Chapter 371 – Jiheon Is Nice Because He’s Your Wife!

Put sugar, water, and oligosaccharide in a 2:1:1 ratio in a pot and heat it until it thickens. Then, lightly dab it with a metal spoon and shake it off with cold water.

Fondant!

The clear, sticky sugar solution went into the cold water. I put my hand in there and touched the sugar syrup that had just fallen.

It cools down quickly and becomes hard. It was hard enough to make a sound. This was proof that it was optimal for cooling right away.

Without delay, I turned off the fire and raised the pot. Then, carefully pour the syrup into the pre-prepared mold.

Woowook Joo

Clear and transparent syrup filled the heart-shaped frame. When it was full, the pot was briefly lifted and moved aside, and when that was filled, it was repeated.

Now the mold is completely filled, but there is still syrup left in the pot. Curious as to what it would taste like, I tapped the already hardened syrup with my finger?!

“Oh, it’s hot!”

I put the pot on the gas stove and hurriedly headed for the sink. I turned on the cold water there and cooled my fingers smeared with lava-hot sugar syrup.

Dogs are hot, really!

However, Taeyeon, who was making Dalgona at the table, not knowing my pain, was annoyed.

“Noisy, really.”

Even my ex-wife reacted too harshly. I challenged her, ignoring the pain in her reddened fingers.

“Didn’t I just say it was hot?”

“Yes, why.”

“Why? Don’t you worry about me Do it, please.”

“Be quiet and I’ll think about it.”

“Chii…”

“Watch your mouth. I have a baby.”

And her baby, she said, cared about me differently than her own mother.

“Mister, are you in a lot of pain?”

“Yeah, Yena! I am sick!”

As if I didn’t know who the child was, I held out my hand slightly exaggeratedly. He showed Jena his wet, red-hot hand from being in the water just a moment ago.

“Look, Yena! It hurts!”

“Really? Where are you going?”

“Huh! Here!”

“Mister, I’ll do it for you!”

Yena, who was sitting next to Taeyeon, got up and she came towards me. Then, with her little mouth, she blew, hoo, hoo, as if trying to blow away the pain in my fingers.

“Hoo~”

Oh my god Even though they are mother and daughter, the reaction is so different. Yenna must have been picked up.

“Do you want to bet? Is it my real daughter or not?”

“Of course I win, what is it? How did you know?”

“Because the face was exactly that face?”

Taeyeon, who noticed my thoughts, frowned at her.

“Wait a minute, you say you win? Hey! You!”

“Ugh! You, you Dalgona! You are making dalgona!”

“I already made it! You are not coming here!”

While the candy was cooling, we played lively, and when we melted the sugar again, we were careful not to get hurt. Then, before I knew it, it was time for Jena to go.

“Uh, what time is it?”

Taeyeon, who was putting her brown dalgona into her transparent plastic bag, turned her head. She looked at the clock hanging on the living room wall and said to Jena.

“Yena. It’s time to go to the dojo.”

“Eh?”

“No, it’s time to go to the dojo. Come on, put on your uniform and come out. You said you were going to show him what the uniform looked like?”

“… Huh!”

Yena, who was dead at the word that she would show it to me, was excited and ran to her room.

“Yena! I told you not to run!”

“Neeet!”

I went and slowed down.

When Yena, who was showing off her excitement like that, came out, she was wearing her white taekwondo uniform. The child came to her and showed her how she was dressed.

“Mister! Mister! I’m wearing a uniform!”

“Okay? Yena, you look so good together?”

“Yes? Aren’t they so pretty?”

“Yeah, it’s so pretty.”

“Are you lovely?”

“Of course. Lovely.”

“To the extent that you want to get married?”

“Then. You want to get married right away, huh?”

“Hey.”

Taeyeon, who was making her dalgona at her table, looked at her with sharp eyes.

“Die, really.”

Her body trembled as the current police officer was right in front of her eyes. But Yena paid no attention to her own mother and put on a happy face.

“Ahaha! It’s real! I’m really going to get married!”

“Uh, uh… !”

“Then, here!”

“Huh?”

Jena suddenly held out her hand.

“Let’s go together!”

“Uh? Where?”

“There is that, that.”

It was Taeyeon who answered here.

“Taekwondo tea. I have to take you.”

After saying that, Taeyeon got up from her table and she asked me.

“Do you want to go too? No, let’s go together.”

She had no reason to say no. In the first place, she asked Yena to go with her, and she used up a lot of her sugar while making candy with Dalgona.

She nodded her head, intending to buy some sugar on the way back.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Oops!”

At her words of leaving, Yena was so delighted that she clenched her fists.

I smiled and checked to see if it was okay to leave the seat. I made almost everything for my girlfriends anyway, and the rest of the steps just needed to cool off.

Then, we got dressed to go outside. Yena wore the pink padding she wore when we went to the kids cafe together the other day, I wore the coat I was wearing, and Taeyeon wore the long padding.

Before she left after finishing her preparations, Taeyeon collected the crushed dalgona. She put it inside a clear plastic bag and held it out to Jena.

“Yena. Share this with your friends.”

“Huh? Together?”

“Then, are you going to eat something delicious by yourself? Then no. It’s petty.”

“Huh! Okay! I will share!”

In a way, that figure looked like a mother helping her get along with her friends. But in reality, she was a mother who left the care of her children to her children.

Snap

Again, Taeyeon noticed my thoughts. As if telling her to keep her mouth shut, she raised her arm and threatened, at an angle out of sight of her daughter.

Anyway, now I’m completely ready to go out. I turned off the gas valve and headed for the front door. There was a mother and daughter already putting on shoes.

“Mom, the other day the director said he wanted to see you.”

“Okay? Why?”

“Your mom said you didn’t pay for the academy?”

“Uh, yes? Have you already paid for this month?”

“Today is the day the director drives. You can ask later.”

“I will.”

Taeyeon nodded towards her daughter and looked at me.

“Hey, aren’t you going?”

“I’m going. You two have to go out first before you put on your shoes.”

“What is your excuse?”

“Why is this an excuse? Get out quickly.”

“Okay, okay.”

Taeyeon deliberately replied bluntly, and then she and I went out into the hallway of the apartment building. And I followed her mother and daughter like that.

Beep! Clap!

Leaving behind the sound of the door lock closing, I walked towards the elevator. Even on her way, Jena couldn’t control her excitement and shook her plastic bag.

“Mom! Mother!”

“Why, Yena.”

“Alright, are you going to give this to your friends?”

“Nice job, our Yena. Are you good? Whose daughter can be so kind?”

“Mom daughter! And…”

Jenna, suddenly speechless, turned to me.

“Jiheon is good because he is your wife!”

“Ouch?!”

“Okay?”

She reacted a little violently as both surprise and delight came up. Yes, Taeyeon, who was walking hand in hand with me, also smiled and glanced behind her.

“Then, what should Jiheon do to become the uncle’s bride?”

“Being pretty like mom!”

“That’s right! After all, she is our daughter!”

It wasn’t exactly wrong. Because Yena’s mom was married to me.

… No, thinking like that makes us look like characters from a TV show. A divorced couple who want to get back together because of their daughter.

Even in the midst of a strange feeling, we got into the elevator and left the apartment. Unlike the corridor where it is difficult for two people to walk side by side, Yena called me again when I came out into the complex.

“Mister! Here you go!”

Yena held out a bag of dalgona that had been crushed with her bright face. Instead, she thought she meant to be heard, and accepted the offer.

“Why was it heavy?”

“No, not that. Here you go!”

She held out her hand once again. The hand that was empty thanks to me holding the bag.

“Let’s go hand in hand!”

“Uh, no, that’s it.”

I was a bit perplexed this time.

“How are you?”

At this time, Taeyeon also nodded her head, asking why.

“Catch. Grab it and go.”

“Uh, is that okay?”

“It’s okay, so grab it quickly.”

“Mister, that arm is about to fall off!”

It was Yena who convinced me. At the words that were not like a child, I smiled and held her hand.

“Okay, let’s go together.”

“Great!”

Yena smiled brightly and made a pleasant tee. Seeing her daughter like that, Taeyeon also raised her mouth.

“Yena. Shall we try that?”

“I’ll do it!”

“Hey. Jiheon.”

Taeyeon turned her head from her own daughter to me.

“If you do three, you will lift Jena’s arm. Understand?”

“Uh?”

“One, two, three!”

“Oops!”

I raised my hand without realizing it because I was suddenly counting. Then, as Yena’s legs floated in the air, a bright laugh was heard.

“Ahahaha!”

Percussion!

After hitting the floor again, Yena looked back at Taeyeon and me and asked for a favor.

“Mom! Me one more time! Once more! Uncle too!”

She could not help the child’s earnest request. It was me who counted this time.

“One, two, three!”

“Yes, tea!”

“Ahahahaha!”

Once again, Jena flew through the air, and I heard a small muttering from a nearby apartment resident who saw this.

“Oh my, did you get married at the cop’s house over there?”

Because it’s not!

She wanted to say, but she didn’t want to disappoint Jena, who was in a good mood.

“Hello, manager!”

“Yeah, no, hello? Uh, Yena, that person… ?”

“Hello, manager. I heard from Yena that I didn’t pay for her academy.”

“Ah, that, is that it? Uh, for now, uh, Yena. Do you want to get in the car?”

“Yes! Mister! See you later!”

“Okay. See you later at home Oh, Taeyeon. Do I have to bring it with me when I come?”

“Uh. Well done, Yena. Be careful. But this time, Mom will bring it, so you don’t have to worry about her.”

“Okay?”

“But hey, Yena’s mother?”

“Ah yes. Director. May I ask what happened to the school fees?”

“That’s it. But, mother. Is this person… ?”

“You can just think of me as your ex.”

“Hey?! No, how can I say that?!”

“How are you? But what about the manager? Your child’s school fees,”

“Oh, that, is that it? I got that wrong! I made a mistake! I’m sorry, mother, father! Then I’ll be on my way!”

“No, not me or my father,”

Booooong!

“… Gone.”