Chapter 140 - 140 - Meet Little Friends
Chapter 140 - 140 - Meet Little Friends
Luckily Hae Sok was very patient in teaching her to embroider.
"Finally I did it!" Soo Yin exclaimed with a face that looked very happy.
"You are." Hae Sok chuckled seeing Soo Yin prancing like a child.
"Grandma, please teach me how to make flowers," Soo Yin said.
Hae Sok is delighted by Soo Yin's passion for studying. The arrival of the two of them was really able to comfort her heart, which sometimes felt lonely because she was far from her children and grandchildren. The reason Hae Sok didn't want to go with the kids was because it's useless to come with them if they're all busy working. It would be better if she remained alone.
The 80 year old woman started teaching Soo Yin how to make patterns. She painstakingly taught Soo Yin so that she can little by little.
"Aren't you tired from noon till evening still embroidering?" Dae Hyun asked as he sat on one of the chairs.
They were currently on the back terrace, overlooking the farm which was on a slope. From there they can see green plants as far as the eye can see.
"Which man knows about this," Soo Yin said while laughing. She didn't look away from the cloth she was embroidering.
"It's already late, didn't you say you wanted to take a walk while you were here?" Dae Hyun said, trying to remind Soo Yin because they intended to walk around the village.
"Right, I almost forgot. Grandma, is it okay if we leave for a while? It's a shame if I don't go anywhere while I'm here," Soo Yin said, who got up from her chair.
"If you want to take a walk around here. Wear hanbok because the people here still wear it," Hae Sok suggested.
Hanbok was one of the traditional Korean clothes which has now experienced a more modern development.
"But I don't have it," Soo Yin said.
"Calm down, grandma will take it for a moment." Hae Sok rushed back to her room to get something from her cupboard. It was a hanbok of memories from when she was young. A hanbook with a pink top with a light brown skirt. There was embroidery on the arms which makes it looked so beautiful.
"Wear this," Hae Sok said as she handed the hanbok to Soo Yin.
"Grandma, I'm very grateful." Soo Yin stretched out her hand to accept the clothes then held them to her chest tightly. She immediately went to the room to put it on. It turned out that the size fitted perfectly in her slender body.
Dae Hyun took Soo Yin on a tour of the village because he also missed the place he hasn't visited for a long time. If his grandmother didn't return to Busan Dae Hyun was sure he will never visit the village again.
As a child, Dae Hyun really had a wonderful time in the village. The air was still fresh and far from pollution. A village full of memories.
Dae Hyun continued to walk casually following Soo Yin who has walked far ahead. He felt like a father taking care of his daughter. It was true that his wife was still categorized as a teenager.
"Soo Yin, wait for me!" Dae Hyun exclaimed for Soo Yin to hear.
Soo Yin looked back. She laughed seeing Dae Hyun who was left far behind her.
"You walk like a grandfather," Soo Yin sneered with a chuckle.
"You're really too much," Dae Hyun said. If only they weren't on the street he'd love to scoop up those adorable little lips.
"Hurry up and catch me." Soo Yin jogged to get away from Dae Hyun.
Dae Hyun could have chased her but he was too weak because his stomach was hungry. As a result of vomiting earlier he lost all the food that had entered his stomach.
Dae Hyun continued down the village road until he came to a house. In the yard, a little boy was seen collecting stones.
"You play alone?" Dae Hyun asked, who squatted in front of the boy. The boy reminded him of his old self who liked to collect pebbles together with one of the residents of his house.
"Yes, Uncle," the little boy said.
Soo Yin turned around because Dae Hyun was out of sight. While walking, it turned out that she saw her husband chatting with a boy who seemed to be the same age as Jo Yeon Ho.
"What are you doing?" Soo Yin asked while narrowing her small eyes.
"Nothing, I just wanted to play with him for a while," Dae Hyun said, who got up from his squat.
"Sehun!" a woman's voice exclaimed from inside the house.
"Yes, Mother," the boy who was actually named Sehun said.
A young woman came out of the house. Dae Hyun frowned when he saw who that woman was. Seeing her face he felt like she was familiar in his memory.
"Mother, I was playing with that uncle," Sehun said while pointing at Dae Hyun.
"Sorry sir, if Sehun is naughty," the woman said with a very sweet smile looking at Dae Hyun.
Soo Yin felt like gouging out the eyes of the woman who kept staring at her husband. The woman didn't even glance at her as if she wasn't there.
"Yeon Woo?" Dae Hyun said in shock. He remembered that familiar face.
"You know my name?" Yeon Woo said, who didn't seem to remember Dae Hyun yet.
"I'm Dae Hyun. I used to live in this village," he said.
"Are you Hae Sok's grandchild?" Yeon Woo slowly remembered Dae Hyun.
"Yes," Dae Hyun said.
Too happy to meet his childhood friend, Yeon Woo suddenly hugged Dae Hyun.
Soo Yin felt so jealous of Yeon Woo that she unconsciously clenches her fists. She also wore a sullen expression with a passionate breath holding back anger.
Dae Hyun broke free when he saw Soo Yin who looked angry.
"Who is this girl? Is she your sister?" Yeon Woo asked when she realized there was Soo Yin among them.
"She …." Dae Hyun said, who was cut off.
"Introduce me, Yeon Woo. You are siblings but you don't look alike," Yeon Woo chuckled as she reached out her hand to shake Soo Yin's hand.
"I'm Soo Yin," Soo Yin said curtly without returning Yeon Woo's handshake.
'Of course not. We are husband and wife, not siblings,' Soo Yin muttered to herself.
"I'm going home!" Soo Yin said goodbye while glancing sharply at her husband then hurried away from the place.
"I'd better go home too," Dae Hyun said goodbye to Yeon Woo. He had a bad feeling that his little wife looked very angry this time.
Soo Yin kept on walking while holding the bottom hanbok so she wouldn't trip.
"You bastard!" Soo Yin cursed while hastily stepping her foot. There were so many crossroads that she has passed. So that Soo Yin lost in her way. She forgot the way back to Hae Sok's house.
"Where is the way to Grandma's house?" Soo Yin said. She was too happy to see houses with unique architecture that she didn't pay much attention to the roads. The colors and shapes of the houses were almost all similar so that Soo Yin was really struggling.
After making some considerations, Soo Yin finally chose to turn right. She stepped further away, but she seemed to be taking the wrong path because slowly she was no longer in the area of ??a resident's house. Instead she was standing at the end of the road approaching the farmland.
She wanted to turn around but her gaze was fixed on the rows of plants that were flourishing. She really wanted to see the green plants. It didn't wrong to ask, so Soo walked up to one of the farmers who might know about the direction of the road to Hae Sok's house.
"Uncle, I seem lost. Can you tell me the way to Grandma Hae Sook's house?" Soo Yin said.
"Sorry, uncle has only lived here a few days so I don't know the names of the people around here," the middle-aged man said, who was cleaning the grass.
"Okay, thank you," Soo Yin said with a little disappointment. But it seemed better to turn to the road that Dae Hyun was probably looking for earlier.
Soo Yin pursed her lips remembering the woman was hugging her husband's body. She kicked the can with her legs hard when she found it on the side of the road.
"Ouch!" Dae Hyun shouted when his head hit the can. Since earlier he had been around to find his little wife. Not unexpectedly he found her.
Soo Yin looked at Dae Hyun. It turned out that the can she kicked hit her husband's head. Soo Yin chuckled with amusement. She was very happy because her irritation was relieved.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you since earlier. You just make me worry," Dae Hyun said. He was relieved to find his little wife. It's true that they were like brothers and sisters.