Have a Meal Before You Go

Shoot!

You hear the rain announce the end of summer.

Cheolho put down the newspaper, over there. I looked out the window.

Summer comes chaotic, summer goes chaotic.

The rain sounds chaotic, but at the same time it sounds like a piano. A sonar that announces the beginning of a new chapter after one chapter ends.

Outside the window, there was a little yellow-haired girl and a green girl running around. Summer Elf Laurent and Spring Fairy Resha. The two girls were smiling brightly as if they were enjoying the rain falling from the sky.

A new friend seemed happy to wake up in the fall.

In the meantime, I see a white girl. A baby that looked about three or four years old loved rainy days the most.

Tangerine jumped outside for a long time and returned home. His whole body was soaking wet, but Choi Hyuk smiled as he looked so happy.

“Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa! Winter is coming! It's gonna snow! I've got eyes this big, Joe Kat. ”

Tangerine spread her arms wide. It is fair to see how desperately the face mentioned with the heel lifted.

Chulho shakes his head with a sad face.

“But this fall. It's only winter after the fall. ”

“...... ”

Tangerine was greatly disappointed for a moment.

“...... is that you? ”

“Is that so?"

“Jing Ja? ”

“That's right."

“Ha...... Giulkuna......”

The baby shaking his head with a big depressed face was cute, and Chulho lifted his tangerines and hugged him tightly.

Suddenly, I see a grass that is cherished with tangerines sprinkled in one hand.

“What's this? ”

Tangerine smiled and gave him the grass.

“Poor dog! ”

“Dog pools? ”

“Woof! It's a dog grass! ”

It was puppy grass, tangerine chattering with a smile in the bathroom.

“Loosening puppy grass. Work the bar. ”

Tangerine, who brought the puppy grass to my ears, closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound.

A moment later, Tangerine opened her eyes and said.

“Maneuver! Watch out!”

Perhaps he heard the voice of a puppy grass.

“Is that so?"

Chulho grinned.

.

Sunday!

Sunday is a surprisingly busy day.

Funnily enough, on a Sunday night there are a lot of people who drink. Together, we have a half-dead face. It's probably because of the pressure that Sunday night brings.

Sunday night.

The burden of Monday is almost upon the whole body.

“I don't want to work......”

“Yeah, I hate going to work. ”

Choi Jae-woo, a regular customer, was confronted with his successor and a glass of wine.

“By Monday, they'll be waiting for the weekend again. ”

After what she said, Choi Jae-woo nodded with a dark face.

“Of course.”

“Monday is the toughest. ”

The glasses meet again. Chulho closed his eyes and listened to them with a smile on his face.

Not one of them, not one of them.

Monday is more of a catastrophe. But in the meantime, Tangerine Bay was delighted with Monday indefinitely.

“Papa.”

“Yes.”

“What do you want? ”

“Yeah. Monday, right? ”

“Woof! I'm happy to pass! ”

Is it because it's the day I get my allowance? Oh, I wonder if it was the chocolate-chamber day?

That day, Tangerine turned around for a long time and fell asleep.

And the next morning.

I ran out very early in the morning.

* * *

Tangerine headed for the open space. There's no one there yet. Tangerine came faster than my friends. Tangerine smiled and picked up a branch.

Then I put a star on the ground, and I said to my armpit,

“Goodbye, Charlie. You see this? ”

[Yes, Summoner.]

“You have to follow this bus and pull it off. How are you?”

Tangerine carefully moved with a branch along the lines of the star picture. I looked at the tangerine with a smile on my arm.

When I was practicing like that, my grandfather appeared on the other side.

Grandfather showed up with the moon paper and sat down by the entrance to the vacant lot. It was a shabby outfit, but somehow it looks dull.

Tangerine ran as soon as she saw him.

“Boon to do! ”

Grandpa can't speak. Instead, I stroked the tangerine's head with an icy smile.

“Not just a bird! ”

Tangerine sat down in front of his grandfather.

After a while, my friends arrived. The entrance of the void was filled with children.

Grandfather took tools out of the paper with his proficient skills. You spread out a large piece of wood like a skull, placing a metal plate on top of it.

You smoke smoke on the other side. Burn briquettes and raise ladle when scorched.

The long ladle was filled with sugar. Place ladle on briquettes to melt sugar. Melt all with pleasant transparency and mix with a small teaspoon of soda.

“Ooh, ah! ”

Tangerine smiled brightly. The sugary liquid of the ladle suddenly swells up to bright brown. My grandfather put it on the metal plate well. Press once with a circular iron plate with a handle, and the bright brown lump of sugar spreads in a wide circle.

Put a metal rod on which the models are made twisted and pressed down.

Then the various shapes of the Dangona will be engraved.

[Run.]

[Ten cents a piece.]

[Remove the shape and one more.]

Dangona is just made. But after a while, it hardens.

Tangerine gave out a 10 cent coin. My grandfather gave me a well-made dalgona.

“Oh my gosh! ”

Tangerine got excited and picked it up and headed to the edge of the field.

First, I took the edge of the circle and put it in my mouth.

It is endlessly sweet and cheap. The underlying sweetness is completely different from chocolate. Tangerine closed her eyes and felt the sweetness.

Then I pulled out the hairpin. Tangerine's eyes became thin. It was clear that he was concentrating heavily.

The shape is, like, a leaf. Follow the sharp, leafy outline, gently tear out the tongue and carefully scratch it.

Tangerine licked the middle powder because she was afraid to throw it away. Sweet taste is the best.

As a result of pulling out the tongue and scraping hard. There is one last line left. A hard tip of a maple leaf. The thin and sharp part is the final gate that will break if you don't do it right.

Tangerine scratched gently, focusing more heavily than choosing one of the two new PickPickPickets.

Knock!

He's down!

By the way!

“Hak!”

On the ground!

“Don't! ”

Knock!

The leaf falls neatly to the floor. Look good, again! I was cut in half.

“Ah ah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! ”

Tangerine wrapped around her head and cried. And as I wept, I put the remaining pieces of sugar in my mouth.

Wrong.

Wrong again today!

Tangerine picked up a piece of maple leaf off the floor and placed it in her hand.

Lunch is almost ready. Tangerine went to Grandpa with a tear.

All my friends are going back to eat, and my grandfather is the only one who is making me a snack.

“Boon to do. This high.”

I saw the broken shape of my grandfather. And I looked at the tangerine with a glancing smile.

My grandfather, who was looking at tangerines, took out a maple leaf from his chest. A bank leaf, bitten in a very nice red color.

Grandpa gestured to Tangerine to wait and raised the ladle again.

This time there is twice as much sugar.

You sprinkle soda over the melted sugar and spill a large chunk. Without flattening the mass, place a wooden chopstick inside the block and gently press down to finish the shape.

I brushed the sugar on top of it and gave it to Tangerine, which was reasonably hard.

When you grab a chopstick, it's very tasty because it's a big lump.

It was a bread run.

Tangerine smiled brightly.

* * *

Cheolho, who was passing in front of the lunch court, suddenly felt a sweet smell.

Look up at the sky.

The clear and clear sky, without a single cloud, told me that autumn was coming. Starting today, the fall will slowly begin to fall. In a few months, the world will be in a very pretty color.

Is it the smell of falling foliage?

Cheolho's gaze returned, and he reached out to his grandfather on the other side.

“...... ”

I could feel Cheolho and Grandpa's gaze. Grandpa nodded, closing his eyes lightly.

Cheolho walks over there and settles down.

Darling.

I never thought I'd see this here. Chulho smiled and smelled its unique sugar scent.

As a child, I used to work diligently to extract the shape of the picture on Dangona.

There have been many different ways. I scratched and scratched the back of a plate with a needle in it, or licked it.

If you lick the back, the shaped part becomes thinner and easier to remove.

Somehow, when I smell it, I can smell the dirt.

When I was a kid, I ran to the playground when I finished elementary school early.

When I ran with my friends, I could smell the dirt on the playground as much as I could. Throw away your backpack and pantry pouch, and you'll get hungry if you run like hell.

In front of the school, there was always a grandfather who ran away. I sometimes saw a man selling chicks or a woman selling hamsters, but my grandfather ran away.

It was the best snack I ever had with a few hundred won coins in my pocket.

Chulho gave out a penny and bought one.

And I began to break it apart. No ability, no physical ability. It strips away the shape with the power of ordinary people.

Slowly, slowly.

If you eat a bite of the piece, your old thoughts are new. Perhaps, I miss those days.

Somehow it reminds me of my childhood.

The smell of wood on the bottom of the school tree back then.

A doodle full of wooden desks. Sculpting marks, the smell of chalk.

comic books and textbooks in drawers.

Notification. Pencil sound.

Poor foods, secretly sharing them in class.

It was only after the time of the labor that the rest of the time bell had been heard.

Feeding milk I didn't want to eat. A plate of Tteokbokki that my friends used to buy money for on the way home.

Maple trees were spread out from side to side on the way home.

It makes me think of all the things I've seen whirling around my pantry pouch.

When Chulho thinks of things like that, sometimes. I thought I wanted to go back at that time. If only we could go back to that day.

He opened his eyes and smiled.

“As expected, it's autumn. ”

He also nodded with a smiling face.

Now, Chulho wouldn't do that even if there was an opportunity to go back.

Sometimes I realize I'm an adult.

So.

I don't want to go back anymore.

I wanted to show my favorite child what I had seen. There is so much to show and so much to teach.

Cheolho showed his grandfather the shape of a neatly dropped leaf.

Grandfather nods and extends his hand to Chulho.

Chulho grabs his hand.

“I wish you well this fall. ”

He nods.

Raise your feet.

As I took a step, I turned around and saw the Spring Fairy and the Summer Fairy squatting in front of my grandfather. Cheolho turns his head, grinning, and insists on walking.

Autumn Nymph awakens.

< I also wish you well this fall. > End