Chapter 676 – Don’t Live Your Life Like That, You Nasty Son of a Bitch.

Clap clap clap clap

It was sieved lightly so that the flour contained in it dripped onto the dough in the form of fine particles. This prevented the flour from clumping together and leaving the cookies with an odd texture.

“Wow! Uncle, how do you know that?”

Yena, who was watching from the side of her kitchen, asked with her eyes twinkling. Even though she was at the age of an elementary school student, she was still cute.

“It’s just in the book.”

“Which book? The other day, the book you got from Santa Habuji the other day?”

“Uh, no. Not that. Cookbook.”

When I mentioned the sex education storybook that Sehee had gifted me, I hurriedly shook my head. Yena’s grandmother came up to me with a proud face and asked.

“Bachelor Jiheon, do you know how to bake cookies?”

“Yes. I’m bored because I’m alone at home. I learned from reading books.”

“I guess so. Living alone in a large house must be boring.”

“Yes? Alas, yes.”

Apparently, her grandmother misunderstood that Mina’s house was hers because she had heard it awkwardly from Yena. No, if I marry Mina, it will be my house, so it could not have been an illusion. Maybe.

Anyway, after pouring all the flour into the bowl, I put the sieve into the sink. I decided to wash that later, but kneading the dough was first.

As the sweet and soft dough was mixing well with the flour, I heard the sound of a door lock opening from the front door.

Beep beep beep beep beep! Clap!

“It’s mom!”

Yena, who had been clinging to me as if she would not fall off, turned her head. The child’s footsteps, walking straight toward the front door, were as cautious as a ninja’s, yet swift.

“Mom!”

“Yenaaaaa!”

I couldn’t see it from the kitchen, but I was able to think of Taeyeon’s smiling face just from hearing her voice. I stopped her kneading hand to greet her as she laughed at this thought of her.

“Me, Father. I’ll come and say hello.”

“Whoops, yes, yes.”

In front of the happy grandmother nodding, I walked with my hands raised like a doctor going into surgery. In the meantime, the excited voice of Jena, who had gone to meet her mother, could be heard from the front door.

“Mom! Mom! You know me, I’m making cookies!”

“Uh, cookies? You were making cookies? Mom! You knew how to make mom cookies, huh?”

She showed up as she heard the voice calling her grandmother. Taeyeon, who squatted down with her daughter and her daughter at eye level, made a puzzled expression at the sight of her appearing to me.

“Uh, hey, you… !”

“Hello, sister.”

“You, you want to die!”

Even though I was embarrassed, I waved my flour-stained hand and said hello, but Taeyeon’s voice came back, shocked.

“Why are you here! Hey! Why are you here!”

“I came to see you.”

“No, why are you here, color… !”

I was about to say, but Yena, who was right in front of me, seemed to be stepped on by her eyes. Her grandmother explained to Taeyeon, who blushed and showed that I didn’t like it at all, instead of her.

“I told you to come.”

“Uh, Mom?”

Appearing from her kitchen, the grandmother looked at her disapprovingly at Taeyeon. And then, unlike what she did to me, she spoke in a slightly scolding tone.

“They say it’s difficult because it’s a promotion test, so I told them to come. Through Jena.”

“No, Mom!”

“Originally, when there is something difficult, I just live by leaning on it like this. Don’t burden yourself either. I came here because I like bachelor Jiheon.”

“Nevertheless, he-“

“Noisy. Mom is going to sleep over at her friend’s house for the night, so you guys can roast and stir-fry yourself.”

“Oh, Mom!”

“Noisy, this one. There is Yena and there is also Bachelor Jiheon. Are you going to keep shouting like that in the middle of the night? Come in, wash up, and eat. Dinner will be prepared by the bachelor.”

“Ah! Mom!”

Even when Taeyeon shouted in a resentful voice, her grandmother didn’t even pretend to hear. Her grandmother passed me into the room across from Jena’s, and Taeyeon took off her shoes and strode towards me.

“Hey… !”

Perhaps because of Yena’s uneasy expression, Taeyeon asked in a voice that suppressed her anger.

“You really want to die… ?”

“No, Jena says you’re having a hard time,”

“Then, I just need to hear your voice over the phone. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?”

“How is it? Between us.”

“Between us? Will you come to your senses when it’s over between us? Uh? Uh? Uh?”

Tuck, Tuck, Tuck

“Ah, a little.”

Everytime I said “Uh”, Taeyeon kicked my shin with her toe. She wasn’t that sick, but she wasn’t sick either.

“Don’t say anything to Bachelor Jiheon.”

At this time, the grandmother came out of her room and scolded Taeyeon again.

“Because I forced myself to come here. Also, shouldn’t bachelor Jiheon get used to it?”

“What! What do you have to get used to!”

“If you two get married, you will go out, and then the bachelor will help. You should practice from now on.”

“Oh, Mom! He’s just dating for a while! It’s not like that!”

She wasn’t in a good mood, but she wasn’t too shocked because she premised on dating casually. Unaware of this, her grandmother headed for her front door carrying her black handbag.

“Last year, we said we were just friends, but now we said we were seeing each other for a while. Don’t you know Will you raise your hair next year?”

“Mom! No!”

“Ah, I don’t know young people these days. I don’t know.”

The old woman, who had been stirring, put on her shoes at the entrance, and she didn’t say a word to Taeyeon until she left.

Clap! Beep!

As the front door closed, the sound of the door lock reverberating through the house filled with awkward silence. Meanwhile, Taeyeon put her hand on his head as if she had a headache.

“This… !”

It was Taeyeon who got angry while muttering, “Fuck her,” But there was someone who made her laugh.

“Oh, Mom…”

Of course, it wasn’t me, but she was Jena, her daughter who died the most and lived the worst.

“Mom, I was wrong…”

“Uh? Oh no! Nope, yes! I didn’t do anything wrong! Mom, I’m not mad!”

“It’s okay, Yena! It’s because mom is a little tired! I was wrong! Are you okay!”

She was excitedly talking to me about making her cookies, but it seemed like it was her fault because she suddenly became serious. Taeyeon and I approached Jena as if we were going to run into her, and she gently comforted us.

“I’m sorry, Yena. I’m sorry mom. I’m sorry for getting angry.”

“Yena, should we make cookies now? He said he would make cookies for his struggling mother.”

“Yes…”

“Yena, let’s make cookies with you. Mom wants to eat the cookies my Yena made. Can’t we?”

“What should I do, Yena? I can’t make cookies for my mom if I cry like this. Then you are very sad too.”

‘Why are you sad, bastard?’ Taeyeon glared at me. Still, it was fortunate that Yena did not see her mother glaring at her.

“Okay, I want to make cookies…”

Fortunately, for a little while, Jenna cheered up.

“Yena. Shall I go with you then? Want to make cookies together? Come on, hold my uncle’s neck. Okay.”

I hugged Jena and lifted her lightly. When I got up, Taeyeon got up too. Of course she was glaring at me as she hugged and lifted her baby girl.

“Sorry, let’s talk later.”

He whispered softly to Taeyeon, whose eyes twinkled as if she were going to kill her, and went into her bedroom with only a muttering through her lips as if she knew it too. And so the midnight turmoil was over.

I went to make cookies and as Yenna calmed down and put her dough into her air fryer, I could see Taeyeon with her hair wet from her just washing. Unlike when she first came here, she was dressed in a police tracksuit.

“Uh, do you wear glasses?”

“Yes, write. Presbyopia is writing. Why.”

“What kind of presbyopia at your age?”

“Noisy. Shut your mouth and prepare some food.”

He was wearing black horn-rimmed glasses.

Taeyeon, angry at me because of my sudden visit, sat down at her kitchen table. She didn’t even look at me, she picked up her smart phone and just stared at it.

Even when I saw Taeyeon, who didn’t seem to want to talk to me, I couldn’t say anything. It was also my fault for coming to her without saying anything, so I couldn’t help but smile and nod her head.

“Okay, wait a minute. I’ll cook the rice for you. Huh? Yena, why?”

“Mister, I am also the Báb…”

“It’s 11 now, what kind of food is it?”

Taeyeon asked sharply at what Yena said while pulling the hem of my clothes.

“Yena, haven’t you had dinner?”

“No? Did you have dinner with me?”

“Have you had dinner too? Here?”

“Huh. I ate because you asked me to serve it.”

“You have to be witty, really…”

“Then why don’t you cook me some food?”

“Okay, set it up. Instead, a little less than half an hour.”

“Yea, I got it.”

“Hee hee, eating with mom!”

As I nodded her head, Jena left me and headed to her kitchen table. Excitedly, she sat down next to her mother and pointed to the air fryer instead of an oven, she said.

“Mom mom. My uncle and I will make cookies with that!”

“Okay?”

“Huh! Uncle says, it’s a very delicious deal! Do you know why?”

“Well? Why?”

“Exactly right! I made it!”

“Okay? It looks so delicious, Yena!”

She was an angry Taeyeon with me, but she was never someone to take her anger out on her own daughter. She put down her smartphone, which she was staring at, and she showed her face, smiling broadly at what her daughter was saying.

Hee hee!”

Seeing her mother like that, Yena smiled broadly, unlike the way she did at the front door earlier. When she saw that, I also raised the corner of her mouth.

Then, what I’m going to do now is to prepare a delicious meal for the two of them, right?

When I remembered this, I began to prepare a late dinner thinking that I had married her. Taking out the rice bowls from where her grandmother had taken them out earlier, she held them together with a spatula and approached the rice cooker with the remaining rice.

“Mister! Mister!”

Now, while I was filling the rice bowl with the princess on it, Yena called me while sitting at her table. Turning her head, Jena pointed to her sink with her excited face and said,

“Mister! Me! Princess chopsticks, please! Princess Chopsticks!”

“Uh, Princess?”

“Yes! Give me the princess chopsticks!”

“Oh, yes. Where are the princess chopsticks… ?”

I looked at the place I pointed to in order to accept the princess’s request. However, no matter how much I looked around, I could not find chopsticks the same color as the rice bowl.

“Wait a minute, uncle will find you.”

“What are you looking for?”

Seeing her wandering around, Taeyeon stood up from her seat as if she couldn’t stand it. Before I could stop, she came over and pushed her arm over the side of her sink,

“You can’t even see this.”

He brought the princess chopsticks, which were obviously not there when I saw them earlier.

“Thank you.”

“If you can’t do it, don’t do it. Why do… Is it?”

Thinking of the word ‘fuck’ because of Yena, Taeyeon stood next to her and repeatedly scolded me.

“No, why did you come to someone else’s house when you didn’t even tell them to come? It’s very annoying, that.”

“Sorry. Because you’re having a hard time”

“Then just let it rest. Don’t come and make people tired.”

Seeing Taeyeon continue to be mean to her, her annoyance grew. She was going to simply serve food, listen to stories, and sleep here for the night, but I was a bit troubled if it was like this.

However, before this emotion could be shown on her face, Yena asked in a crying voice like before.

“Oh, Mom… ! Uncle… ! I’m angry… ?”

“Ugh! No! No! Mom, I’m not mad!”

“You’re not even angry! You’re not fighting with Mom right now!”

“You’re fighting… !”

Because she had already shown herself fighting once, Jena did not believe it easily. I said this after seeing tears that seemed like they would fall at any moment.

“Yena! Look!”

“Uh, hey?”

Taeyeon put her hand on her shoulder,

“Mom and uncle don’t fight! Look! Side!”

“Town?!”

She kissed her lips quickly.

“You, you… !”

Taeyeon, who blushed in a different way than before, was left alone for now, and she said to Jena, who stopped crying little by little.

“Look, Yena. If you and your mother were fighting, would you have kissed like this?”

“No, yo… ?”

“Yes? Aren’t you fighting?”

“Yes…”

“Okay. Since we’re not fighting, Yena stays calm until Mr. Understand?”

“Yes.”

Even if I lag a little compared to when I explained how to make cookies, it was much better than crying. Now that I have escaped one crisis, I am ready for the next one.

“Sorry, I think Yena will cry… West?”

When Taeyeon, who couldn’t help herself, looked at her face, she furrowed her eyebrows in puzzlement. The corners of her mouth twitched as if she were about to laugh, but she seemed to hold it back because she bit her lower lip hard.

“No, ha, really… !”

Taeyeon, who had been blushing for a while, opened her mouth as if she was dumbfounded. A smile lingered on her lips as she spat words mixed with laughter.

“Hey, did you learn these things from them?”

“Uh? What?”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know, you bastard.”

Percussion!

“Huh?”

Taeyeon cursed a little with her smile, then slapped my butt with her palm. For some reason, I couldn’t help but be stunned when I saw her with her anger relieved.

“Ha, really. Even if I don’t want to do this, really.”

Even after seeing me like this, Taeyeon put her hand on her waist and shook her head, she said. Then she looked at me again and she whispered softly.

“Don’t live your life like that, you mean asshole.”

“Uh?”

“Live straight.”

Taeyeon, who had been talking incomprehensible words, went back to the table where Yena was at last. For her, only her happy atmosphere was full.