episode_0278

It’s not like they’re confident that this will happen.

His face was as red as a scarf, and he was holding the hem of his clothes tightly in an awkward posture. No, he wasn’t even wearing anything underneath?

I was also embarrassed and embarrassed and didn’t know what to do.

When Cheong left, he hurriedly ran after him, but he seemed to know what he was like, so I guess I should say it was a good thing that he knew.

Or, I don’t know whether to admire him for his outstanding tenacity.

“Why do you wear white clothes in such a manly manner? Do you want to proudly announce to the people of Jungwon all over the world that my pinnacle is right here?”

“Ugh.”

To be more precise, it would have been more correct to call the midfielder’s chest cover a peak cover.

In the first place, it was more like an apron that hung around the neck or shoulders and reached down to the solar plexus, so the chest strap had a line at the bottom and was tied, or there was no line, so it was just draped or half-and-half.

Therefore, there is almost no functional value such as holding the shape or fixing it so that it does not shake, and thick fabric is added only around the protruding part to prevent it from standing out.

Of course, not only that, but the main purpose is to improve the wearing comfort of clothes with a soft lining.

The reason why they bother to hide the protrusion is because it is considered an extremely vulgar and shameful act in the ancient, primitive, and uncivilized Central Plains society.

“Wait for me. Even if it’s only for the tiger blanket-”

“What if you don’t wait? Are you going to follow along?”

Seoliri swallowed her saliva and answered with a very solemn expression.

“My.”

I wonder if that guy’s stuffy nose won’t clear up… … .

“Hmm.”

Aside from that, Cheong thought for a moment.

In fact, waiting is not that difficult. And just because Seol-hwa is chasing him doesn’t mean there will be a dramatic reunion with Seol-ga.

But somehow, it’s a shame, isn’t that done on purpose? Since I bought him food and slept with him often, I thought he was trying to use the favor as if it were his right.

If you are mentally ill like Moyong Sojeo, we can help you get better.

“I’m going. Let’s take care of the New Year’s Eve.”

Cheong turned and quickly went down the stairs.

If you don’t follow along here, you are definitely a 100% surefire criminal. It means that I was thinking that I would be embarrassed if I didn’t wait, and that I was just going to wait and see.

But if you follow me, well. Just leave it at that.

If he behaves like that and pursues him despite the embarrassment, isn’t he really burning with a mission to kill the enemy of the Samana?

Then, I can never let you run into the real Seolga bastard.

So Cheong goes down the stairs louder than usual.

Just then, a group of men came up from downstairs, giggling among themselves, and when they saw Cheong, they suddenly took on a stern and serious expression.

It’s probably because men who don’t think they’re good-looking usually think that they look good if they keep a straight face.

After Cheong passed the men, he glanced behind him and saw a woman standing with her forehead pressed against the wall of the landing, her body pressed against it, looking suspicious to anyone.

Fortunately, even though the men were watching closely, they did not look back after passing the stairs.

This may be because men are originally sad creatures who become unable to look at each other once they become aware of it.

Seoliri just turned her head to see that the men had disappeared, and this time she turned the other way and made eye contact with Cheong.

My eyes were full of tears.

And yet, it is slowly moving towards Cheong at a crab-like pace.

ah. They’re really chasing me like that… … .

Now I see that it is not ice snow painting, but ice snow painting.

Or Bingguhwa, to the point where you could just take off the flowers and call it Binggu.

It almost makes you wonder if he was deliberately coldly pushing people away in order to avoid revealing his true colors.

“Are you going to become an author like that?”

“My.”

“Ha. I go to my room and wait. I’ll get you some clothes to change into.”

Seoliri looked at Cheong closely.

Just by looking at it, it looks like they are checking to see if it is a lie or not.

“Mrs. Have I ever lied? And wipe the runny nose.”

Seoliri wipes it under my nose, looks around, and rubs it on the wall.

Then he turns around and climbs the stairs again, with a cool and proud expression on his face.

oh my. It would be nice if I couldn’t answer that.

—-

Cheong decided to just take the Seol family’s Mojiri with him.

There were two small reasons and one big reason.

One small reason.

Even if you try to separate it, it is obvious that it won’t come off.

Even so, I’m prepared to chase after you, but it doesn’t look like I’ll give up just because I can shake it off.

Two small reasons.

What they do is so sloppy that it makes me feel angry, but it is cute in its own way. Honestly, if I didn’t like the face, I would have tied it up a long time ago and sent it to Murimmaeng express delivery.

And the big reason was, it was a bit serious.

Is it possible for me to go to Gangho alone like this?

Just like last night, I can’t sleep alone.

I don’t know at what point it started like this.

If I disappear, at least one person has to see it and tell the teachers, friends, and priestess disciples.

If you suddenly disappear from the world, you won’t be looking for me.

Even if that wasn’t the case, there was also an unfounded expectation that if I came in contact with someone, I wouldn’t suddenly be transported back to modern times.

I also want to at least sleep holding hands. We have to be close to each other. I want to be as close as possible.

So, someone should be next to you when you sleep.

So what should I do?

Because there’s someone right next to me.

I guess I’ll just have to think about carrying around a big doll to cuddle with.

What did they say about that… … ?

ah. right. It’s a bamboo lady, a bamboo lady.

Mrs. Juk seemed to really like the clothes she had bought.

Even though it had no facial expression, it was surprisingly easy to recognize because it had no facial expression.

A person’s facial expression can completely change their impression just by the corners of their eyes or the slight angle of their mouth, so I can tell by looking at the slightly curled corners of their mouths that they are naturally expressionless.

Now that I think about it, he smiles brightly when he eats. is not it? Did I see it wrong?

“Do you like it?”

“My.”

However, the fact that Mrs. Juk was not up to par as a traveling companion was too much for a conversation partner, even if I gave her 1 out of 100 points.

“I’m an instructor.”

Still, I’m glad I don’t hate you for bowing your head. I thought it was a bamboo lady who knew that it was shameful.

“First of all, eat breakfast. Do you have a favorite food for Lunar New Year’s Day?”

“My.”

Cheong’s eyes narrowed.

“Seol Sojeo. Usually, when people ask this, they’re not just asking whether it’s a food you really like. Since I’m going to buy it for you, I’m asking you what you like.”

“Ango is written.”

“You know, but the only answer you can get is you? what? Are you starting a fight?”

“I don’t know what to do, but I’m lost… … ”

Surprisingly, I am quite full of shame… … .

Cheong noticed something unexpected.

Actually, I asked, but breakfast had already been decided. Green onion pancakes, no, pancakes.

Of course, the naming of the Jungwon guys is so weird that if you roll the dough thinly, they all call it Jeonbyeong.

Thanks to this, the taste and appearance were all different.

When it comes to food from Cheong’s hometown, pancakes are definitely pancakes, fried eggs are pancakes, hamburger patties are pancakes, pancakes are pancakes, and hotteok is the most famous type of pancake in the first place. What if the place of origin is Jungwon?

From what Cheong had tried, everything tasted good and went down very well, but the closest type to green onion pancake was a dish called Byeongjabyeong.

Byeongjabyeong is green onion pancake without green onions.

People in Jungwon eat it by putting ingredients on top of the bottle, but Cheong didn’t need any other garnish and ordered a lot of green onions, a lot.

Seoliri, who was looking at the tower-like piles of bottles and the peaks of chopped green onions, blurted out a word.

“You give me imbecility.”

Because my nose was stuffy, it sounded cute.

His face was so amazing that Cheong couldn’t overcome his cuteness.

“Porridge? Then let’s talk. Here, Jeomsoy? Get ready to die, oh, what’s there to die for? It’s coming out right away.”

“Today, pine nut porridge with honey, rice porridge, and choyuk porridge are ready.”

“Hmm. wait a minute. Pine porridge? Rice porridge? Choyuk porridge? ah. After listening to it, it sounds delicious. Just bring me two bowls of choyuk porridge.”

At the end, Seoliri’s ears perk up, indicating that Choyukjuk was attracted.

For reference, unlike the hometown of Chinese Porridge, it is characterized by being boiled until the entire contents are completely dissolved.

So, the rice grains are individually unraveled and exist somewhere between porridge and grass.

And they even brought out porridge, and from the morning they enjoyed their meal with a large bowl full of pancakes in front of them –

“Ha-eung, hoo-woo, hoo, hoo-woo, hang… … ”

and. This hot thing, I just scoop it up and eat it.

Basically, boiling porridge is as hot as lava. Even in Cheong’s hometown, not everyone has experienced at least once the experience of carelessly inserting a spoon into boiling porridge and ending up with molten metal in the melting pot.

However, although it falls short of the melting point of iron, boiling porridge melts the human tongue very lightly.

Just scoop it up from the bottom and put it in your mouth without blowing.

Huh, whoo, the sound of the wind blowing was not a sound made to cool down, but a sound made due to breathing through the mouth due to a stuffy nose.

Anyway, the sound is really embarrassing.

“Huh… … ”

Now that I think about it, I think there was a word in my hometown to call someone who behaved so obscenely. What was it? Food fucker? Something like that.

“Anyway, the rain is pouring down properly.”

Seoliri, who was holding the jeonbyeong and trying to decide what to use between the bean paste and fish soy sauce, took a look at Cheong and then glared at the two soy sauces in turn.

madam. Normally, it’s true, what kind of rain is pouring down like this in the world? Shouldn’t these words come back?

What conversation is one-way?

In any case, it was an opportunity to remind myself once again that I should not expect conversation from Lady Juk.

However, it would not be good for the health of Mrs. Juk’s nose to wear a hat and leave in the rain.

That’s fine, but more than that, if you walk around in the rain, it doesn’t feel good at first, but it gradually becomes stuffy, wet, and uncomfortable.

I had no choice but to catch the carriage.

There is no sense of discomfort as the process flows smoothly until you rent a carriage from a stable, select a coachman with a friendly and good-natured appearance from among the job seekers waiting, and hand over half the down payment.

As a wanderer, Cheong can now boast that he can do a decent amount of work.

“The thing you need to be most careful about when catching a carriage is people. Among the coachmen, there are many who turn around with swords if they think they are easy. Get rid of those who charge too cheaply, but don’t rip them off by paying too much. You have to find the right person among them while paying at the right price.”

“Ang, let’s go.”

“… … I wipe my runny nose.”

The reason why people keep trying to talk even though they know it won’t work is because Cheong’s nature is to give up and he can’t help it.

“I’ll just close my eyes and wake you up when something happens.”

“Yes.”

Then, Cheong placed the bag on his side, took out a separate bundle of underwear, placed it on his cheek, and skillfully assumed a sleeping position.

The sound of rain hitting the carriage ceiling. Because it was a cheap carriage, the soundproofing was cheap, so the sound of rain falling was refreshing.

And because the world is silent, there is even a useless companion who knows how to make a sound like a stuffy nose.

Even if you can’t make a fuss, there is no other place like this to doze off.

So Cheong quickly leaned over and snored loudly.

Seoliri stared blankly at Cheong’s face.

How much time has passed, with one year of sleep and one year of only observing sleeping faces?

Suddenly, I felt Seoliri being pulled forward.

And not long after that, the carriage comes to a complete stop.

Afterwards, the door bursts open, and from a physiognomy point of view, the coachman, who had no other Buddha in the world, points his sword into the carriage.

Then, with a very kind face, he opened his mouth and said –

“Kkkk, some very attractive bitches have come to give me a six-step test. Do you know how difficult it was for this old man because his water was so red?”

do.