A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 596



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Chapter 596 of The Son-in-Law of Jegal Se and a Bowl of Jjajang

day

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A strange phenomenon in which the mind and body are separated.

This was a phenomenon I experienced at night.

He clearly claimed to be a gentleman, but there was a part of his body that just wouldn’t listen to him.

Well, that part was understandable.

Anyone who had to sleep with such a beauty would naturally react in that way.

However, with superhuman patience, I managed to fall asleep, and when I opened my eyes in the morning, I felt the warm body temperature of Cheonhwa in my arms.

My arms were filled with a softness that seemed to contain all the warmth in the world.

As I brought my nose to the back of Cheonhwa’s head, which was sparkling in the sunlight streaming in through the crack in the window without my knowledge, a fragrant body scent tickled the tip of my nose, even though it was not an era when there was shampoo.

Even after waking up from sleep.

‘No, what kind of body is made of flowers? No, in the Central Plains, they used to raise palace maids by feeding them only fruits and flowers. Could that be it?’

There was a joke that in a previous life, even a beautiful woman’s sweat would smell good, but I never thought it would be true.

If the Internet existed in this era, I would have wanted to tell this to those who would become my future Mosul comrades as my last act of camaraderie.

They say that a beautiful woman smells good too.

Because this was a truly shocking discovery.

It was when I was so immersed in the sweet scent that I thought I would get drunk.

The morning sunlight and the sound of Shivi’s voice flowed in through the crack in the door.

“Your Majesty, have you been coughing?”

It was clear that he had brought something like breakfast or water to wash his face with.

Yesterday, I woke up at night and when the next morning came, the servants had come with something like that.

“Confucius?”

I heard the voices of the sages over and over again, but I couldn’t answer.

I was awake so I had to answer, but I was hesitant.

I couldn’t answer right away because I couldn’t check whether Cheonhwa had woken up or not.

This happy time is also enjoyable.

‘Are you still sleeping?’

“I’m awake.”

While checking on Cheonhwa to see if she was awake or not, his heart flutters in surprise at the sound of Cheonhwa’s voice.

I was startled by Cheonhwa’s voice, which sounded like it was poisoned, and answered.

“Awake, are you awake?”

“okay.”

A short answer from Cheonhwa, who is not familiar with the Chinese language.

It was a truly charming way of speaking.

Judging from the way my mother, aunt, Biyeon, and other maids spoke yesterday, it seemed like Confucianism was the norm in our society, so it seemed like honorifics were the norm, but when Cheonhwa alone spoke informally, it felt friendly and charming.

‘I think it would be nice if you cursed at me instead of speaking informally.’

The appearance of a wife who looks pretty no matter what she does.

After giving Cheonhwa a big hug and getting up, Cheonhwa got up following me.

Then, her cool back, which I had glimpsed in the light of the lamp in the darkness yesterday, came into view.

Since the traditional Chinese underwear only covered the front and had strings in the back, the back of the Cheonhwa gave my eyes a very refreshing feeling.

‘We need to become close friends quickly…’

Seeing that made me think that I should quickly increase my intimacy level.

The friend who didn’t listen to me last night seemed even more upset this morning.

First, as I was calming down to calm down as much as possible, Cheonhwa got up from her seat, glanced at me, and started to put on her clothes while slightly touching her ears.

“I’m awake, so come in.”

As Cheonhwa finished putting on her clothes and shouted outside, the servants came in and her aunt followed her.

Aunt Sogyo came inside with servants, wash water, and food.

“Did you all sleep well?”

“Yes, Aunt. Did you have a peaceful night?”

“Hehehe… Okay. Okay, let’s wash up and eat breakfast together.”

“Yes, Aunt. What about your mother?”

“Oh, Eun-jang, no, my sister will be here in a bit.”

“Oh, I see.”

Since the water for washing is quickly prepared on the table, you can wash your face and get dressed, and the meal is ready right away.

Warm dumplings, soup, and stir-fried vegetables were quickly served on the table.

And only after the meal was served did my mother come into my room.

“Mother, did you sleep well last night?”

“Yeah, Cheongun, did you sleep well too?”

“Yes, Mother.”

My family consisted entirely of my aunt and mother, so now the whole family was gathered together.

“Then, let’s eat breakfast.”

So the whole family sat down and started eating breakfast right away, but something strange was revealed as they were eating.

Strangely, no one else ate much food except me.

For my mother, my aunt, and Cheonhwa, half a dumpling and a few sips of soup were all they had for a meal.

‘Do people in this day and age eat the news? Or do they all have no appetite?’

As I was feeling strange about the behavior of the three of them just picking at the food, I heard the voice of Aunt Sogyo.

“By the way, how was your night last night?”

Aunt Cheonhwa looks back and forth between me and Cheonhwa, smiling slightly dangerously.

My aunt also seemed to have expected that we would make new history last night.

“···.”

“We slept well too.”

Cheonhwa flinches and cannot say anything in response to her aunt’s question.

I quickly replied that we slept well too, but my aunt tilted her head towards Cheonhwa.

It was clear that he thought Cheonhwa’s reaction was strange.

A thought that passes by at that moment.

‘Wait a minute. I thought this was the first night, but if they catch me sleeping, I’ll get in trouble with the adults, right?’

Why is it that in the past, in historical dramas or fairy tales, if a daughter-in-law got married and couldn’t have children or the husband lacked confidence and avoided his wife, didn’t the poor daughter-in-law get scolded instead of the husband?

I said this to quickly turn my gaze away from my aunt’s reaction.

Our Cheonhwa is so fragile, what if she gets hurt in her heart?

“Auntie, I would like to make a delicious meal for dinner. Can I ask the maids to prepare the ingredients?”

Since you didn’t feel refreshed in the morning, I’m going to make the dish I promised Cheonhwa last night for dinner.

“Hey, cooking? You remember cooking?”

“Yes? Yes. Strangely enough.”

At the words that she would cook for me, Cheonhwa, her mother, and her aunt exchanged glances.

After a brief exchange of glances, when Cheonhwa nodded slightly, the aunt finally answered.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Then what kind of ingredients should I prepare?”

The three of them were acting a bit strange, but it seemed strange that they had lost their memories but only remembered cooking.

I felt like I was looking at Cheonhwa, worried about my body that had just gotten out of bed.

And Cheonhwa’s actions were probably a nod to me, meaning that after sleeping together, I might be able to cook.

‘I feel a little uneasy. Is this because I lost my memory? Of course.’

I quickly erased the discomfort that was rising in my chest and spoke about the materials that came to mind.

When I heard that Cheonhwa came from Xinjiang, I really wanted to make this dish for her.

“Please prepare several large cinnamon fish, lamb, pork fat, soybean milk, ginger, star anise, fragrant herbs, spices, sesame seeds, sugar, Shaoxing wine, and pepper.”

“Tang? Are you talking about sand sugar? And Shaoxing wine?”

‘Oh, I guess the names are different because the times are different?’

The names of sugar and Shaoxing liquor sound different from what I expected.

I searched my head and thought about what they called it in this era.

‘I don’t know about sugar, so I guess I can just say it’s sweet. What was the original name of Shaoxing wine? Shaoxing wine, Shaoxing Hwangju! Oh, that’s right, Wolju!’

Let’s briefly recall the history of Shaoxing liquor. The name of Shaoxing liquor from the Tang and Song Dynasties comes to mind: Yueju.

I corrected the ingredients again and explained them to my aunt.

“Yes, Tang refers to that sweet thing, and Shaoxing wine refers to the moon wine.”

“Ah, the shrine and the moon. Okay.”

After I told her what ingredients I needed, my aunt ordered the servants standing outside to prepare them. After the meal was over, my aunt and mother left the room, so I took Cheonhwa out of the room.

-Whew.

As I stepped outside, a cool breeze began to blow.

I came out for the first time after lying down for so long, and I thought my family was a moderately wealthy family, but I realized that it wasn’t such a poor family.

It was because the view from our house was better than I expected.

It was a very cool place built on top of a rocky cliff above our house.

‘Wow… What is it?’

After staring blankly at the scenery in front of my place for a while, I came to my senses and turned my head to see Cheonhwa standing one step behind me.

He walked up to Cheonhwa, who was following me, and held her hand tightly.

“Madam, isn’t the sea beautiful?”

And while asking Cheonhwa about the scenery, I unconsciously looked at the other hand, not the one holding Cheonhwa.

It was an empty space, but strangely enough, I felt like I needed to be holding someone’s hand with my other hand.

‘what?’

-Thump thump.

Hearts beating at the same time.

My heart didn’t beat this fast when I held Cheonhwa last night, so it was strange that my heart started racing at the thought of my empty hands.

“Okay, good.”

At that moment, Cheonhwa’s voice was heard.

Then the heartbeat starts to subside.

Thinking that it was because his body had not fully recovered yet, he held Cheonhwa’s hand tightly.

***

It was when the sun was rising and setting in the middle of the sky.

As Cheonma was staring blankly at Cheongun, who was sleeping with his legs crossed in the pavilion, he heard the sound of Oksogyo’s bell ringing in his ears.

[Sunghwa, I didn’t hear from you this morning. How was your night last night? Did you have a great time?]

Perhaps he had been watching from the grass, and when Cheongwoon fell asleep, he remembered what had happened last night.

Cheonma, who was trying to brush Cheongun’s hair back with a slight movement of his hand, quickly touched Cheongun’s acupuncture point and relayed it to Okso-gyo.

[Oxo-kyo, come here. I have touched his blood transfusion.]

So, let’s take the blood transfusion of Cheongun and call Oksogyo. Oksogyo quickly jumped out of the grass and knelt down in front of the pavilion and asked.

“Did you call? Holy Spirit?”

“okay.”

“Why did you call me?”

At that question, Cheonma turned his gaze to Cheongun’s face and answered with slightly reddened ears.

“How long does it take for people to become close?”

“yes?”

Ok So-gyo blinks in confusion at the question he doesn’t understand.

Cheonma explained with his reddened ears.

“Oh, he didn’t hug me yesterday.”

“Huh!? Huh, why!? No way!? Is it because of the appearance of a Westerner? Does the memory of the other concubine, the child of the Zhuge family, disappear, and she feels awkward with Westerners? Or is it because her body hasn’t fully recovered?”

Ok So-gyo’s question, surprised by Cheong-un’s words that he didn’t hug Cheon-ma last night.

Apparently, the day before the battle, he had told Ok So-gyo that he felt that Cheon Ma was beautiful, but he seemed to be worried that it might have disappeared along with the memory of the child of the Zhuge family who had a similar appearance to a Westerner.

But perhaps that wasn’t the case.

The feeling of being thought of as beautiful was even stronger now, and more than anything, because I had been stabbed repeatedly yesterday.

And it was because his intention was not to reject or refuse, but rather to endure.

“No, that’s not it.”

“then?”

“He said we need some time to get to know each other. We don’t know each other very well. He thinks I’ve only been married for a short time.”

“Oh, so that’s what you were asking?”

“Yes.”

“It’s a period of getting to know each other···.”

Cheonma continued his explanation in a slightly embarrassed voice at the sight of Okso-gyo lost in thought.

“They say it takes three months to know if someone is a good person. But isn’t that a long time?”

“Three months?”

“Yeah, three months.”

Ok So-gyo answered with a smile on her face as Cheon Ma looked at the sea for no reason.

“That’s definitely true. But the period of time it takes to become close varies from person to person.”

“Is it different!?”

Ok So-gyo hurriedly covered his face, unable to bear the sight of Cheon-ma rejoicing at the words that each person is different.

Okso-gyo quickly suppressed his laughter and continued speaking to Cheonma.

“It could take several years depending on the person…”

“How many years!?”

“It could be just one day.”

“!”

Cheonma thought that one day would be better than several years.