Chapter 291 – 291. Three Mothers and Daughters (19) Daily Life – Lunch
At the time, Sooyeon was suppressing her moans and moving her hips as lewdly and obscenely as possible just for Seongjae’s sake.
Sumin and Jeongmi, who took care of their pussies with Kegel exercises, were finishing decorating the living room.
“But does this really work?”
Jeong-mi, who was attaching a ‘♀’ decoration with a circle pierced through a thick dick to the wall, asked.
Sumin, who had attached the so-called M-shaped decoration on the wall with her legs wide apart to the left and right, recalled the reaction of her husband, Seongjae, who had seen her before breakfast.
‘It’s absurd… You said it… But you said you could do whatever you want… Because if you see this kind of dirty stuff, you’ll think more like that…’
“Maybe…?”
Jeong-mi, who was picking up the decoration with her tongue sticking out between her wide open lips as if asking him to quickly bite her cock, looked at Sumin in silence after hearing an uncertain answer.
“…”
Sumin, who was grabbing her ass with both hands and trying to pick up her decoration exposing her anus and pussy, found her Jeongmi staring at her with her eyes filled with disbelief.
“What… Why? What. Since this is what Jihye said, it must be effective.”
When Sumin held up Jihye as a shield, Jeongmi, who looked distrustful, took the lewd decoration she was holding to the wall and muttered.
“That’s right… Ms. Jihye can’t say nonsense…”
Sumin said, looking at Jeongmi with dissatisfied eyes, who did not believe what she said, but changed her attitude as soon as she mentioned Jihye.
“You… Have been very rude these days. Would you like to receive training like the one Mina gave to Sena last time?”
Jeong-mi, who had just put up decorations on the wall, was tired of her provocation and said with a strange smile that she would inflict the worst abuse ever on her former master, who had become more and more cruel.
“If the lady says she will ‘educate’ me, I should accept it… But I, who have been ‘educated,’ may not be able to teach her how to cook because I am afraid to face her.”
Sumin, who was only trying to give a light warning, looked blankly at Jeongmi, who was threatening her with ‘cooking’.
Jeong-mi pretended not to notice Sumin’s gaze and picked up the decoration of her dick, which even included her scrotum.
‘If this continues, my authority may be shaken. You can always learn how to cook again… Or even from someone else, but if your authority falls…’
Sumin, who remembered that if she continued to behave like this, the order she had reversed might be restored, decided to educate Jeongmi even if it meant she would not be able to serve meals for a while and opened her mouth.
“I can’t do it. Let go of that…”
The moment Sumin, with a pretense of dignity on her face, was about to declare that she would educate her, Jeongmi cut her off.
“Ah. Miss. I think we need to prepare lunch soon, but seeing as the potty that was supposed to handle lunch hasn’t come out yet, I think we’ll have to do it ourselves. Since dinner is my turn anyway, would you like to take care of lunch?”
‘Uh? Do I have lunch too? Mokboji one more time? Yeah, yeah. Jeongmi education can be done after lunch. Oh, and if I teach you now, the master won’t be able to eat lunch on time…’
Sumin, looking at Jeong-mi who cut off her words, blinked and rationalized, decided to slightly postpone her plan to establish her authority by thoroughly educating Jeong-mi.
“We can’t postpone the master’s lunch. Let’s go quickly.”
After finishing his words, Sumin put down the lewd decorations he was holding in a small box and walked toward the kitchen.
Jeong-mi, who knew what Sumin would have said if he had not interrupted her, saw the ‘lady’ moving away, overlapping with the young ‘daughter’.
‘How. Nothing has changed since I was young. If you fall in love with something you like, you put off everything else.’
Jeong-mi, with a gentle smile recalling the memories of Sumin before she became estranged from him after learning the truth about her lasciviousness, followed the ‘lady’ into the kitchen.
“Miss. What will you prepare for lunch?”
Sumin, who was looking into the wide open refrigerator with her arms crossed, tilted her head and answered Jeongmi’s question.
“Well… I don’t want to overlap with breakfast and last night’s dinner…”
Jeong-mi, who secretly sighed when she saw Sumin in distress after doing something that was perfect for hitting her in the back, took out a chunk of her pork belly from her meat compartment and said,
“Then let’s make bossam.”
Sumin asked as she watched Jeongmi taking out vegetables for boiling bossam after her piece of meat.
“Just that one? “If it’s bossam, shouldn’t there be makguksu?”
She took out all the necessary ingredients and was about to close her refrigerator when Jeongmi answered Sumin’s question by pointing to where her room-temperature ingredients were gathered.
“The only noodles available are ramen, somen, and pasta noodles. Would you like some bibim noodles?”
Sumin shook her head and said, recalling the bibim noodles that tasted completely different from the Makguksu she had imagined.
“Oh, no. Something… Um… Seems a bit different. But shouldn’t we prepare something other than bossam? “What can I say about bossam… It’s simple.”
“Haa…”
Jeong-mi sighed as she put her green onions on the cutting board after hearing such a ridiculous statement coming from the mouth of Sumin, who had been cooking properly for less than a month.
“First, I prepare for Bossam and then think about other things. First, green onions. Let’s cut it.”
Sumin was slightly offended upon hearing her deep sigh, but she grabbed her knife, thinking that since Bossam would need to be boiled for a long time anyway, she could boil it first and then prepare something else.
-Tong… Tong…
Sumin cut the long, thick green onion into pieces of appropriate size and cut the rolling onion in half before Jeongmi could say anything.
“Now just add all this and boil it, and you’re done, right?”
When she saw Sumin talking excitedly, she took out another ingredient that Jeongmi had not brought out yet.
“Yes. I also added soybean paste, pepper, bay leaves, and cooking wine.”
“Know. “I tried to take it out.”
Sumin said with a pout as she looked at the ingredients hanging out in front of her, and started boiling bossam according to Jeongmi’s words.
“After. Good. Now, what other foods are good? “Because there is pork, hmm…”
Jeong-mi, who swallowed her sigh when she saw Sumin muttering as she turned away from her pot and approached the refrigerator, said as she approached the kimchi refrigerator.
“I’m not finished preparing bossam yet.”
Sumin, who was just opening the refrigerator, heard Jeongmi’s voice and turned around, frowning.
“To? It’s over. It’s boiling over there. “If you take the kimchi out of there… You mean I have to cut the kimchi too?”
“Of course you have to use kimchi, but think about what went on the table when I made bossam.”
“When you did it? Um…”
Sumin frowned and thought about the table where Jeongmi often cooked bossam, but she couldn’t think of anything else other than how luxurious it was.
“I don’t know… But there was a lot more than just bossam. There was also stew, yes. Let’s make stew.”
Looking at Sumin, who couldn’t remember what she needed to remember and only remembered strange things, Jeongmi shook her head and took out a container of kimchi from deep inside the kimchi refrigerator.
“Ha… Okay. “I’ll cut it and do it.”
Sumin, who understood Jeongmi’s action to mean cutting her kimchi first, sighed and approached the cutting board.
Jeong-mi looked at Sumin in front of the cutting board and shook her head.
“No. It’s not there. “Go to the sink.”
After hearing the instructions, Sumin tilted her head as if she couldn’t understand.
“Ah? Why?”
Jeong-mi went to Sumin’s side with the kimchi container and opened the lid of the plastic container for the kimchi refrigerator.
The moment the lid was opened, a sour scent hit Sumin’s nose. Embarrassed by the unexpected smell, Sumin took a step back and shouted.
“Huh?! What, what?!”
“Ha… It’s old paper. “Don’t you remember that when I served grilled pork belly, pork neck, or bossam, I always served seasoned kimchi along with it?”
“Uh? I don’t remember eating anything like that? There was only white kimchi and kimchi.”
Jeong-mi, who heard Sumin’s answer and felt that she was losing her mind, pressed her forehead and said.
“I’ve never served white kimchi before.”
“To? There was definitely white cabbage kimchi. It’s a white kimchi, that’s it. “I don’t remember everything, but I remember this.”
Jeong-mi looked at Sumin, who looked like she couldn’t understand anything, and let out a long breath as she explained.
“Huh… That white cabbage kimchi is not white kimchi, it’s seasoned aged kimchi. It is made by washing this old paper with water and seasoning it with seasoning. It must have tasted different from white kimchi…”
When Sumin found out the identity of Kimchi, which she thought was Baek Kimchi, she said,
“No, then you washed the kimchi in water and ate it? At this age?”
After listening to Sumin’s words, Jeongmi couldn’t figure out where to start and how to explain, so she eventually gave up on her explanation.
“Ha… That’s just how you know it. There is a thing called aged kimchi seasoned. It is made by washing aged paper in water, squeezing out the moisture, and mixing it with garlic, perilla oil, and sesame seeds. Know this and try it. Right away.”
Sumin, who flinched after hearing Jeongmi’s firm words, pouted her lips and took out the old paper and washed it in water.
“No… It’s not a child. Why are you washing this in water and eating it… Aren’t you kidding me? It doesn’t make sense…”
“Stop babbling and wash up quickly. After doing that, I have to season the chives.”
