Life, Once Again!

A couple in their 30s left their seat. The money went into a blue plastic basket. Even before the owner asked me to put it in the basket, my guest's hand went to the basket. There seemed to be some undocumented rules scattered around this little packing wagon. There's such a small order that you can laugh about not being uncomfortable with babies.

I emptied the umbrella and put out the bowl. Can I have another bowl? The owner replied, "Coming," and put the cotton in a bowl. The amount of cotton did not decrease. Rather, it felt like more. The fame was overwhelming. His gratitude was overwhelming, but not exhausting.

The owner told the students who were eating udong outside to come in and sit down, but the two students refused to eat standing up. Beneath the antenna, the area where the light of the packaged wagon barely reached was the student's hangar. The conversation between the two students was halfway through the vinyl membrane. I have to go to school for summer vacation, what happened to the teacher, what happened to the school.

“Thank you for eating. ”

A 40-something worker took out the money. Sundae and Wodong for a bottle of soju. A smile hangs over her face, a workplace where she pulls herself out of the plastic barrier. It was like a smile created by the warmth and drunkenness of the rally.

The next guest came into the packing wagon as if they were running away. A woman holding a drunken man on her shoulder sits on the left. The man halfway out of his head breathes out a deep breath like a humidifier, and the woman next to him sweeps off the back of the man, smoking a human child. A man shouts a bottle of soju in his voice.

“I've had enough to drink. Don't bother the next day. Drink this. ”

The owner gave it to me as a fishing soup. A woman who appeared to be my wife received a bowl on behalf of a man who was unwell.

“I'm sorry. I have to stop by here every time he gets drunk. Shinji, have a drink. ”

The man who had fallen down opened his eyes and was angry, but when his wife narrowed her eyes and stared at him, she received the bowl without shouting. His wife's eyes were irresistible even with alcohol.

“You're in business today. ”

The seat on the right was soon filled. He was a mid-twenties man with a clean suit and a neatly cut head.

“I took a break yesterday. You said you were going to the interview? ”

“Yes, I think I've had a really good time today. I had a feeling. I asked my name one more time when the interviewers left, so I'm sure this time. ”

“Didn't you say that the other day? ”

“This time it's real. One udon and one Sundae. ”

“Dumplings?”

“I'm fine.”

“It's good.”

The dumplings in this house were definitely not popular. I put down my friendship and Sundae, expressing my regrets as the owner. The man placed his cell phone next to the bowl before eating Wodong and Sundae. A mouthful of cotton, a mouthful of pure meat. His gaze does not fall off the phone while he laughs. The phone would have been purified to him.

“Isn't this fun?"

Nature said, "This is an amusement park," she said. He smiled satisfied that he could see all kinds of military statues just by buying a free pass called Wudong. The floor nodded after switching sides with a drunk man, his wife, and a student who eats idols while chatting outside, and a man who saw the interview well. It was an amusement park. It was filled with people instead of rides.

“Hey.”

Yuna, who was sitting quietly for a while, carefully called her master. There was a bowl in his hand. The owner rolled a bowl of idols without saying anything. As she glared at Juna, she smiled and raised her chopsticks.

“Ms. Grant, let me take a picture here. I don't think it'll taste good on a set. ”

“Make it look similar. Broadcasting would be a lot of money. ”

“You can't make this journey. Here, in this oil. And a crumbling iron plate. Even a steam can with suspicion of hygiene. They all come together to create an atmosphere. ”

“Why don't you swear in front of her? ”

Despite nature's courtship, the owner didn't budge. The students who were eating udon outside returned the bowl and left. The owner took the plastic bag out of the bowl and threw it in the trash and started cleaning up the area. I felt tired of exchanging one or two words with the guests who were sitting moving. A packaged wagon always keeps Castle busy, but it was as calm as a house. I felt that the hot bronze soup on this packing wagon would cheer me up, even though I was tired from my daily work and annoyed. A quiet market nest in a corner of the mind, not comprised of men and women. It's a place for drama.

The floor saw nature. She smiled and looked at the owner and the guest. Her wide eyes seemed to be delighted with how to move the world to the brown tube.

His wife caught him drunk and left the wagon. The man who came after the interview disappeared, saying he ate well. The liver felt like a resting place, not a place to stay. A place where you can come into your light pockets and have a light meal and leave. If you're lucky, you can get eggs for free.

“Good, here. ”

The floor reminded me of a fried meat shop in a shantytown in Seoul. Similarly, this packing wagon was also a place to rest and soothe tired bodies.

“Well, that's a wrapping wagon. ”

The owner says, unlike a cool tone, he smiles.

“I'm going to clean up and go in. Mr. PD, let's go. ”

“Aren't you going to tell me again today? ”

“I'm not doing it. Find someplace else. ”

“We can't do it here. If it gets bad, the PD will come begging. I don't really have this personality, but I want to win a rocket because I have a pair of pants here. Excuse me? It's good to be promoted.”

“Even if you don't need to promote. ”

“I know. I don't need it. But all I have to do is pay my dues and publicity. ”

“Make me a set of money or something. Don't light a fire for nothing. ”

“Are you really not going to lend it to me? ”

“I really won't lend it to you. ”

“Even if it's like this? ”

“No. ”

“What if I cry? Can I?”

“I'm gonna call it in. ”

The owner holds out his hand. The floor cleared out the bowl and gave it to me. Juna was still eating.

“Eat slowly. ”

The owner looked at Juna and said. You noticed that the word "tidying up" was speeding up. I was the owner who was looking at every guest while talking.

“Yuna, eat as slowly as you can. We're spending the night here tonight. ”

“I teach her the good stuff. Broadcaster.”

The owner kicked his tongue. Nature straightened her neck rather than succumbing to the cold reaction and looked at its owner. I won't give up until you give me permission. "It reminded me of a bank tree bed. General Hwang, it's time to give up.

The floor smiled softly between the stubborn nature and the bystander owner. PD wants to persuade him to do whatever it takes with a strong master. There is a conflict between the two extreme characters, so the foundation of the drama is complete. All that's left is a dramatic happy ending, or a floating bad-end. Under the circumstances, it seemed unlikely that the owner would allow it. He doesn't seem to be far from money enthusiast, nor does he seem to have much resonance. It was unlikely that the man who handed the children the eggs but did not look strange would fall for the PD's request for permission on a provisional basis.

“I enjoyed your meal. ”

Yuna reached out her bowl and said. The clown that swelled with satiety seemed to be going up into the sky. I liked the look of a real smile. When people feel good to be full, they smile in a defenseless state.

“Thank you.”

It was said by the owner.

The floor became curious. One egg for one hundred won, and one thousand won for Wodong. Sundae is filled with bowls of 1,500 won. Moreover, I reached out severely and handed over the food to the customer. The owner told me not to worry about the merchants, but it seemed hard to pay the labor costs. The owner who sweats with a towel around his neck, why does he run this packing wagon? For a living, the question mark rose from the price. If you live alone, you will be able to...

“Oh, yeah. I'll be right in. You went to the movies? You're in good shape. Well done.I was taking the kids out. Wash up and get some rest. Yeah, I'll see you in a little bit. ”

The owner put down the phone on his shoulder. Based on the contents of the call, it became clear that he was a father with two children. Can I feed my family with this packing wagon that looks like a volunteer? Simply put, there is no problem in living and eating, so this will continue to happen, but no matter how I roll my head, I did not get a quote.

“I'd like to be paid to buy gifts for my kids. ”

“You don't have to do that. I can buy our kids a present. Why are you acting so drunk when you haven't even had a drink? ”

“Today's strategy. ”

“Keep it next to the kids. Keep it up. That's why you PD guys must be having so much trouble. ”

The floor smiles, noticing nature staring at it, and quickly shuts up. She's spicy.

“Sir, you have a family, right? ”

Yuna suddenly said.

“You know, now there's two kids going to college. Kids who don't listen to shit. ”

“Wouldn't it be nice to get paid by the PD? ”

Yuna said that as she watched the jar of steam rising.

“When I was a kid, I saw my mother's family register. I was surprised to see that. I didn't know I had that much money. Don't you need more money to get into college? I want you to make a lot of money. Woodong here is delicious and very comfortable. Thanks to you, I believe good things should happen to people who do good things. It's money, whatever. ”

Yuna's eyes were filled with strength, putting her faith in her mouth. But that look didn't last long. I laughed awkwardly, not just my neck. It seemed to think it was over-the-top.

“Our child should be as big as a lady. ”

The owner says, his eyes are curved. Did he feel that Juna's words were rooted in sincerity, not in pretense.

“But you don't have to worry. There are a lot of reasons this guy packs wagons. It's good to see the kids coming and laughing, and it's fun to have drunk people drinking. It's rewarding to show compassion to someone who has a problem with your pockets. After all, I'm doing this for my own good. I'm not trying to feed my baby. ”

Just then, a car turned on the headlights from the left side of the packing wagon approached. The car that approached slowly turned off the starter right next to the packing wagon. A luxury car. The door opens and a woman dressed in light comes down. She came into the wagon and immediately stood next to the owner.

“Honey, is the business done yet? ”

“I'm finishing up now. Stay inside. It's gonna take a while to clear up. ”

“Then I'll leave the car for you. Do it with me."

The woman who brought the foreign car said her greetings to nature, then dragged the car away. The floor shows off its red brake and looks away at the car, turning its head to its owner.

“Compassion originally comes from the storehouse. You wouldn't be doing this if I wasn't here. ”

Aha, the floor nods and convinces you at once. At the same time, I understood why nature was so grotesquely clinging. He was a person who could not be waved with money, so I appealed to him.

“Ms. Grant, please lend me your allowance. ”

His name sounded heavy. It was the real boss.

“I said no. ”

The owner, or the boss, seemed not to be discouraged. The floor looks at Juna, forgetting an egg. Yuna smiles, gazing at the owner with a stupefied face. You don't worry, she was purely happy to say so.

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I was surprised by the cheer and groaning that I heard outside as I was writing.

She was playing volleyball.

I didn't see the results, but I think I lost watching some guy do it.

Hot nights are hotter with the Olympics.

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. I write thanks to you.

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