When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 298 Mother
The blow was so severe that my glasses were knocked off.

"Dad, I respect you."

After Teacher Liu left, Zhang Chengyou kept his eyes fixed on Shanyu.

Jung Hwan came up to Sun Woo and said, "What are you looking at?"

Liu Donglong said, "Don't worry about him, let's go home. We didn't see it this time, let's come back tomorrow."

Shanyu was surprised and said, "Come tomorrow? You guys go and watch, I won't go."

Jung Hwan shook his head and said, "I won't go to see it either."

After what happened today, if I get caught again tomorrow, I would be really shameless.

Liu Donglong came between the two, put his arm around one of them and said, "It's no fun for me to come alone, let's watch together."

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

Looking at the backs of several people leaving, Zhang Chengyou was so angry that his teeth were itching, but there was nothing he could do.

Kim Young-ok's home.

The people in the yard began to eat noisily again.

"Ayong, go talk to other people, otherwise people will say you're a man who follows a woman around."

Paula said as she flipped the fried eggs on the stove with a spatula.

Li Renyong curled his lips and said indifferently: "She's my own girlfriend, so what's wrong with sticking to her? Don't pay attention to those gossipy women."

Deok-sun said unhappily, "Are you here to play flower cards, Uncle? The person who passed away is not their mother."

"The aunts acted as if nothing had happened and still counted on their son-in-law."

Li Renyong smiled and said: "Their sadness is invisible sadness."

Deshan didn't understand, but she always felt something was wrong.

Just then, the singing of several old people was heard.

"The sound of the boatman's boat is still vaguely in my memory..."

"Deep in the waves of Sanhe Island..."

Li Renyong also sang a few lines with them. This song is an old one, but also very classic.

Deok-sun turned her head and glared at Lee Ren-yong.

“Isn’t singing a bit too much?”

Paula shrugged her shoulders and said nothing in reply.

Li Renyong smiled and said, "Everyone is full, so stop frying eggs and let's go over there and play dice."

The so-called throwing Si is a traditional folk game in Korea.

Basically, players throw four short wooden sticks with marks on them to determine the number of steps.

The team that reaches the destination in the shortest time wins.

Deshan was the first to speak loudly: "I don't want to play."

After that, she returned to the little house angrily.

Paula held Li Renyong's hand and walked to the steps to the side and sat down.

"During the day, what did your uncle want to talk to you about?"

"I thought you could hold back from asking. It's nothing serious. The general idea is to not participate in demonstrations."

Hearing this, Paula nodded thoughtfully.

As the night deepened, the noise in the yard gradually faded away.

Before, it was bustling with people and brightly lit.

Now it has become quiet.

Under the light, Deok-sun and Bora were cleaning up the leftover dishes from the guests.

The other adults carried the table aside.

Cheng Dongri sat on the ground with an expressionless face, staring blankly at the food in front of him.

Paula's two aunts didn't seem to have the enthusiasm they had during the day. They leaned against the door quietly, wondering what they were thinking about.

"Uncle is not coming, it's already ten o'clock."

Paula sighed and said, "If I don't come today, I really can't come. After all, tomorrow..."

Hearing this, Deshan had an idea.

Could it be that the reason why Dad was so happy in front of others was because Uncle was not there?
She looked up at Cheng Dongri's face, which had turned pale at some point.

Maybe Dad really hasn’t had a good night’s sleep these days.

"Dad, go get some sleep."

Sung Dong-il looked at Deok-sun in front of him and a smile appeared on his face.

"Oh my god, our beautiful and kind daughter. Dad is fine... He's fine."

Looking at Sung Dong-il's forced smile, Deok-sun sighed and stood up.

At this moment, a slightly plump middle-aged man suddenly appeared at the door.

His breathing was a little disordered, as if he had been running.

There was a hint of sadness and despair on his face.

"Dongri."

Hearing this, the smile on Cheng Dongri's face disappeared immediately.

Tears welled up in my eyes. "Dongri."

Cheng Dongri turned around, saw the person coming, and stood up.

He staggered towards his elder brother, his steps revealing endless sadness and helplessness.

At home, he is the head of the family.

Here, he is just a younger brother.

Now that the big brother is here, we have support.

Their eyes met in the air, and all words became pale and powerless at this moment.

The two brothers hugged each other tightly.

Cheng Dongri burst into tears and said, "Why is my mother's life so miserable? Why is she in such a hurry? She left so quickly."

The atmosphere in the yard was solemn and sad, and an unspeakable sorrow permeated the air.

"What's the hurry?"

Sung Dong-il was like a little child, completely releasing the sadness that had accumulated over the past few days in his elder brother's arms.

Now, he could cry loudly without any scruples.

"I will never see my mother again. My mother is so miserable."

The eldest brother didn't say anything, but just kept hugging Cheng Dongri.

Deok-sun's aunts rushed over and hugged each other.

"Brother, why are you here so late?"

"Do you know how long we've been waiting for you? You didn't even get to see your mother for the last time."

"Do you know how long Mom has been looking for you?"

Deshan's uncle shed silent tears, stretched out his arms, and hugged the three of them in his arms like a hen protecting her chicks.

The whole yard was shrouded in a heavy and sad atmosphere.

Looking at everything in front of her, Deok-sun's eyes turned red and tears flowed again.

Li Renyong patted her shoulder and said, "You understand now."

Deshan nodded.

She finally understood.

When grandma passed away, my aunts and dad were all very sad.

But they are enduring.

Busy doing what adults are supposed to do.

Pretending to be strong to cover up the inner pain.

Their hearts will also be sad.

After they finished crying, Deok-sun's uncle came into the house and knelt down in front of Kim Young-ok's portrait.

The vase next to the portrait was the one taken from Deok-sun's house.

When Sung Dong-il saw the vase, he felt even more sad.

Always saying later, but...

The son wants to take care of him, but he doesn't want to be loved.

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Seoul.

After being taught a lesson by Teacher Liu, the trio came to the alley with depressed looks on their faces.

They didn’t get to eat the burgers that Jung-hwan had promised them.

Liu Donglong said while carrying his schoolbag, "Zhenghuan, can I sleep at your house today? The dean is at my house."

Jung Hwan shook his head and said, "Wouldn't he know that you slept at my house?"

Hearing this, Liu Donglong sighed, looking hopeless.

"I'm going back."

When Sun-woo walked home, he saw Kim Sun-young's back lying on the floor.

He touched the sausage in the lunch box with a wry smile.

In the morning, he could see that Kim Sun-young was very happy making this dish and she was humming a song.

It would not be good if she found out that the sausage was barely moving.

Sun Woo is a filial child.

He sat on the stairs at the side, opened his lunch box, and started eating, taking a bite of rice and a bite of sausage.

They were all cold, making the already not very tasty food even less tasty.

This operation is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

There will always be eggshells in eggs, there will always be unsieved pebbles in rice, and there will always be a lot of salt in dishes.

No matter how bad the food tastes, he will eat it.

As long as I can make my mother feel like a happy gourmet, I will just swallow the lunch box no matter how bad it tastes.

After dinner, Sunwoo took off his shoes and walked into the living room and said, "I'm back."

Today's first chapter

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