Big Life

[Best Award]

Stupid Woman - Seo Gun-woo

The name Seo Gun Woo attracted Taejin's attention.

A name you'll never be familiar with. A name that will make your body flinch and react first. I didn't expect to see those three letters in the awards for literature my son participated in.

‘It's not a rare name. ’

Taejin sat down from the monitor because he felt bad. However, shortly after, he opened his eyes again and grabbed the mouse.

‘Did my son write my father's name? ’

Seo Gun Woo has a son. I was a writer a long time ago, but after making a mistake I couldn't turn back, I quit all my writing and became obsessed. Suddenly, I thought that was crazy.

The news included photos of the winners.

Taejin clicked on photographic news related to digital literature one by one and searched for a winner named Seogun Wu. Later, I found a picture of a young man in his 20s smiling brightly between his family and friends.

‘No. No, it can't be. ’

Taejin was relieved of his anxiety and decided to contact his youngest son. Myung Hun quickly received a phone call.

- Yes, Father.

“Well done.”

- …… Yes?

“Why didn't you tell me you lost? If I had told you earlier, the whole family could have gone to celebrate. ”

- But it's not even the best...

“Come in early. Dinner."

- Yes, sir.

As soon as I hung up the phone, Myung Seok, the eldest son, came in with a knock and a sound. The cover samples of the entire SF writer house, organized by the publisher, were filled with two hands.

“These are the samples I told you about this morning. ”

“Put it there. Did you know better? ”

“Yes? What do you know? ”

“Myung Hun participated in some digital literature award or something. ”

“No… I didn't know. ”

Myeong-seok scratched the back of his head and replied with an unconfident tone. Taejin's eyes did not miss the unnatural reaction.

“You won an award for excellence. ”

“The Prime Minister?”

“The title is said to be lonely in Seoul. ”

“Ah… yes. ”

“You knew. ”

Taejin opened his eyes.

The bright seats almost dropped the block of cover samples that were holding. He hurriedly shook his hands and replied to Taejin.

“I had no idea that I participated in digital literature awards. However, I knew that Myung Hun was writing a chapter called Seoul's Solitude. I've read it to you once for you to read. ”

“Did you finish reading it? ”

“Yes?”

“Myung Hun wrote this by his own strength. ”

“Well, of course. Father."

“Are you sure?”

Taejin asked as if he was resolved not to retreat easily. Myeong-seok clears his glasses and nods forcefully.

“Myung Hun wrote this by himself. Congratulations on winning an award. ”

“Got it. Get out of here. ”

Myeong-seok left the study. Taejin, who was left alone, looked at the window with a complex expression.

......

“It's a cold day. ”

“You're wearing a shirt, dumbass. ”

“I didn't know it was this cold. Give it to me. I got it. ”

“It's not heavy. ”

“Just give it to me. ”

Reconstruction lifted the basket away from Jae-in's hand. There was plenty of dinner in both hands. The main menu of the evening was Bossam.

“But I think I bought too much meat. ”

“I can eat it all. ”

It was a week after the Digital Literature Awards Ceremony.

The reconstruction and reincarnation of the two brothers were walking along a quiet path that had been bitten by autumn light.

“Have you decided on the cover? ”

“Well, I told her roughly what I wanted. They're pros. They'll pull it off. ”

“So when does the paper book come out? ”

“Wouldn't it be longer to come out in a month? ”

It was a conversation about "silly woman."

Only the best award-winning works of digital literature are made out of paper books. All the other winning works are made out of e-books and will only be featured in online markets.

“I've fulfilled my wish, my brother. I was so desperate to write a full length novel. ”

Reconstruction laughed instead of answering.

There was a reason why he was obsessed with paper books, even though he sometimes lost money. It's because of my aspirations as a writer. Rather than an electronic book that is intangible, the paper book that can be touched and opened is more empathetic.

But there was a bigger reason.

Reconstruction wanted to impress the old man.

Far from cell phones and computers.

He still buys paper books and reads them without having to go to a large bookstore or bookstore.

Such a father was hoping for the moment when he found his son's book in the new corner and was moved.

“Why did you buy so much meat? Who eats all this? ”

When I came home, my mother's name said the same thing. Reconstruction replied, placing the basket according to the sink.

“If you boil it today, cook it, bake it, and cook it with stew, it will soon disappear. ”

“Still, honey, how much is all this? I have to use it for you every time... ”

“Mom.”

The reconstruction rolls the sleeve up to the elbow and looks back at the sharp edges.

“Don't worry about money. My son is completely in place. You're worried that you've seen the market this much. ”

“Okay, okay. Just look at you, pretending you won the best prize, Jae-in. Are you going to win a Nobel Prize next year? ”

Jayne grins as she pretends to be absurd.

After clearing the basket, I reconstructed the horse while looking around the old house.

“Don't extend your rent. ”

“What?"

“Let's buy a house and move. ”

I thought about it a long time ago.

If I collect the necklace, I'll buy a house for my family and start moving.

It's not just one or two houses to repair. I lived in this old house for a long time, suffering from endless staircase noise.

“You gave me 30 million won before, plus the best prize and the best prize, and I'm guessing 230 million won, excluding taxes. I don't know if I'll make more money because it's a good tax concept. Anyway, this is the only way to buy a decent villa in this neighborhood. ”

“Rebuild……. ”

“No, come to think of it, the villa is not. Just wait one more year and let's go to a single-family house with a garden in a year's time. He likes to grow a garden for his mom, and since we live alone, there won't be any staircase noise. ”

The reconstruction line is stretching by itself.

Nam and Jae-in were naturally worried. It's because the reconstruction felt like whipping itself. The reconstruction was repeated several times, as if it had been engraved on his head.

“The money is still genres. Sooner or later, we're gonna get a new one, okay? Don't push the charter. I'm going to buy a house. ”

Beep beep, the front door opens with a sound. He blinks at his wife and two children who are gathered in the kitchen.

“Honey, reconstruction has been shopping for a place to raise kids for dinner. Get yourself cleaned up. ”

“I ate. ”

The stone takes off its cloak and heads into the room.

Reconstruction was smiling bitterly, looking at the microwave in the corner of the kitchen where there was nothing.

“He shouldn't have done that. I'll get her out of here. ”

The sharp elbow grazes at the rebuilding waist.

Jae-in placed a spacious award in the middle of the living room. A plate of deeply boiled meat, vegetable broth, and plates and glasses were all over the table. I washed it just in time, and the stone was coming out of the bathroom.

“Honey, come have a drink with your favorite stew. ”

“Enjoy it with you and the kids. ”

“Come on, sit down for a minute. The meat is so good! ”

The stone didn't even pretend to hear what the man said. I opened the refrigerator expressionlessly and took out the barley tea and placed it into the cup. As soon as he finished drinking his barley tea, he immediately turned to his room.

Right then.

“What's wrong with you? ”

After the reconstruction looked down on the table, Nazik said.

The stone slowly turns around, not trying to get into the room.

“What's wrong with you? You don't like your son enough to avoid dinner? ”

“I told you I ate, son. ”

“No, you must have finished work 30 minutes ago. Where do you eat in the meantime and walk home? Just be honest. I can't even eat with my son's face. ”

“This guy...?! ”

“Ash, rebuild. What's wrong with you? ”

Jayne's manners were useless.

Reconstruction stood up and looked at the stone.

“For the first time, I won a literature award. It's not that big of a deal, but I got both the best and the best. Can't you congratulate me as a son? You're a writer who doesn't like him, and you can't forgive him? ”

“Hah... yes, I understand. Congratulations."

As if the stone was exhausted, I turned around. The rebuilding walked and stopped the stone and was a horse.

“Do you know how much I've made already? I can move away from this old house. You still don't like it because you're a writer? You're starting to make good money. Your son is going to be great. ”

As soon as this happened, the stone turned red. But he shuts up after what almost happened several times. Then, without a word, I went through the reconstruction and entered the room and closed the door.

“Rebuild, come here. ”

Jae-in approaches and grabs the reconstructive arm. The man sighs, gazing at the planter in veranda without a word. I knew that one day it would clash like this.

“Thank you for your meal. ”

Reconstruction quickly finished without a word. The name and Jae-in alternated to suggest a drink, but not a sip. I can't write if I drink alcohol.

“I'll be going back. ”

“It's already 9: 00. Go back to sleep.”

“No, I have some writing to do. I'll come back later. Go to bed early. You, too.”

“I'll take you to the front. ”

Jain walks out in a cardigan.

A streetlight lights up the streets of darkness. Jae-in grips the arm of the reconstruction and walks side-by-side.

“My father is anxious. ”

“What.”

“I overheard you talking to her a while ago. He said," Wouldn't you rather learn about publishing? "”

“Why the publisher? ”

“If we're going to make it, we need to make it to Vivial Hill. It's safest to get a steady salary. That's how he lived his whole life as a worker. You understand.”

“I know. ”

Reconstruction responded in such a small voice that he couldn't even hear it from himself. I wonder if he still doesn't trust his son as a writer. Then the answer is...!

A taxi was passing by and the horn rang lightly.

Reconstruction woke up from thought and said to Jae-in, taking a taxi with one hand.

“I'm going to take a taxi to Seongbae Station and take the subway. ”

“Okay, be careful. Call me. ”

“Got it.”

The reconstruction in the back seat took out the phone and found the name of the sperm in the telephone department. After a short beep, Somi answers the phone.

- Oh, hi. Mr. Haejeon.

“Yes, Mr. Somi. Did you go home?”

- No, I have some finishing up to do today, so I think I'll have to stay late until 11: 00.

“You must be busy. I'll call you later. ”

No, no, no! You can talk now!

“I've rested enough, so I want to make my next move. ”

Reconstruction said, staring out the fast car window. Suddenly, Somi's lively voice returned.

- I love it, Writer! After the digital literature award, I was waiting without a word to say yet! I'll see you soon. I'll talk to the editor and then call you back.

“Very well, then. ”

- Yeah, you too, Ha-won!

At the same time as hanging up the phone, the reconstruction abandoned the longing for a paper book. I felt like my father had done enough. Leaning comfortably against the backrest, the reconstruction has recently begun to examine the biggest selling disadvantages of the genre.