Chapter 239 – The Twins Make Love.
“Dad will go to the studio for a while. Go in first.”
The rich man arrived home safely.
Minho decided to vacate the house for a while as his wife said.
“Huh!”
A son who does not know anything and answers cheerfully.
Minho, who knew what kind of future awaited his son, smiled bitterly.
What. Because I’m also very upset.
Looking back at his childhood as a little kid, he had a lot of memories of being beaten by her mother so that her butt was set on fire.
Minho, who thought it would be the right time to write an article, passed the garden, and Seho entered the house by entering the password.
“…Are you here?”
Unlike when he was talking to Sujin a moment ago, his voice was cold and subdued.
Seho had a hunch that he would miss the time he had with his father a moment ago.
“Yes.”
“Get down on your knees and sit down.”
The mother sitting on the sofa had a face like a witch.
“From now on, how I explained to Sujin about the stickers, she tells her mother everything without leaving out one. Lee Se-ho.”
Since Na-eun has full authority over education, Na-eun thought that it was sometimes necessary to strongly criticize the children.
In fact, it didn’t matter much if I didn’t study.
Only 10 years old He wasn’t even a middle school or high school student, so I had no intention of pushing him that far.
However, Naeun’s view of education is that raising a correct and polite child is very important.
“Didn’t you say anything?”
“Is that a detailed explanation?”
-Gulp
Saliva ran down Seho’s neck.
Since he wasn’t conscious of it that much, Seho rummaged through his memory and chewed on what he had said.
“At that time, after being scolded by her mother, she told Sujin that she would not give stickers anymore, and that was wrong.”
“The reason is.”
“Yes?”
“How did you explain why?”
“That’s it…”
Did I tell Sujin the reason?
He was Seho, whom I can’t quite remember talking about in detail.
“I don’t think there is…”
-Bang!
Naeun hit the table in front of the sofa with her palm.
“That makes sense!”
Seho closes his eyes.
“What will Sujin think if I don’t say that? Uh?”
Na-eun felt her blood pressure go up at her son’s answer.
What would she think of the child if she were told that it was wrong?
It is not desirable to give people their numbers with stickers, and I told them to tell me honestly that it was good, but my son was blown away and only said what he wanted to say.
“Sorry…”
Just as his father said, Seho immediately apologized.
“No. It’s Seho. Do you know what’s wrong?”
“Didn’t you tell me why?”
Seho repeats his mother’s words.
“Okay. If you don’t say it, not only Sujin but other people will never know what you’re thinking. Okay?”
“You have to explain step by step so that others can understand.”
“My mother misunderstands me, Sujin misunderstands me, and Sujin’s auntie is bothered for nothing. Then it is done. Can’t you?”
“I can’t…”
A voice that sounds like crawling.
“And when Sujin is upset and crying, the first thing to do is to comfort her. It’s Seho.”
This was a story about manners, regardless of right or wrong.
“First of all, do what you can and find an adult. Got it.”
“Yes…”
“Soo-jin is upset and crying because of you, but what if she leaves her child alone and leaves?”
Ha… Do you really have to explain these things to know? The boys.
“Because I don’t know what to do…”
Seho, who was afraid of his mother yelling at her, trembled.
“Your mom and dad always hug you when you’re having a hard time or when you cry. Huh?”
“Yes…”
“At times like that, I just comfort her, give her a hug, and ask what upsets her. It’s Seho.”
Right now, it was just children’s play, but in the distant future, when Se-ho falls in love, this habit will be of great help.
“Whoa… I know that because I’m going to buy stickers with my mom tomorrow.”
“Yes…”
“What should I say to Sujin while giving the sticker?”
Naeun, who could no longer trust Seho, thoroughly checked until the end.
“I’m sorry… They say they’re giving me stickers… I have to tell them that I like you the best. And explain why I did it.”
“Wake up.”
Perhaps because he had been kneeling for a long time, Seho could feel his legs getting brittle.
“Come on.”
Na Na, who still had a distraught expression, opened her arms.
Seho rushed to Naeun’s arms and embraced her.
“It’s Seho.”
Naeun stroking Seho’s back.
Tears welled up in Seho’s eyes as his mother spoke again in a soft voice after being scolded.
“Yes.”
“From now on, it won’t happen again. Got it?”
Naeun’s heart was never good, even though she insisted on it with harsh words.
Seho must have been surprised or hurt because he had never seen him get down on his knees and get angry like this.
“Huh…”
Hats and hats sat on the sofa hugging each other for a long time.
* * *
-Bang
The sound of the front door closing.
Upon entering the house, what caught Minho’s eyes was his wife and her son sleeping in her arms.
“What. He said he was going to get very angry, but they seem to be getting along better than I thought.”
“What do you say? It’s already been done.”
“First, the child needs to sleep in the bed.”
As Naeun gently shook Seho’s shoulders, Seho looked up at his mother with a mischievous look.
“It’s Seho. Let’s go to your room and sleep.”
When Min-ho lifted his son away from Na-eun, Se-ho, in a drowsy state, was led up to the second floor by his father’s hand.
“You must be tired, but get a good night’s sleep.”
Minho checked that his son was lying down and put the blanket up all the way.
Judging from the traces of tears still left, it must have tasted quite spicy.
When I went back down to the first floor, her wife was slumped on her sofa, apparently exhausted.
“Great job. Do you eat the kids? Shall I scold you?”
Naeun spreads her arms instead of answering.
This time it was her turn to be comforted.
Minho, whose wife looked so cute, lifted up Naeun just like Seho did a moment ago.
“Shall we go to the living room?”
“Can I go on like that?”
Naeun was not a small child like Seho.
“No. How long does it take?”
To be honest, it was a bit heavy, but Minho managed to reach the bed in her bedroom while holding Naeun in his arms.
A couple lying in bed side by side.
For both of them, today was a pretty tough day.
“Hey… Parenting is hard…”
Minho closed his eyes and let out a sigh.
“This is because of my brother.”
Na Na twists her body and scratches Minho’s chest with her fingers.
“You blamed me for meeting you. If Seho gets into trouble.”
Minho caressed his wife’s cheek with a slightly unfair face.
“I mean, I was very quiet when I was young.”
Is that why?
Sehwa has shown her calm and calm side ever since she was a baby.
Even when she went to daycare or kindergarten and talked to her teacher, Naeun always heard that the child was too calm.
“So you should have given that quiet corner to half of the kids.”
I think it would be a golden balance if just two of them were mixed in half.
“It’s because of my brother’s sperm.”
“You just hate me.”
Because of her husband, Minho raised the white flag.
“Ah… But really, every time I come across this situation, I feel like my lifespan is getting shorter.”
“They haven’t even started going through puberty yet, so what should I do? We.”
Although there was quite a bit of time left until the mid-teens, when puberty came, the thing I was worried about was that I was worried.
“If I really upset even Sehwa, I might fall ill.”
She was Na Na-eun, who was mentally prepared to some extent for Se-ho, but she seemed like she couldn’t handle it at all if Se-hwa went astray.
“What. We have to learn how to do it well. What can I do?”
“My real oppa will always laugh like a mirror across the river like that.”
Her husband was always like this.
Should I say I’m overly optimistic or should I say I’m a comfortable person?
“We can’t tell you everything one by one.”
In fact, Minho himself was like that.
No matter how much adults told me to do this or that, there were things I didn’t know until I experienced it, and there were so many things I came to know naturally as I got older.
“Both of them are basically nice, so I’m sure they’ll grow up well.”
It wasn’t wrong, but Naeun thought that it wasn’t a word that would solve the problems in front of her nose.
“In case someone isn’t a novel writer, all you have to do is say something like that, right? Very just.”
“No. Really? Are you taking this as such?”
“I don’t know. Did my brother go to a parent meeting alone? Then.”
A couple who ended up exhausted from exhaustion after arguing and fell asleep hugging each other.
And indeed, the two had to visit the school in the not-too-distant future.
