Life, Once Again!

* * *

“…… Whew. ”

At 6: 00 a.m., the floor gets out of the living room dressed as Juju Island. Time for everyone to sleep. It was a floor that opened the door as quietly as possible and came out.

“Summer is summer. ”

It's only sunrise at 6: 00. The heat left behind by the tropical bay is still early in the morning. Expected fresh air and breathed as much as I could, but not that cool.

The moon has changed, August. The summer vacation started, and the migration started. I felt that time was fast, and the floor was shaved off my feet.

It was my father who went out to work to welcome me back home with a circle around the park in the neighborhood.

“Are you running away? ”

“Yes, it's a little hot out there. ”

“It's gonna be hot. It's the middle of the summer. Your mom's still sleeping, so shut up. ”

“Yes, goodbye. ”

“Yes, I'll be back. Take care of yourself.”

"Yes."

After escorting my father to the living room, the floor swallowed a cup of water in a heartbeat. I saw a picture of my family hanging in the living room as I lowered my head. A rectangular frame hanging on the wall. The father holding two nosebleeds had no white hair. Suddenly, I remembered my father's hair that I had just seen. White hair caught my eye.

"You must be getting old..." Shouldn't have been an accident. ’

I wish I could fully understand what kind of immortality will occur to my family in the future, but nothing comes to mind because I have a vague memory. The only thing I can think about is my brother getting a divorce.

‘Does saving a person's life also have a great impact on the future? ’

Memories that make life easier. Lottery number, listed company, investment plan, development area, etc. Those things disappeared so cleanly that I didn't even think of them. The gods erased those memories because of the individual's impact on society.

Likewise, I did not know what would happen to my family later. The flow of capital and the lives of people. God has given these two equal values.

"The compassionate God. ’

I wish I could care more and create a more equal society. Then, no one would give up their life because of the difficulty of eating.

While in the shower, the floor chewed up the thrown vase, shaking its head to the left and to the right. It is because the branches of thought stretched endlessly and reached an unreasonable place, "Why was God born?"

God's work.

I did what I had to do.

A man who worries about the path of the Almighty. How funny that is.

As usual, I prepared breakfast and woke my mother up. My mother quit her side work because of wrist pain. I said I could rest for a few days and then do it again, but my father stopped me. The floor also stopped me from joining my father.

“More sleep. I can do breakfast.”

My mother opened her eyes and grabbed a spoon. She keeps saying the same thing for a few days, but she never wakes up in the morning. After quitting her side work, she became more blood-colored. I'm relieved that you're about to go out for exercise.

“Don't worry, just eat. What about the wrist?”

“It's okay now. I don't know what your father, or you, or any of the men have to worry about. ”

She smiles as if she's grateful to you for your concern while mumbling.

“I'll get back to work. Rest."

“Yeah. Watch the car. ”

“Yes.”

The floor presses on the hat and comes out. As soon as the vacation started, I saved the gas station part time. I was just looking for a short-term part-time job, so I was able to work quickly. The hourly rate was 2800 won. He was the boss who took care of a lot.

My aunt greets me when I step on my bike and get to the gas station.

“Here's the floor. Have some seaweed cold soup. ”

“Yes.”

As soon as I drank the frozen ice frozen soup, I put on my boiled work clothes and started shooting.

A gas station on the sixth lane. This is a place where daily sales vary depending on how good visitors are. The floor takes a towel in one hand and goes outside the gas station, blinking and waving to the cars moving.

“Ms. Grant! Here's the corner volatile! Come and get my glass flakes! Come here!”

Did you see the hand waving like a balloon doll? A car that was about to enter the gas station next door is coming to the gas station on the floor.

“Oh, my gosh. That's too much.”

At the gas station next door, the employee in the blue uniform raised his head tightly. I'm not saying it's annoying.

“I'm sorry!”

“Leave your business there and come here. That's 2800 hours, right? We'll give you an extra 100 won. ”

“I have a moral high ground. Can you do that? I'll be there next winter break. ”

“Draw.”

It was a blue uniform that was swinging around with the gloves on its back. The reason the floor is so public that the two gas station presidents do not oppose it is simple.

Under the red gas station where the floor works, it says "Brother Gas Station" right where the corporate mark is located. The boss over here and the boss over there. He is a brother.

“Welcome!”

Earlier in August, cars started pouring in early in the morning because of the vacant season. The shooting without rest does not diminish the long cars.

* * *

“Eat your food! ”

The boss gestured. I took a brief shift with Alba to work this afternoon and went up to the second floor of the office.

Two employees, the boss and the aunt. I sit at a small dining table and talk about it for a while.

“The floor is a business quality. It's not normal. ”

One of the employees pointed at the floor and said, Smiles bloom from the face of the boss.

“Sales have gone up. ”

“It's Vacation season. Is it because of me? ”

“Look how modest you are. Sung, there aren't any naughty children these days. ”

The floor smiles fabulously at the compliment.

“Maru, do you want to wash the bus? ”

“Car wash?”

“My old man quit. I'm gonna ask you for a minute. What do you think? Do you want to try?”

“I'd love to. I could use some tips. ”

Large washers wash both front and rear, but the finishing touches. It's definitely hard to wash a large car, but you can also get tips if you keep up with the knights.

“You'll do well because the kid is gone. But how long did I tell you? ”

“The vacation is until the 24th, so I should quit before then. I'll tell you a week ago. You have to save people. ”

“Hiya. This floor looks like he's done some social work. ”

“I can see that.”

The floor was filled with rice cakes from two employees. The heat rushed down my throat.

An empty floor rises from its seat.

“I'll take a shift. ”

“Let's take a break. ”

“I've rested long enough. You can't trick people into getting paid. ”

“With him. Floor, take this. Ice water. Just get to the wash station. ”

It was a floor leading to the washing cabin with a small bottle of Pat from the boss.

* * *

At 5 p.m., I took off my work clothes, listening to the boss tell me to come inside.

‘That's a lot of money. ’

I took out five thousand won and ten thousand won from the inside of my work clothes and put them in my pants pocket. Tips from the bus drivers for being good at his job. In the middle, if you add up to 20,000 won from the truck driver, you get more than 50,000 won in tips a day. It was more than just a party.

“You have to go home, right?”

“Yes.”

“Maruya, what do you have for dinner? ”

“Not really. ”

“Then wait a little longer and go to dinner. I'm going to buy a oyster and bake it. ”

“May I join you? ”

“Sure, sure. ”

I was quite fond of oysters, so I decided to wait a bit. It was time to sit on the office couch and take out my phone. I saw a magazine about bikes on the table.

Bicycle life? ’

It was a floor that I remember as a few domestic bike magazines. I caught a magazine out of ignorance and handed it over. From the first chapter on mountain biking, MTB bicycle parts were introduced.

“You like your bike, don't you? ”

“Me? No. A bicycle in this body. ”

The boss said that, and slapped the belly.

“Oh, is this what the other brothers see? ”

“No…… ”

For some reason, he was a blurry boss.

The boss, who was making the settlement, walked to the couch with a bitter smile. Then he opened the drawer under the table and pulled out a stack of bike-related magazines.

Magazines that haven't even been peeled off the vinyl are on the table.

“My son seems to like it. ”

“Yourself?”

“Yes. I think you like bikes quite a bit, but I don't know exactly what you like. So I bought it to study, but I'll see what I can do. So this is how it got piled up. ”

The floor heard a little dusty bicycle magazine. It was an overseas magazine. It was written in bulky English from the cover. This much would have cost a lot of money to buy.

“Oh. How did this happen? ”

“Is there a problem? ”

“… No. I'm not gonna hold you back and say anything. Never mind. ”

The boss put the magazine back together.

A father who wants to study to understand his son.

“He's a great father. ”

His expression was slightly stiff. Shake your head at the same time.

“I'm not that good of a father. ”

“With this much effort, you seem like a good enough father. ”

“…… You sound like my age with one child. I've felt it before, but it really doesn't look that age. ”

“I'm a little old. ”

“Haha, you. ”

“I don't know what's going on, but maybe you should talk to your son. I think everyone would like a father who works this hard. ”

“I hope so. But I haven't spoken to my son in quite some time, so I don't know what to say. ”

“Somewhat……. ”

“It's been two years. ”

“Two years?"

“He's a terrible father. I should have cared. ”

The boss, who was leaving, sat back on the couch. You take off your sweaty baseball cap and sweep your wet hair up with your hands. The floor was not like Namil because of Father's worries and appearance that could be seen everywhere.

“You followed me well as a child. I played a lot of games with him. But when something went wrong, I wished for him. I have a eldest daughter who is 29 this year. She's pretty. He's about your age. You said you were in high school, right? ”

“Yes, but your son was late. ”

“I'm late. I was a cute kid who followed my older sister a lot... Phew. Why am I saying this? I'm sorry I said that. ”

The boss got up and said, "I'm a do-er. Talk to the kid.” I said small.

"There's an adult listening. Please let me know if you're confused. Instead, you will be charged separately."

"Shit. Horses are liquidated oils. You're gonna be great."

You can only do it well. You've done it for over a decade. The floor smiled lightly and drank the tea given by the boss.

"But the floor."

"Yes?"

"You're smart, so you'll be good at studying. Shouldn't you have studied instead of working on vacation? That could be more useful to life."

He said with a slightly worried look in his eyes.

The floor scratches its head.

"My head is not the head of the study. I've done more than halfway there, but it's hard up there. I can't concentrate."

"The last time I saw you, you were so obsessed with reading during your break that you only boarded."

"That's the question for me, too. Maybe God didn't think you were destined to study. You have to sell it."

"He's already sold out. Well, it looks good on you. But don't waste your time trying to make money. If I was like the other kids, I wouldn't say this, but I'm doing it because of you."

"Only studying will be possible. One way or another."

"Kid. I'm sure he's not a smart-ass. He'll believe me when I tell him that."

The floor smiles gladly. I was thankful to the boss for his sincere concern. The study was not lacking. He also ranked third in the exam. On occasion, there are special job postings, so you can easily go to Incheon Seoul University if you take good care of me.

'The problem is that there is no place I want yet.'

The floor looked around the gas station once. It would be nice to run a place like this if I had money. But I don't have the money, Pass. Since you may have to climb back on the road of ordinary workers, it is better to give up your useless dreams.

"Rest."

I ran outside as soon as I saw the boss' car approaching.

* * *

Ziggle petals are being baked on the stove.

The floor takes off its gloves after taking one last bite on the meadow.

Then the boss says.

"Let's eat more."

"I've had enough. Oh, and thanks to you, I enjoyed it."

I gave her a sweet potato that she baked while baking the mural to eat while she was on her way. And one of the employees said, "We've been together for years, and I don't care. I'm disappointed." I said.

"Ms. Grant, I'm going in."

"Yes. Go in carefully."

"Yes."

I greeted him and came out. You passed the red sign station and in front of the blue sign station. Your boss recognizes the floor and waves his hands. The floor bows once more.

As I walked to the place where my bike was standing, I heard a noise in my pocket.

It's a text.

I took out my phone and checked the text.

"... well done. Our theater department."

The floor slightly lowered its phone and looked up at the sky.

The moon was bright enough to catch my eye.

[Floor! We won the gold! 300,000 won!]

It was a text from Dojin.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.

I heard there's a delicious footstool in Seoul...

The price is... wow. I'll have to catch me later and try it.