As expected, grandmother forsythia was right.

Although they were separated and fought with money, they naturally thought about the past by making japchae together through wills.

A happy moment.

The moments when a family could exist as a family, thinking of each other first before the other benefits.

Like a dish called japchae, which has various ingredients and tastes, I thought that grandmother forsythia's family could do the same.

'That's how I repent. It makes me reflect on myself."

Come to think of it, I think they were the ones who grew and distributed the ingredients for the japchae.

I felt something. At the same time, emptiness and emptiness came.

What is this? I did it like this. I shouldn't have done it in front of the deceased.

You face greed, and you reflect on yourself. Eventually, the restaurant that used to make japchae became a sea of tears.

I can feel a lot of things from a dish called japchae. Then you realize how much forsythia grandmother suffered.….’

It was even after coming to the funeral home.

The family bowed twice in front of the portrait of grandmother forsythia, putting japchae that they wanted to eat, and Yongsu was also able to relax.

And lastly, the forsythia who watched all of this was very happy.

'The ending is full of family love.’

I thought there would be.

The reality was just out of the question. It was cruel, but it was full of blood.

People were much more selfish than they thought, and the world was much colder than it was.

I've never felt so overwhelmed in my life. How can people be like that. What kind of animals are they? Does this make any sense?

"I... I...…. I don't know. Just."

Choi Han-seok, who came out of the funeral hall, got mad.

You said you wanted to sprinkle salt on people inside if you had a body with your ears open.

Yumi's eyes were completely blurry, perhaps because she was shocked.

To be honest, every day was ridiculous.

When Yong-soo put everything down and moved, even the people in the funeral hall agreed and moved immediately.

Even when the food was being cooked in the restaurant, I was convinced that this was almost done.

But what was the reality?

"Let's be a little honest. Seriously."

“…….”

The unbearable water gave a scolding.

Yong-soo, did you hear what he said? Let's be honest.

"Why didn't I hear that? I was surprised when I heard it. I can't believe you're that tall.”

Did you just see the faces of people? Haru. As soon as my face gets stiff, everyone avoids looking at me. We don't know. I don't know what you mean. Except for Yongsoo, we make eye contact and kiss together.

Eventually, Yong-soo, who couldn't stand it, gave up first and left.

The day followed him, leaving Yumi inside, but Yong-soo quickly disappeared, saying it was enough.

And there was one more person who looked at such water.

Grandmother forsythia.

Grandmother was just there with a look of sadness and joylessness.

Then he came back to Haru and said,

I'm sorry, Mr. Haru.

"Grandmother... .. There's nothing to be sorry about."

Why isn't it here? Because of me, young people are wasting precious time. If it's a sin to make a mistake in farming your children, it's a sin. I taught my children how to earn money in the fields, but I couldn't teach them how to spend it like a human being. I'm a bad mother.-Grandma, don't say that. It's really not grandma's fault. In a way, that's the best way to live in Korea. In fact, everyone's living well. So don't worry too much.

Grandmother forsythia laughed despondently when Choi Han-seok gave comfort, not comfort.

Come to think of it, it was so ironic that it almost made me laugh.

So what sin did grandmother forsythia's children commit? No way.

Even in the area where they live, they are well off as rich people.

He bragged about what his son was like and what his daughter bought him, but he couldn't help it.

I suddenly thought of this. I thought that I was able to live this well because I lived like that.

People who are not as greedy as Yong-soo, and who are good-natured, are just beaten. That was the reality.

'Lord of the Underworld...'.’

One day, I suddenly remembered Yeom-ra.

I thought maybe this was the part she wanted to change the most.

It doesn't make sense. Yes, it was ridiculously deformed.

Good people lose money, bad people live more proudly.

No one can even say it's a bad thing.

I said it all because the law made to filter out bad people was protecting them.

But grandmother forsythia thought that was enough.

It's okay. I don't have any regrets anymore.

-But... -Grandma.

I'm a little worried about the water, but I can't help it. And it'll probably work out. Because of my children's personality, I'm not going to just let go of the water. Even so, there are things I've taught you.

The last thing you thought of was a child raised with your heart.

I noticed that there was a grim reaper. With a calm and natural look, to do my job.

"Are you ready to go?”

I've been ready for a long time. Let's go.

"Come on, hold on! Wait a minute!"

Haru!

Someone pulled the hand of the day trying to run away, saying it didn't make sense. It was Yumi.

He dragged Choi Han-seok away after hearing that he should stop him quickly and somehow.

Choi Han-seok met eyes as he floated in front of his eyes for a day.

Listen, Haru. Think about it again. My grandmother is trying to be a saint. Would it be okay if you put your finger on it? Yes?

"But... it's...….”

You know what it takes to be a ghost. My grandmother really doesn't have any regrets left. Yeah, it's obvious in a way. I'm sure all the kids will be fine. Yongsoo, you're going to do well. Does it?

"Chef……"

The head of the day fell slowly. He nodded twice soon.

If Choi Han-seok had a body, he would have held the shoulder of the day.

Come to think of it, it was. Who is he to stop people who want to be holy?

Haru didn't deserve it. The only person in the universe who could do that was Yeomra.

"And the Lord of the Underworld, no matter what happens, he won't come forward like that.’

So it's as if there isn't

The grim reaper, who glanced at the day, opened the door of the funeral hall, and grandmother forsythia stood in front of him, where the light leaked out.

Thank you. This is all I have to say.

"I'm... I'm afraid so am I.

-President Haru is a good person. I'm sure. So please don't forget that. Oh, and this is what I've eaten so far. Thank you.

Grandmother forsythia took out a lot of money in her wallet and handed it over to Haru.Money turned into light and went into the clock of the day with Yumi, but there was no significant effect because it was already time for the two to overflow.

"Good-bye. Thank you for your hard work."

At the end of the day, grandmother forsythia was swallowed into the light.

When the door closed, I returned to the ordinary funeral home, which was the reality.

"CEO Haru. Then we...Shall we go back?”

Yeah, Haru. What's the difference between being here? Let's just go back. Yes?

"Can't you just eat before you go?"

-Okay, then.

I wanted to go back, but my steps did not fall easily.

I could have called it regrettable, but if I go away like this, I thought it would never happen. I didn't like it.

Choi Han-seok said, "I knew it right away as if I knew it," and Yumi always followed the day, so the story is over.

"It's like a meal."

I thought it was a light matter.

But the funeral hall was a little more noisy than before.

I went in wondering what was going on, and there were about 10 new guests.

When I asked who it was, they said it was from my grandmother's hometown. He also said he was late because he rented a bus.

"Oh, it's been a while. How have you been?"

"Oh, I'm always fine. What about you?"

"So do I. Come on, let's have a drink. By the way...…. What is this? It looks like you made it yourself. The smell is savory. It's delicious, isn't it?"

"It was your mother's will. He asked customers to treat him japchae."

"Aha! As expected, my late baby sister loved her hands. My kids are like that's true. They cook for us on the way home. I'm just grateful."

Japchae made with a day's lead was really popular among customers.

The guests who entered the funeral hall went to the portrait with tears in their eyes, bowed twice, stole it with their sleeves, laughed, chatted, and drank with people as if something had happened.

More than half of the japchae, which was the amount of how to eat all this, disappeared in 10 guests.

"……I'm sure it's delicious.

Slurp!

Haru, who naturally intervened, and Yumi also ate japchae and yukgaejang. It was delicious.

Indeed, I thought it would be harder to make a day's food than this.

Perhaps because of the atmosphere, I kept thinking about it, so I drank soju that I normally didn't even touch.

It tastes bitter.

* * *

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Time to move on from dawn to morning.

The day I opened my eyes without an alarm was ready to stretch and go out.

It took less than 10 minutes to take a shower and get dressed.

As I walked out the door and walked along the one-way road to the market, Yumi was naturally standing next to me.

It's become a daily routine now. I started to shop for the market.

"What should we make today?"

"Well, there was one last time that came in as a menu request. Curry rice."

"Oh, right! So today is curry. Well, how about pork cutlet with it?"

"It's the best. Let's go in quickly. The more curry you boil, the more delicious it is."

Today's menu was set right away, so my feet naturally got busy.

I stopped by a butcher's shop and delivered meat for curry and pork cutlet, so I only had to buy vegetables.

The place where the day's steps are headed is yellowish blue.

The place, which had large iron blinds, was resuming operations.

"Mr. Haru, are you here?”

"You're doing a great job today. Mr. Yong-soo."

"Thanks. So, what are you going to make?”

"I'm thinking of making curry today.""Oh, that's great. I just got some good potatoes. It's from my aunt's field, and it's this year's potato."

The owner of the bakery is Yongsoo.

Since there was no one to take over the store after his grandmother's death, the bereaved families revived the bakery by hiring him.

It was half, but it wasn't bad.

Like that, the day went by again today.