Smell.

And when I returned to Japan with my grandfather, it was the Twilight Spring and the rain, and he was riding on the back of his old ash donkey, and the green-paper umbrella was our only umbrella.

I don’t even have a coat. I’m just a toad.

“Aon, don’t you always say you’re hurting me? If you can’t get a donkey down, call it a bag? I’m sorry.

Auon looked at me with a huge burden, with a tiny eye, with a beard, with a big smile.

“Grandpa, is an old ass more important than a granddaughter? “I slammed the ass of the old gray donkey, and the old gray donkey carried his back leg and kicked me, and I ran away.

There was smoke and smoke, but the Chuanbridge never changed, as if Grandpa and I had never left for six years.

I don’t know what surprised Grandpa, he scratched the neck of the ash scratcher, and he went crazy.

I got stuck on the bridge and I didn’t know what to do.

A donkey is more important than me.

We replaced the burden with a shoulder, and suddenly a palanquin, the most common of all, fell.

The curtains were slowly opened, and there was no difference between them and six years ago.

It’s like snow in the mountains, like moons.

When he was 20 years old, His Majesty spoke to the Koreans.

“Sniff…”

Song Jin whispered to me, and his eyes were as far away as a mountain, and his eyes were always filled with fog, and he looked as if he was too deep.

He is the youngest second-rate member of the David Dynasty, the most trusted King of the Left, and the grand master of the people.

But for me, he is nothing but a past.

It’s just a past!

One.

Lord Song! * I’ve been crouching.

Song Jin is out of the sedan and is standing straight.

His eyes were long, his nose was strong, his horns were strong, and his eyes were unwittingly filled with oppression.

He looked down at me, and I walked back.

His brows are getting tighter and his lips are thinner.

“What? Can’t even talk to me anymore? I’m sorry.

He held his umbrella up over my head.

“It’s not heavy. I’m fine. Take care of yourself.” How can I bear it if it’s the wind that’s wrong? I spoke with him in a good voice.

When I met him, he was not well, the weather was cold, and he had a taste of medicine for years.

I’m not being polite, I’m really worried that he’s having a rain condition and he hasn’t come in yet, and his mother should blame me.

“Go back!” And he walked in front of me with his umbrella.

Despite being a second-rate employee, he was still a long, green shirt, walking without a scratch and with a straight back.

He has established his house, and as I left with my grandfather, he went with His Majesty to Shanxi.

If he’s in my house, he won’t live in my house.

My family lives in the bouquet.

The alley was narrow and long, and the wagon couldn’t get in.

The yard is traditional. It’s the third generation.

I heard that my grandfather was a businessman and had some money. My grandfather’s three brothers, who lived in one house, had many family members, and my grandmother couldn’t take care of my grandmother, who had taken care of her.

This two-in-a-house in the boulevard alley is the smallest one in the family.

My dad was the only one who managed to be the Chief of the Hong Kong Temple from the 5th.

My mother-in-law’s family, when I was in the capital with my grandfather in previous years, and my grandmother was the only one who had a bad temper.

“Where have you been with Grandpa all these years? SONG Jin asks:

His life was cold, and old times I used to think he wasn’t like a man.

“From Gangnam to the outside, it’s a long way away. I’m sorry.

I’ve seen a little bit of it all these years. It is only those who know that, though they are in peace, they may not live as much as we do, and there is little blame.

“You’re gonna spill it! * He sneered and wondered if it was a compliment or a mockery *

Just! And when he was little, he was filled with deep thoughts, and was incomprehensible.

Two.

I’d like to ask him why he just showed up on the Chukbridge today, knowing that I came back with my grandfather to pick us up.

Think about it and think it’s impossible. He’s got a lot on his mind.

The alleys seem narrower than in the past, with rain-fed peach blossoms falling on the side of the road and a thick layer of pink.

Yeah! If the weather is clear, it’s the season when peach blossoms pile up like clouds.

His mother likes to take her peach blossoms and dry them.

“Do you still have a tan? * I’ve crossed a puddle and I wonder why I’m asking. *

Actually, the worst person in the world is his mother, really.

He stopped and looked at me.

“Sniff, you can’t stand her like that? I’m sorry.

“You’re afraid it’s wrong? She can’t stand me. I don’t want to look at him.

It’s his mother who can’t stand me. His grandfather took me away. That was six years.

I heard Song Jin took me home after he got engaged. His mother understood everything. His mother knew so well that he couldn’t allow me.

When we get there, the old ass will be tied to the doorpost.

My father’s new wife was born in the family, the most vulgar thing.

It’s as vulgar as I am.

But it doesn’t matter, we’ll only be here for two days, and Grandpa says he’s going back to the house outside.

I don’t want to see my dad’s face, either.

I followed Song Jin and went into the yard door to look at the wall, where the man who had been engraved in great fortune had disappeared and was replaced by four men.

The courtyard is well-placed and placed in the right place.

When I was a kid, he replanted my grandma’s garden. I went to ask my dad. Can’t the oils bloom, too? Can’t they squeeze?

My dad touched my forehead and said it’s nice to grow flowers!

I’ll understand when I’m older. My mother died and my father married a new woman.

My mother likes the flue gas in the city wells and thinks daily about how to make a better life.

She’s not the same. She’s married to my father. She likes nice things, so she doesn’t find anything but my yard.

The pious ones do not care whether they eat or not, but they live in the sky, with their own eyes open and their eyes closed.

My father was a fool to marry someone from heaven.

Then I thought!

How can we love people who live in the sky?

I’m just a cheesy person.

Grandpa’s sitting in the main hall for tea. Jomo’s a day off.

Song Jin is very much like his mother, whose chin is sharper, and whose hair is so full of clouds and his hands are soaring.

3

When I was 12 years old, my mother went to school for a year.

It’s cold, it’s snowing, I’m writing on the table.

Grandpa asked who Daddy was marrying?

Dad said he was the widow of his best friend Sonja.

Grandpa slapped Dad so hard he couldn’t say a word.

Grandma’s been lying down for half a month.

My mother’s body was not married, so she cried in my arms.

“As a reader, can you do something like this? The Son’s son and our young lady are going to marry their future parents? So shameless…”

I know that my father has a friend who is in charge of the opening house, and that I was married to the Sons.

I don’t know what it means to be a mother-in-law.

My father kneeled in the snow all night, and my grandmother didn’t want to have a son.

Dad finally married his new wife, and I met Song.

His mother was brought here on the second day of her marriage.

My father and his father are the same, and his father is six years old.

I heard that the two were taken by the poets and became close friends.

My father stayed in the capital and his father left him.

After Song Jin’s father died, he followed his mother back to his uncle’s house.

I hear he’s having a hard time at his uncle’s house, seeing his family or something, just listening.

His mother married him to my father.

So the next day when he came to my house with a little burden, nobody was surprised but me.

Then he was a 16-year-old boy, wearing an extraordinary black cloak, standing in front of my courtyard, better looking than the painting of the fairies.

I’ve never seen a better-looking man like that again, and even his mother’s cold eyes when she looks at me.

Go straight to the yard and look at him.

He coughed and he didn’t say a word.

The snow was so white, he looked so cold, but I was young and seemed to be using endless enthusiasm and strength.

I don’t like his mother, but I love him.

I didn’t call his mother, but he called my father and father, with great respect.

Dad asked me to call his brother, and I called him Song Jin.

He doesn’t want me.

Her mother is really a gentle man, and she only sings poetry every day and doesn’t even know the amount of rice.

By springday, our vegetable garden was renovated, and the gardeners were hired to plant flowers of all kinds.

It’s sad about what to wear and what to wear and what to say to me. What does a girl dance like all day?

I’m the only one who doesn’t like me.

Song Jin studied at the university and returned home every day to stay in the house except for dinner.

It’s cold in winter, he coughs so bad that his mother doesn’t even know how to drink a spoon of ointment.

I don’t know how he grew up like this, or what my dad liked about her.

Jomo’s good-looking, isn’t he? She’s five years older than my dad, but she’s 20 years old.

Grandma made him a housekeeper, and his mother was scared to death and said that she was dirty.

My grandma laughed.

It’s really the fairies of the sky.

But how can you not think of rice noodles or copper?

In the evening of her sleep, she sat on the side of her son and said, “Song Jin is also a poor child, and she has suffered so much. I’m sorry.

“But We see him with great wisdom and suffering, and there will be great in the future, and you will do him well, and you will follow.” I’m sorry.

“Your dad’s got a new woman in his head. I’m sorry.

I have tears in my eyes and I don’t want to hear them.

I was so stupid to think if Grandpa really went, take me with me! Without them, there’s only me left.

Grandma’s body was bad, even worse after my dad married her.

Grandma took me with her and studied housekeeping.

Maybe you smell like family has some business talent? By the time my grandma went, I would have taken care of the house.

In the third year, my father had a little girl full, and Song Jin’s mother grew weaker.

4

My grandfather set me up with a farm on the outskirts of my country.

Grandma told him that he would be my companion.

The whole family is on my dad’s side. It’s just back!

When my family was full, the doctor said that the wife was hurt, she had to take care of herself.

Song Jin-sung’s grandmother and her close friend Sun-soo Sun-soo are going to make a menu.

I’ll ask my dad what he should do.

I guess Song Jin and his mother knew what was wrong with the boss.

Tomorrow, his mother’s wife won’t know where she is, she won’t breastfeed, she’ll have to find a nurse.

If Grandpa hadn’t brought out the silver in the private room, there would have been no money for the charcoal.

When I was a little boy, I had my eyes blue and I couldn’t sleep.

I went to Song Jin in a cloak. He was still studying and there was no fire pot in the house.

I looked for the carbon, I touched the tumble, and it was hot.

He coughed on me and stopped me. He didn’t ask me to light the charcoal.

“What’s the point of saving this? Is this half of the star?

He’s silent, and he’s flipping on his long eyelashes.

I was lying on the table, and the candles were dark, and I cast a deep shadow on both sides of his nostrils, and it became more and more cold.

His lips were light, cold, and he was skinned, unlike other teenagers, and his cheeks and flesh, and he was the only one whose jaws were clearly slit.

“Song Jin, how have you been? I’d like to ask him, is it hard to have such a mother?

“Just like that! * He raised a thin eyelid on me. *

“Ahhh! It’s hard for you to come to my house and never have a good life. What’s wrong with your mother? My grandfather, who was born from the House of Business, did not learn to earn a single penny, but only sought to excite himself. My father, who was a child, would only study, without knowing the hard way. I’m sorry.

“My grandma and my mother were having a good time at home. I’m sorry.

“As soon as they go, your mother is a fairy in the sky. She’ll be sick to hear the silver, but she’ll eat and dress well. Where will I make the silver?” I’m sorry.

“I’m so tired! I’ll leave the housekeeper to her when you can’t grow up, and when you can get married. I’m sorry.

I’m suffocating.

He was too quiet to speak.

I’ve only got two or three spoons left on the table. I can’t even afford it tomorrow.

But he’s got his eyebrow on his mouth, and his throat is rolling up and down, as if he was coughing.

I dug a spoonful of ointment, flushed it with hot water and put it in front of him.

“Drink it! Drink it and it’ll be better.” I’m sorry.

His long white fingers were constricted and he finally took up a glass and drank two.

“I’ll make it! He looked at me and whispered.

I smiled and noded, and Grandpa said that he had a great talent in reading, that he could have forgotten, that he could have suffered, that he would have passed the test at 13, and that if his father hadn’t been delayed.

He’s talented, I believe in him.

“You’re going to study, and you’re not going to save half of this star’s carbon, and there are three adults in our family who think about the money, and we’re just kids and we just want to do what we like. I’m sorry.

So on the second day his mother only had a bowl of chicken soup, full of no nurse.

Sister Wei asked me where to find a silver buyer and hire a nurse.

I can’t take care of this house.

Two silver tickets were squeezed by the next SMS. The nose was not the nose, and the eyes were not the eyes.

Two hundred and thirty years on Sister Wei’s list is not enough.

My dad came home after dinner.

I’m trying to figure it out!

Dad asked me why I wanted my wife’s dowry silver. He’s got a lot in January. How can he afford a family? Where did the silver go?

It’s the tone of questioning.

Huh! If you have a wife, you have a father.

“My father asked me, and I said, “Who’s the boss of an unmarried girl?” You’re married to a new woman. You should leave everything to her. Why don’t you take care of the concubine? I’m sorry.

“Your new wife will eat well. Don’t say anything about her. My grandfather’s silver is not enough.” I’m sorry.

I pushed the books over, and even Dad didn’t want to scream anymore.

I don’t want to talk about it anymore, I’m sure I’ll have my own.

The next day I went with Grandpa to the house outside the city.

She used to sell food for silver. She had a ticket number.

Grandpa asked me why I didn’t take the silver out of my house, rather than leave home.

Grandpa, when will you keep them? What’s the basis of a family, what’s it to be that you’re married to my family? I’m sorry.

I sat under my roof and gave him warm wine with a small fire, weeping in my eyes, but did not want to fall.

5

My father is a selfish man like Song’s mother.

I’m just looking at myself, and I don’t think about children.

Why do they live like that? Because we’re their children, we have to put up with them?

I don’t believe it.

Grandpa touched my top and said that we were very wise and that wherever we went, we could make a good day.

Who knows? I believe only in the eyes.

I was comfortable with it, and I asked him why.

It’s not a shame if he’s sick or something.

I think of the way he sits at the table and reads books, and it’s painfully cold and lonely.

I don’t want to go back. Grandpa said he was going to get someone.

In the evening, Grandpa came back alone in a carriage, and there was salty snow.

We’re ready for dinner. I took Daeju out for Grandpa. Where is he?

Grandpa shook his head and said he was sick.

I’m sick.

“Your father hired a doctor. Jomo was cold at night and burned. I’m sorry.

Grandpa sighs.

“How have they been?”

“Your father is so confused, she’s in charge of the house now! I’m sorry.

I jumped in my eyelids, and I didn’t want Dad to do that.

Can you agree with Song?

His mother and my father were really two flowers from the Quizuri.

“Does she know how to housekeeper? Isn’t that her? After a few days, we’ll run out of dowries and smell like we’re starving. I’m sorry.

“The house of Wei, though it may be known as a family, has not been born of a capable son for many years. It is the Lord of the mountains who sits and eats. I’m sorry.

“His Majesty is in a great displeasure of his family today. I’m sorry.

“Just listen, it’s an empty shelf now, or your father’s going to marry Wei’s daughter. I’m sorry.

“The Song family is long gone, or your father’s new wife will be remarried with Song. I’m sorry.

“She doesn’t have much left of her dowry. I’m sorry.

Grandpa caressed his beard and sighs and sighs.

Grandpa, we’ll be back tomorrow! I’m sorry.

No one will do anything except for the little child who just gave birth, and he says he must have won.

Back home, I went to see Song Jin.

He burned his cheeks red and sat on his pillow and read.

There’s a bowl of pills on the table. It’s already cold. There’s no fire in the house.

There are six subordinates in the family. His mother owns one and my father owns one.

A florist, a cook, a scavenger, an old servant who followed my grandfather.

He’s got no one to serve him. He’s also an official.

“Show the book! Can’t you wait until you’re sick? I’m sorry.

I took away the books he had in his hand, found the coal and produced a fire pot, and put the medicine on the stove and heated him up.

He took it and didn’t blink at me.

“See what? Do you think I look good?”

“How can you be fat and fat on a day like this?” He asks, “It’s a bit naive.”

“I’m just a face! Ever heard of baby fat? Just face. I’m sorry.

Even if it’s fat, my mother raised it for me.

He’s bending his mouth and laughing.

“You should laugh. It looks more human. I’m sorry.

He listens to me. He flattens his mouth.

“What would happen if you told me that I had ploughed your mother’s flowers? I’m sorry.

I’m trying to figure out how hard it is to eat.

He looked at me with a little laughter.

Jomo will fight with you! I’m sorry.

“She’s all alone! It’s also important that Sister Wei help her. I can’t. I held my chin sighs.

“Do you hate my mother? I’m sorry.

“I don’t like it, after all, at her age she’s gonna have to look like a weak girl, and I can’t like it even if she’s alive. I’m sorry.

How many people do you like? Not to mention his mother’s daughter, who is too old to understand?

It’s selfish and fabricated. It’s annoying.

I sneered at Song Jin, and that’s a euphemism.

“Don’t you even know how to talk?” He whispered.

I didn’t say anything to him.

“Leave down, and get some medicine and sleep.” “I went over to flatten my pillow, touch his forehead, and warm my hands, and lay him down.

He closed his eyes, and now he’s all black and black, and he’s not sleeping well.

Six.

I didn’t care about my family while my grandma was here.

I’ve had a drink with my grandfather since he was young.

Sitting on a groceries, writing and making shoes with Grandma.

Grandpa punched in a box, but I couldn’t name him.

Song didn’t go to school for a year, and Grandpa secretly told me Jomo was his husband.

He stayed in the courtyard day after day, and only one of his best friends, Chen Yong-hoon, sent for him.

I grew up like this, and I had no brothers or sisters. He was cold, but he didn’t get bored.

I was curious about him, and he was sitting under his roof, reading, and I was sitting next to him, and he ignored me.

Sometimes he writes, and I am standing by, reading a book of his deeds, a true cloud flowing and a remarkable breath.

And look at the plaque, and it’s very sharp.

He paints when he’s in a good mood, mostly mountains.

I have many things to say to him that I can talk about the troubles I have caused, the books I have read, the food I’ve eaten, and that he has never interrupted, even though he doesn’t speak, and that he is an excellent listener.

Three years has passed.

I’ve made up my mind, and if I had made a marriage, I would have married sixteen.

If he’s successful, he should have a wife.

I went to my house from his mother’s house for the first time.

My family is not a family member, and she never made her rules when she came into my house, nor did she ever give her day-to-day regards.

Grandma’s gone, she doesn’t want to, she never ate a meal together.

I followed my grandfather and, while Sister Wei was stinging from time to time, they were not hard on their backs, nor dared to ask me to greet them daily.

I pretended to be stupid, that’s all!

She probably didn’t want to see me either.

And I followed me behind her to the looking-up nurse, and I was sick of her, but the little one cried, and she couldn’t hear, she was full of tears, and she didn’t know whether she had seen.

I listened to her crying hungry and whispered to her to nurse her child.

She had only one sentence, either to find a nurse or to feed the cow, and she could not hear the child cry and caused her headaches.

It’s not good to feed her.

Such a selfish man, who’ll be the mother of others. What is she entitled to?

When I went in, the house was hot and sweating when I took my cape off.

She’s wearing rubies on her head and lying on her side. Sister Wei is rubbing her legs!

Even if another child had been born, her body had not changed, and it was still condensed.

And she looked me in the eye, and she fell down, loathing.

I don’t know why, I never called her mother, but I never found her once.

Sometimes you hate someone.

Like me and her, you don’t have to do it.

7

I bowed, called out to Madame, and did not wait for her to answer me.

I look at a pot of orchids on the table, and I’m still wearing them.

This one doesn’t know how much.

“I come here today with a saying that I am in charge of my family and that my daily use in this house is something to say, after all, a family can’t spend it alone, and everyone else is hungry. I’m sorry.

I said it slowly.

“What do you mean? She didn’t talk, but Sister Wei was anxious. How come you haven’t learned to be stable?

“To your old age, I’m still a big girl, and I’ll have a big girl later. I’m sorry.

“I mean, I mean, it’s easy, but I’ll pay for it myself in the future. I’m sorry.

“My father is only a month old, and I’m sure Madame knows better than I do. I’m sorry.

“He rejoices in you and desires to be with you, but he has three children to feed, and for your dress and for your bellies, we are starving in the least.” I’m sorry.

I saw her eyeballs rolling around, and then sat up, and after half a minute, Sister Wei took a pillow and put her on a mattress, and she cut her hair and cut her hair with the orchids on her finger.

“Who am I? She’s mean and still soft.

“You know who you are and who you’re gonna show it all the time? How can my tutor leave you alone? I’m sorry.

“My father is not a rich man who can spend his money, spends it if he can’t afford it, if he can’t bear it.” I’m sorry.

“What you want to do, it’s your business. I’m sorry.

I walked out of the house with anger and looked at the gray sky and thought I was better than Song Jin?

My mother gave me everything she could.

My summer dress and my winter cotton shoes are all made by my mother.

She had hurt her body when she was born to me, and she had never been able to bear it again, but she had never complained, and she had always smiled and lived a long life.

Song Jin has never told his son to add clothes in winter?

Why should a child be born when people like this look like they can blow a human lung?

I want to know what his father is like, but he never mentioned it.

Only once, I helped him get his clothes, the burdens in the closet were scattered, and he showed up with his little package, which was on his father’s back.

He followed his father’s card behind his mother’s back, but he was unable to worship him when he was able to set it straight.

How hard should he be?

His face is cold day by day, not without reason.

But he has never suffered, nor has he complained, nor has he been crowned, nor is it easy for him to do so.

8

On the morning of the following day, Grandpa left the door with Song, who came and went to the black cloak, which was half-skinned and half-skinned, and was still a pair of old cotton shoes on his feet.

There was snow in the sky and I went out with a cook.

There was only one carriage in the family, and the father used it daily, and today I spoke specifically to my father’s little friend, who returned home after his arrival.

This year is a particularly snowy year, almost daily, and the north is afraid of disaster, with more rice to be hoarded in the family before the price increases.

There’s a kitchen in the house and some radish, white guacamole at the end of the fall.

The cooks at home made salami and a lot of pickles.

Grandpa gave us 500 taels of silver, first we went to the food and oil shop and bought some chicken and duck and all kinds of dry stuff.

Another trip to the shoe shop.

It is almost noon before homecoming, and the cooks are going to the alley to get some firewood, so that even if the rice price increases, the house will be able to support some days.

I laid the new blue silk on my bed, which was a few sables that my grandmother gave me when she was alive, and asked me to use as a dowry.

I’m not an embroidery. I can make shoes and socks.

It’s not too much to do, but it’s not easy to put together a few pieces of skin, from noon to dusk.

At dinner, Grandpa and Song returned home, and they had been drinking outside, and Grandpa stopped drinking a bowl of porridge.

It’s good to see Song’s face with a little smile.

I asked him what he was doing with Grandpa today.

He waved his head a little, he turned his mouth.

“It’s a good thing I can’t talk to you for now. You’ll see. I’m sorry.

It was cold or drunk, and his cheeks were red, and there was some joy in his voice.

“It’s a good thing I don’t know. But there’s one thing I have to tell you. I found your mother yesterday and told her to make her own silver. I’m sorry.

“You know my father’s job is not bad, but he can’t get much oil, it’s hard to feed his family, and if he spends it uncontrollably, he’ll starve to death.” “I whispered to him, “I saw his face.

“Yes, you’re right, living like her will sooner or later starve to death. I know what you want, but as your housekeeper, you do what you want.” I’m sorry.

He’s nodding his head. He’s being honest.

The eyes are bitter.

“Song Jin, I don’t like your mother because she married you into my house. I’m sorry.

“You’ve come to my house, you’ve become a family, you’re a family, you don’t think about it, just study, and the rest of you are me. I’m sorry.

“I’m sure I won’t ask you to stay hungry and freeze, and when you become a big official, you’ll be my back.” I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and he couldn’t understand, and I looked at him, and I didn’t know what he was thinking.

“Song Jin, really, don’t think too much about everything. You just have to study. I’m sorry.

I fear that he will not believe, and that he will be assured with his chest.

He smiled and noded again.

“Look what you can do. He held his hand and touched my hair.

When he smiles, spring and autumn don’t look as good as he does.

10

I’ve been sewn up for five days and sent to him after dinner. He’s about to read a book and have a stone stamp in his hand!

In addition to his studies, he’s got this hobby, and it’s a good stone, but my family can’t afford it these days.

And We put Ojo and his boots on the sheath, and asked him to try.

He wiped the ash on his hands and stood in front of him in a state of confusion.

I’ve put Tai Jo on his shoulder, and I’ve looked at him for a long time, and I’ve got some good potential.

Home is good, clothes are good.

“Just in time, you’ll be out of the cold. I’m sorry.

I had to look at him.

Get the boots on the tweezers and tell him to sit down and try.

He didn’t move for half a day, and I pushed him, and he sat on the side of the table and tried his boots.

“Is it the right size? Is it warm? You get up and walk and try. I’m sorry.

I pulled him up.

“Sniff, family life is hard, you…”

“It’s not so big, it’s not so big that I can’t make you a dress. I can’t buy you a pair of boots. I’m sorry.

He tied Daeju’s tape, walked forward and looked at me.

The candles are dark, but a very common fur, which cannot be made to look good on him.

The cold, lonely eyes are now a little more human than that.

He’s getting more and more like a person now.

Indeed, as I thought, there was a snowstorm in the north, and the price of food in the city was the same for one day, and the rest of the people would never go out, except Dad.

Even Song Jin’s mother’s yard was silenced.

When you’re full, you don’t cry, and when you wake up with big, round eyes, you smile with no teeth.

I love her so much that she’s loud and I don’t know why a child like this is yelling at her, but I packed a house in my yard and told her to live with her.

It’s fine in the winter. I found a rag full of ugly dolls.

The nurse was very handy and sewd her a little tiger hat.

When I was bored, I used to read my grandfather’s travels, and I was so fat and fat and my arms and legs.

I went to school on my back for over 50 days, lying next to me, listening to her sleep, waking up and eating full of diapers, and looking at me in the eye.

There are no more children like her.

Dad came to see her from time to time, but her mother never came.

Sister Wei came here once in a while and asked the nurse to carry her over and back in a while.

I took Song to the exam with Grandpa in February.

And he did not fail himself, and he took the test.

It was the time when the almonds were blowing their heads, and I went to see him with Grandpa.

White Red, he’s still the handsome, cold face I first saw.

No matter how many beautiful women throw their pails, he doesn’t even look at them.

He is usually a researcher at the Hanlin House, a writer, a secretary, or a master of the history of the country, or a master of heaven.

However, unlike the others, His Majesty has been asked by His Majesty, His Majesty, and Jin has done seven things at the Court.

It is almost seven years since the King of the Left was in charge of inspection, impeachment and recommendations.

Mr. Wu has the title of the General Constitution, and it is common for Song Jin to follow him, to be too busy to return home from time to time and not to see him in four or five days.

In exchange for less than all the money, in the first month of his month, he had given up all the money on the table and went to see the fullness of the screaming.

And looked at me for a long time, and said to me, “Do not spend it, and give you the dowry.” I’m sorry.

My chest is swollen, and I look at all the money on the table, and I can’t take it.

Eleven.

He’s old enough to take his wife, and he’s going to pay him a bride price at my dad’s.

He gave me all his money and asked me to save my dowry.

I found a pick-up bag of cranium, and I put some silver and copper on him.

“Now that you have become an official, you have to be paid for it, and you eat others when you have no time, but you do not ask for a meal.” I’ve already saved my dowry. I’m sorry.

Now he doesn’t need his family’s money, so he’ll have his wife.

His mother’s going out more and more often, as long as someone sends her a post.

Grandpa said to me, “You’re a fool, but you know best.” Song Jin is very fragrant in the eyes of all the ladies. I’m sorry.

“He now has the official, the crown and the future. I’m sorry.

“Now we’re only getting married. I’m sorry.

I listened to this, and somehow I couldn’t get my eyes closed and my chest was sore.

In June, the doo-doo had been running for almost eight months, holding the doo-doo and standing perfectly.

There’s only one sis in your mouth.

She’s weaned, she’s eating rice greasy eggs, and I’ll leave the nurse to take care of her.

His mother brought Sister Wei to the house and to the house of the housekeeper.

I gave up the housekeeper’s rights and asked Sister Wei if she wanted to fill them up, and she just said “Ma’am didn’t mention it.”

Grandpa wanted to go to the house, and I took Grandpa with me to the house.

When I was a kid, I just thought that the world’s most unfailing land was land, and it would pay you back if you thought about it.

The house was full of ducks, and the nurse couldn’t hold her. If she could run, she would have gone after her.

After about ten days, Song Jin arrived.

He came in at dusk, and I swung a fan in the yard.

He was only a thin white robe, and he was so stubborn and indifferent.

“Sniffing. He called me.

I stayed and looked at him, I didn’t know what to think, and I forgot to take him.

So he looked at me, looking at me, and for a reason, I felt guilty and did not look at him.

Last night I had a dream in which I was all alone.

And the red garments, and the shrugs of the shoulder, and the twirling beads, and his long red eyes.

And when I woke up, my neck was filled with slimy sweat, and We softened it with our hands, and We were wet.

Huh!

Smell? He shouted again.

What are you doing here?

“I’m hungry. Any more food?”

I’m relieved, I’m nodding to the kitchen.

I don’t know why I had a dream like that, but he just happened to be there again.

We lived on the estate until the end of the year, and he occasionally came, and I hid from him, and I didn’t even say a word.

I’m 17 years old. It’s time to avoid it.

Grandpa took us home. He said he’d have to walk around again after the year.

He doesn’t trust anyone.

I don’t know where I’m from, but which girl isn’t married?

There’s nothing changed at home. I’m holding her in my arms.

She’s sitting on top of her leg, and she’s doing a good job of dialing the clock!

It’s a big day for me to hear the silver and the world’s daughter’s ears.

It’s been only a few days that she’s changed.

She never had to look at me.

I’ll be all over her, and she’ll be gone, and she’ll stand up in my arms, and look at her mother, and look at me and call me sister.

“Now that you’re home, I’ll send it back. I’m sorry.

I’m leaving because I don’t have a sister in my home. She should learn to be close to her mother.

She looked full, and she reached out with her hand:

“Back to your mother. I’m sorry.

I looked at her with a smile on my face, and she looked different, and she didn’t.

It doesn’t change, it doesn’t change.

12

But one thing never changes, full of her.

“Manu, go find your mother. I’m going to push by the little ones in my arms.

Her mother looked at me and her hand would be full of hugs.

I don’t think I’ll have more to do with her.

“He heard your grandfather was looking for a family. I’m sorry.

“It will not be a matter of concern to Madame. I’m sorry.

I said, “It’s so uncomfortable in my heart, for her face, silent but contemptible.”

“Huh! It’s so good that I don’t have to be told that I treat you like a bitch! I’m sorry.

We had nothing to say to her. There were many kinds of ill-treatment, but it was not the daily scolding.

I wanted to turn around and leave and she said:

You’ve got Jin’s moon? I’m sorry.

My back’s stiff.

“How would you fit his moon? I’m sorry.

“never again. I’m sorry.

I left the door, full of crying and crying.

It’s a big snowstorm outside the door, and it’s a little cold and pitiful.

I gave Grandpa a warm drink, and I snuck in and drank a couple of drinks. That’s the only day I was drunk.

It’s not cold sitting under the roof, it’s only a moment to be born!

There’s no need to ask.

It’s like a dream that I had that night. It’s ridiculous and short.

No need to look back, who hasn’t been so excited and who hasn’t been so worried?

Because you’re young, you’re more precious!

Grandpa moved a chair across the street and asked me why I cried.

I’ve reached out to tears!

Shall I weep? I know not but I!

“Grandpa, don’t tell me how to kiss me later. * I look at my grandfather, and the snow is so glamorous *

“You have someone in your heart? I’m sorry.

“Grandpa, the book says that love for someone is the most joyful thing in the world. Why am I not? I’m sorry.

“But Song Jin? “

12

There was only one groaning of Grandpa.

“Speak! Do you know what happened between the late Emperor and the Emperor?” If it wasn’t for Mr. Wu, what would His Majesty hate? I’m sorry.

“If you want to be with Sang-jin in the name of his brother and his sister, that will stop his journey. I’m sorry.

Her mother was a bride in the palace as she remarried, and her daughter, her ex-husband, was brought into the palace, where she grew up with her predecessor.

His Majesty, who is the queen’s son, has since been born a prince who, after his birth, has given birth to two princes, without any distinction, and has always wanted to destroy him.

If it weren’t for Mr. Wu, His Majesty wouldn’t have made it.

The meadows of that time were set in motion by a relationship between the late emperor and the late Emperor.

How can His Majesty not say it?

“How about we go out after years? I’m sorry.

“It’s just a glass of Chinese wine. There are countless stars to reward. What’s wrong with Grandpa? I’m sorry.

It is just a one-sided vision that comes at no time but is destined to separate things.

It’s meant to be. Why hurt yourself?

Isn’t that the only way for a woman?

Marrying a favorite child of life? Or marry a child who doesn’t like?

If it were such a fate, I wouldn’t believe it.

How am I supposed to dress?

I can’t like a man marrying another person, and I can’t marry a person who doesn’t.

I don’t know why.

Grandpa’s right. I still have thousands of stars I haven’t seen.

After that, I suddenly grew up.

The price of growing up is only one single moment that ends before it begins!

When the apricot was green, Grandpa said he shouldn’t go to Gangnam while his body was still strong.

I’ve packed my bags and my emotions.

Song Jin wasn’t in the capital when he left.

Later, when he hired a carriage, Grandpa only shook his head and said he was stupid.

My grandfather and I went south along the canal, and it happened to be a smoke.

Jomo, because of the rain, and because of the wind, I think that when that day is over, the sound is a new one.

Another year, I went with Grandpa to the plains outside, and I realized it was the best place for me.

And the heavens and the earth are wide, and the people are plentiful. And even if they were women, they would be like men.

Do whatever you want.

I learned how to ride arrows, eat lamb and drink milk and wine, and it doesn’t feel bad.

I found myself a camp and opened a stable with the silver that Grandma left to Grandpa.

I said I’d make my grandfather’s old-age silver and he wouldn’t talk.

I raised the best horses, sold them from the outside to the inside, and in less than two years I saved Grandpa’s old money.

13

As though the time of the youth had passed, and I had grown into a twenty-one-year-old girl, running around all day long as I had forgotten.

Fortunately, I don’t have to carry the paper for a long time.

The early autumn wind, mid-summer night…

Everything seems to carry too much of a young woman’s love, except for one place where there is little red and thin and green.

It’s not like we’re going to have a lot of thought.

Holding hands warm and running with them.

My heart is sunk, and I have no more such expectations.

Grandpa is strong enough to ride a horse half a hour a day, and one can eat a pound of fresh lamb.

I am so relieved that Grandpa will live many years.

How many people can live with me like this?

It’s just my grandfather, Lan Chita, who has no talent for a woman, who should not be able to find a door, and who does not see it as a joke.

I’m lucky to have two from Grandma and seven from Grandpa.

The only point left is that someone made me understand that when no one loves you, you just bite your teeth, and when you’re far enough, you always come.

Grandpa never deliberately avoided Song Jin. He was a close friend of Wu’s. He had written letters and, to His Majesty, his father, had saved his life.

Mr. Wu is Song Jin’s teacher, he is a young man, and in his heart he is different from others.

I heard that Song Jin is clean and fair, and wins three points over Wu’s boss.

His Majesty loved him very much.

Another year, Grandpa told me that the Wu Boss is in bad health and has been sentenced to death.

Song Jin has already made a second-size master’s record, and Da Wei is afraid that there will be no more such a person, and the others will not be able to fight.

He made a marriage. We don’t know what it is.

Grandpa’s only going to see Mr. Wu. He’s too old to see him.

Mr. Wu’s family, Mr. Zhang Zhu, the grandfather is a man of his own accord, and everything is open to him.

By the time I arrived with Grandpa, the Old Man would have fallen asleep.

Grandpa spoke to him for half an hour, and when he came out, his eyebrows were sore.

I want to comfort, but I cannot find the right words.

The ages are so thick that it is hard to know how they met and how to be friends for life, but not often.

Years and years are so thin, and in the blink of an eye, their luxuriousness will come to an end.

How can people not be sad?

Take care, it’s too shallow.

Those who say, “Leave and die” will be a little light, and I guess those who say it never experienced it.

Grandpa told me that he was too old to live and die.

I told him that a person in the real sense of the word was like that.

What does it have to do with being afraid of dying?

Grandpa stayed in Zochu, and I went back. I know Grandpa. He had to watch the Old Man go into the land.

I haven’t arranged the horseyard business, and I’m sure he won’t come back.

When I saw Grandpa again, he bought an old ash donkey from somewhere, just hanging around him.

And a carrot from day to day, and We said to his grandfather: Surely it was a hare.

Grandpa treats it better than he treats me, makes me sick.

We walk slowly to the capital.

His Grandfather said that His Majesty was close to him when he was buried.

Song Jin is here, as he was in the past, and he is a cold man, somehow making his grandfather feel so sad.

Jomo looks too cold and quiet, doesn’t he?

People cry, but he’s nothing.

14

I went in and said hello to my father and his mother, who were old and had white hair on their horns, and only his mother, who was the same age as yesterday.

Dad raised me up and looked up and down.

And he didn’t even say a word, or he couldn’t? After all, we’re lost.

Grandpa was carrying a two-to-three-year-old boy in his arms, full of flesh, just like when he was a child.

He’s my father’s youngest son and my father’s only boy. He’s Man-soo. He had a hard birth when he was born.

What’s the big deal? He’s the only son of the scavenger, and he’ll be his.

Song Jin is now in the same position and his father hasn’t moved in the Ministry.

He looked at Song’s eyes as though he were afraid.

Grandpa! “Song Jintei is bowing to Grandpa.

Grandpa let him sit with me.

“The clouds have not come for a while. “Dad said so carefully, and went to the next person.

Our grandfather gave him the words of Song Jin-chun.

“Yes, it has been a busy day. He answered with humility.

“How busy is the business? Too busy to see your mother? I’m sorry.

His mother opened her mouth, and his voice turned like the old day.

She didn’t even want to look at me, and I didn’t know where to offend her, and I just looked.

And he leaneth down his neck, and he covered his lips, and uttereth no word.

“Doesn’t look like you’ve been so busy, I don’t know what your mother’s done to you. * She’s got a little eyeball on her *

I don’t know if she’s changed, or was she? And now you’re showing what you’re looking for?

“It’s noon. Aren’t you eating at home? “If Grandpa hadn’t interrupted, she would have played a play alone.

I can’t even say a word at home.

She gave birth to the son of a second-rate man and had the support of her, and she had more attitude than she had in the past.

I’ve never seen Manchuria and asked Grandpa, who said her mother sent her to the palace to read with the five princesses.

She’s only seven years old. How long before she can come home? I wonder if she wants to go home?

It’s hard to live in a place like the palace.

I wanted to see her, but I wonder if I could.

When I sent her back to her mother, she was only talking about her sister!

My yard seems to be the same, my family looks the same, but Song Jin doesn’t want to do it, and the house is a thin ash and has not been cleaned up for some time.

I didn’t want to stay for one night.

I went to look for Grandpa’s yard, but he cleaned it up, and it looked nice and fresh.

I told Grandpa I’d never come back. I wanted to go out and if it was late, I’d stay in the inn.

Grandpa shook his head and noded again.

I packed my bag out of the door, and nobody asked, and nobody stopped.

It’s been like this for a long time, without me, no one cares about me but Grandpa.

They’re already around, and they can’t hurt me half.

I wandered out of the alley, and the rain stopped, and the sun passed through thin clouds, and it melted down.

It’s a beautiful time, and the city is different from the rest of the world, and it’s a barberhouse, a ceiling building, an unawaked sleep, a good first dream, a new sense of grief, a constant hatred, the best.

That’s what Meng wrote about Shinjing.

15

I haven’t seen it for a long time. I’m a little lost.

I was born here, and grew up here, and left and returned, and was like a stranger.

Only Song Jin waited at the intersection for some time and how he knew I would come.

He referred to the burden of my shoulder, and said nothing, and did not turn his head back.

I followed him behind him and looked behind him, and I couldn’t tell.

His house was given by His Majesty, but it was only a garden. Like him, it was cold and clear, and the front door was locked, and only a corner was locked. I stood at the door and did not want to enter, and I could not and would not be too involved with him.

He looked back at me.

“Go home. He looked at me and whispered,

I don’t know where I was born. This is his home. What does it matter to me? I’m going to my mother’s home.

I’m still standing, and I’m forced back to tears.

I’m not hearing from before.

And he held my cuffs silently, and did not seem to make much of it, but dragged me into the garden.

Maybe I wanted to. I want to see what his parents look like.

The courtyard can see the head at once, five rooms southward and three west.

It’s only a big bargain.

The courtyard has been growing a few pieces of weeds, and behind it is a huge walnut tree.

Who would have thought that such a pristine courtyard would be inhabited by His Majesty’s most trusted Emperor?

Jomo heard the footsteps, and two old servants, a man and a woman, had come out of the kitchen to the west with white hair and wrinkled faces.

“The adults and the girls are back? “They didn’t ask me who I was.”

I want to go. I don’t know where I saw them. Where did they know me?

“Mommy, make two bowls of noodles! When he told me to, he took me to the flat.

It’s just like the outside.

“Who is that aunt? Why do you know me? * I pushed the window and let the sun come through *

And he did not answer my words, but poured two teas slowly and drank one.

“Why didn’t you say goodbye? You can’t wait for me to come back? I’m sorry.

“You know my spleen, I can’t wait for half a moment. I sat down on his chair.

Tea is the old tea, it’s siping and the tea soup is thicker.

Does he have no money to buy tea? The family does not seem to have a few subordinates, nor should it have lived like this.

I do not want to see him too well, nor do I want to see him so miserable.

Wash the faded old robes and the bitter old tea in the coarse tea bowl, and it is not at all for him.

“Yes, you have been like this since you were a child. Tell me, tell me, how have you been with Grandpa all these years? I’m sorry.

He looked at me very carefully.

I can’t see his emotions coming together. For years, he’s been so deep that I can’t see.

I didn’t see through him when I was young.

“It’s a long story. I’m going out today, and I’m going to live in the house outside the country for a while. I’ll talk slowly with you. I’m sorry.

“When will you be free?” he asked.

I suddenly didn’t know how to answer him.

16

I may not be able to spend my days on him.

But I can’t say to him that he did nothing and did nothing wrong.

“Don’t talk to me anymore. Tell me about you. * I’m laughing and turning off the subject *

“My days are boring, and the days are repeated, and this is the same day and tomorrow, lest you should not hear.” After all, you’re crazy. He looked at me and laughed.

He doesn’t like to laugh, he laughs at me, he talks at me.

“Tell me about your fiancée! If you don’t know, it’s all over the place. There’s always something that’s got a nose and an eye. There’s no real story about the girl. I’m sorry.

Some say it’s a princess, some say it’s a daughter.

At his age, very few are capable of second-rate work and few are not married.

He alone occupied both very little, and others were curious about him.

With regard to his marriage, Grandpa had asked the Old Man, who had not mentioned anything in his letter.

“I was married to her a long time ago, just delayed, you’ll know later. I’m sorry.

He’s smiling again and shaking his head, and it’s gonna be true.

I wanted to ask him how early this is. I don’t even know.

I guess it’s a little gruesome.

“Sniff, you live at home? I’m sorry.

I shake my head, not no, just inappropriate.

“I’ve got a stable outside. I’ve got the best horses. Do you ride? If I ride, I’ll get you one. It will take some time. I’m sorry.

I raised my own horses, but they were all for sale from the gate to the gate, and a special horse dealer sold them all, and a horse from the gate to the capital.

“A thousand miles, too hard. He shakes his head.

“It’s not easy, it’s possible. I’m sorry.

“Do you have any horses you like? Why didn’t you bring them back? I’m sorry.

“I’ll be back sooner or later. It’s waiting for me to come back.” I’m sorry.

I took another sip of that sip of tea.

At one point, a young man with a very nice face and a small face was put on the table.

He’s got a three-point smile on his face.

A small pair of eyes, but it looks very smart.

He looked at me and smiled, and he was white and full.

“Sir, my lord is waiting for the night to bring you back. The house had Auntie Wu clean it up for you.

“Bashishi, where are all those words? Quick, get out of here.”

He doesn’t laugh, but he doesn’t talk like that to anyone else.

“My uncle just doesn’t talk, girl, you mustn’t leave. I’m sorry.

He added that he ran away.

I’m looking at Sung-jin. I’m confused. What does he mean? He really wants me back? Why?

“Song Jin, do you need a housekeeper? “I can’t think of anything for half a day.

He picks up chopstick hands and eats noodles slowly.

It’s really just a bowl of sour noodles, but it tastes great. It’s the best of all the noodles I’ve ever eaten.

I didn’t eat enough. I had a bowl of noodles and I had a good stomach.

“The noodles made by Auntie Wu are delicious. I’m sorry.

I sincerely applaud that.

“If you stay and have anything to eat, she’ll do it every day in exchange for flowers. I’m sorry.

He put down chopsticks and there’s half a bowl left in the bowl, and he looks so serious.

“You’re strange today. Why should I stay? I’m sorry.

17

He’s silent, he doesn’t want to look at me.

“Song Jin, you and I are old and not brothers and sisters. You have made a decision, and others will talk.” I’m sorry.

“and you’re the only one who doesn’t talk, you know I can’t get along with her. I’m sorry.

“I’m more than able to feed myself now than I want to see others’ faces. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to let myself down, I don’t want to force him, I don’t want him in the middle.

He looked at me, and he fell down on his long eyelashes, and he was silent for so long that when I thought he wouldn’t speak, he spoke:

“I told her when I opened the house, I’ll give her old age, but this house, she doesn’t have to go in, and I won’t let her in. I’m sorry.

Over the years, the people and things I’ve met taught me a reason not to put your emotions on the face, but I was surprised by his words.

“What happened to you and her?”

His mother is no good, but whatever she is, where does the son keep her mother from entering? This is a bad filial act, and if her mother sues His Majesty, he can’t even do it.

“It’s nothing. I did it with her as a child. “He shakes his head, his face doesn’t change anything, and treats him like his mother. He’s really used to it.

“If she was brought before His Majesty, you wouldn’t want to do it. He’s not stupid, is he?

“It’s true that she’s got a problem, and I told her that she won’t come. I have already told His Majesty that she now has Gareth and that he has one heart. I’m sorry.

Garrett is the only boy we’ve ever heard of. She’s not even a child. I can’t think of a child with a heart.

I feel personally that Jomo Song is lying?

It’s more credible that his mother didn’t come to the house because of his highness.

“Why didn’t you ask her to come? You’re her son and you’re going to marry a new woman. I’m sorry.

I can’t really see him. She’s the same. He’s been cold since he was young.

It must be something big.

“What does it have to do with my new wife who lives with me?” He said something I didn’t expect.

It’s not like Song Jin can say it when he looks so sad.

In all the years I wasn’t there, what really happened?

SONG’s been so excited.

Jomo’s unbelievably obvious on my face, and he was a bit angry, and he took up tea and took a big sip, and called Whitestone to pack his chopsticks.

The Whitestone was at the door, and Song Jin’s voice had not fallen, and he came in.

When he looked at Song Jin, he cried like he hated steel and ran out.

The master is like the master, but the servant is not much like the servant.

I don’t know how Pingyang is.

18

I’ve been waiting for another half hour, and I’ve left Song’s house with my bag.

I’ll have to go to the house before dark or I’ll have to stay at the inn today.

Sung Jin was standing at the door, standing on his head and not acting like a messenger.

And I watched him wash away a green robe, and looked upon a green piece of his chin.

We can no longer describe each other with such words.

“You’ve got to come to the estate, and there’s a big pear tree, and it’ll be a flower in a few days. You can see it. It’s better if you bring it full. I’m sorry.

I went to West Street to buy a couple of sesame burns and arrived at the house before dark.

My mother-in-law’s handmaiden butterflies were the ones who kept watch.

My mother gave me the fortunes of the butterflies when she went and gave them to me.

I wanted her to go back to her home, and my ex-wife was a 7-bit county until she never got up.

The two uncles had nothing to do with their studies, and they couldn’t learn nothing, but after I left, they all lived on their ancestral birth.

The brother-in-law of the butterfly is my uncle’s wife, but she doesn’t want to go back, lest she marry her.

My mother went and the butterflies treated me with all their heart, and I returned her, and she told her about a relationship.

She was married to an ordinary farmer outside the city who had some distant ties to my grandmother.

Her son-in-law was honest and hard-working, and she left them in charge of the estate.

By the time I got to Shoko, she was cooking!

Her youngest daughter brought a small bench to burn.

Smoked in the chimney, and the back yard was the sound of butterflies’ son-in-law Zhao feeding pigs.

I stood in the yard and listened to it, and it was clear that it was nothing more than normal, and somehow it was reassuring.

The smoke of man is most touching the hearts of man.

Uncle Zhao came out of the backyard and he had a big wooden pot in his hand.

He was born black, and man was strong, and not much changed from the old days.

He didn’t think I’d be back.

“Uncle Jo. “And We called him, as though he were awake, and his mouth said to him, “And he cried out,

“The daughter-in-law, the girl is back, the girl is back. He lays the basin under his head, and he works with him.

I called her aunt when I gave it to her.

My mother doesn’t have a sister. She’s younger than my mother.

My mother never treated her like a servant when she was alive, and I called her an aunt.

The butterflies came out very quickly, surrounded by aprons, and her hands were wet, and she put her hands on the apron, and she walked and pulled me up and down.

“My girl! Don’t you want to go home? I’m sorry.

She said she was gonna cry.

“Don’t make me cry. You know the least I can do. I’m so hungry. I’m sorry.

And We swayed her arms, and for many years they had not done so, and their faces were not thick enough, but they were somewhat rusty.

But she loves me the most. Why don’t you eat me?

So she said, “Uncle Zhao killed the fish and the family jumped and jumped.”

But I was soaking wet.

I love being here with Grandpa, so that’s what’s ordinary and loving, right?

Who calls us mortal adults?

19

I also found a bench sitting in front of the kitchen, and told the butterflies about these years, and I took out the little things that were closed for peaches.

She was two years old when I left. She’s an eight-year-old now.

But she’s got the guts, she doesn’t recognize her life, and she screams so well.

“Thank God, my girl’s come back after all these years. “The butterflies read the Buddha with their hands, and they cut up the chicken without soft hands.

See, they are ordinary people born low and never read the book, but they are born with something simple and good.

That’s how it looks.

It is not fair for everyone to ask for it; perhaps they will not have it for a lifetime.

But they live with their true efforts, and take their days seriously.

Days are a good day, so good.

Eating and bathing, the blankets on the bed were freshly sewn and tanned softly.

I don’t want to think about anything. I can sleep with my eyes closed.

If there is a god, I only ask for one thing.

It’s good to get old on a day like this.

On the third day, Grandpa came with his old ash, who saw the seedlings in the field and ran away.

I have some opinions about the old ass, and I can’t do first in my grandfather’s heart because of it.

So I folded a willow, raised my skirt and pursued it for two miles.

Eventually, I caught up with the greedy gnawing seedlings and dragged them home.

Uncle Zhao also has two donkeys and mules, but they’re different from Grandpa’s. They work every day.

I tied it to Uncle Zhao’s donkey so that he could understand it as a donkey, at least have a basic understanding of himself.

Let it shine on me!

I’ve got time for the same as a donkey, and I’ve had a lot of time.

There’s always work in the field.

I’m familiar with the work in the field, whether it’s a vegetable or a weed.

I was redened by the wind, and the butterflies took out all the fats I couldn’t put on, hoping to make me white.

But it’s not gonna happen in a day.

She won’t let me get out of the sun, she’ll just nag at her and I’ll do mine.

And when the dozens of acres of pear blossomed in my house, our seedlings sprung!

Butterfly is going to be a spring troupe, and I’m in the yard with peach flowers.

And the spring hordes are made of rice and awe, which may be covered with salt or sweet pie.

I love sweeter, softer.

The door was open, and Sung really came.

In my heart, he’s always been a weak author, still sick and sick.

It turns out that he was able to get off his horse.

Long legs take advantage.

A little girl came down from the wagon, and the girl combed her tweeds and got two bunches of coral beads on her hair.

The eyes are large and the spirit is strong, the cheeks are full, and the young are beautiful.

She’s like Song Jin, not much.

Because her mouth is more like mine, and her lower lips are thick and her upper lips are thinner.

She wears a pink dress, and her lips are born to laugh.

She’s so big.

I haven’t seen you in years. I’m so big.

I wonder if she remembers me.

Jomo doesn’t remember, does he? After all, when I left, she was one year old.

Sister! * She softly calls me, softly sounds.*

20

She called me sister.

Her face was slowly overlapping with that little girl, who might not remember me for a long time but would still call me Sister.

I laughed at her, reached out and waited for her to come.

She came over, put her hands in my hand, and I let her look and look.

“Look, do I look the same as when I was a kid? * She turned around, and the skirt was floating. *

“Same, different. I’m sorry.

When she smiled, her big eyes bent.

She murmured.

I can’t hold her anymore.

How can a woman like her mother raise such a smile?

The day passed so quickly that the girl had spent more than a year in the palace and had never been out of the capital since she remembered.

Look at a chicken for half a day.

Song Jin’s words are too small. He’s only following us wherever we go.

The meal was under a pear tree, and I found wine, without a few drinks, and the peach blossoms were all drunk, so the butterflies wouldn’t let them drink.

They’re yelling to rest again and the butterflies are taking them.

I’m the only one left under the tree, and he’s drinking with me.

Pears are white and soft, and I drink a scalding knife. A few of them are fine.

I didn’t know how much he drank. He drank with me. I looked at him.

And I put my heart down and drank.

“Sniff, you want flowers, I’ll fold one for you? I’m sorry.

He asked me with a twig on his head.

The mouth is even laughing.

Is he drunk or not?

But he stood up and broke a piece of his hand, and a number of pear flowers would not open.

I put it under my nose and I smelled it with a little bitter scent.

The people love flowers, and from spring to autumn there are flowers in Tokyo City. I have received a flower for the first time in my life.

“Sniff, what do you like? I’ll buy it for you every day, and I’ll save it all these years. I’m sorry.

He looked at me with his head down and he had a luminous eye and a red eye.

He’s drunk.

The contrasted light fell through the white pear and fell on his head.

Nice people, always take advantage of a lot.

Even from this angle, he still has a white neck and can’t find a double chin.

Didn’t he give it to his mother? You’re saving up?

“Sniff, you talk. “And suddenly he was crouching before me, and we were so close, that if I were in the mood, I could count a few of his eyelashes.

My heart was like a drum, but we moved back with great calm.

Age isn’t white.

“What do you want me to say? I love so much that you don’t buy enough. I’m sorry.

He just smiled.

“Sniff, how can you be so stupid? I am now the king of second prizes, and His Majesty has never asked him to turn into silver for me. I have money. I’m sorry.

“If you have money, why can’t you have a nice cup of tea? Not even a new dress? Why is there no decent furniture at home? I’m sorry.

All I hear is that he was a clean and fair man, and that he was offended in the face, and that he did not want to spend much time with others.

It must not be easy for him to be a judge.

There’s a popular story about His Majesty, but I don’t know if it’s true.

The Queen-in-law said: “O mother! You can’t even pay your salary if you have money. It’s not too late to pay your mother back I’m sorry.

The Queen has driven His Majesty away and heard that the Queen has indeed borrowed money to His Majesty.

A man who takes money from his daughter-in-law?

“Sniff, are you stupid?” He asked with a very low voice.

I’m not stupid. If I’m stupid, how can I earn so much silver?

I’m serious.

“Yes, you’re not stupid!” He smiled, rubbing my hair like he was young.

21

He turned around in front of me, with his hands behind his back, and I looked at him, and I didn’t know if he was going to go against me.

“You’re drunk, I’ll carry you. I’m sorry.

“Song Jin, you’re drunk. I muffled.

“You’re drunk, I carry you. He looked back at me and looked serious.

I wasn’t drunk, but I climbed his back. Maybe I was drunk. I just didn’t know!

He was born thin, but he kept me on his back.

The cheeks are a little hot and I’m really drunk.

It’s a long, short road, spring time just right, and Song Jin carried me in a steady back, and suddenly my hair hit the twig and fell down with pears.

None of us spoke, and We gently put our cheeks on his shoulder.

Their hearts are swollen and painful, as if they were an unspoken dream, and with a glass of wine from this day, they are finally what they wish.

With this day, I’m done.

There are people who love each other all their lives, and today they may love this one, and tomorrow they will change.

But some people love only one person in life.

It’s bad, it’s bad, but it’s not gonna work.

One day, one day, one day.

It will not be a life without a moment, even a moment, and even a moment, if you wish.

“Song Jin, any poems about pear flowers? I’m sorry.

“The Queen of Light Pear, the Queen of the Year has not returned.” It’s not like the old days. I’m sorry.

He’s going steady, and his voice is going very well.

I’ll read you a good poem.

“Do I smell, did I tell you about my father? He was a wonderful and wonderful man, and his mother was very reluctant to marry him, but my father treated her like a treasure, and he couldn’t even speak out with her. I’m sorry.

“Only in a cold, my father passed away, and my mother turned and married. I’m sorry.

“I was born of her, naturally as cold as she was. I’m sorry.

“Only one thing in my heart, somehow it’s always warm. I’m sorry.

He’s a low voice and he’s so drowsy.

“Song Jin, you’re not like her. “There’s nothing like her except her.

“Hmm! I don’t want to be the same as her…”

And then he said something, and I never heard it again, and I was really drunk and lost to sleep.

When I woke up, the sky was red and he was gone.

Butterfly made dinner and Uncle Zhao picked up beans in the hospital.

It’s time to start growing beans.

“The good people of Lord Song blame the selfish father of the girl for delaying her birth. I’m sorry.

I stood in front of the window and heard the butterfly say that.

“Yes, I see how he treats the girl.

Uncle Zhao sighs.

There’s an open pear in the crayon on the table.

Everyone knows he’s good, only he doesn’t know.

On the day of dawn, I will go with my grandfather to see Grandma, and he won’t let me go. Let me change the day and say he whispered to her.

I looked at Grandpa’s back, and he had bent his back and walked, and I looked at him, and he was sad.

Sooner or later, someone will leave, and those who spoke with you yesterday will never see you again tomorrow.

There was no such thing as a silent, ordinary separation.

What do you want to do if you only leave someone you love?

I’ll come to see my mother after my grandfather. He can’t refuse, can he?

22

We went late to avoid my father, and there were fruits in front of the grave, and the paper was burned.

It’s not easy for a man like my father to burn me paper on a day like this.

I don’t hate him. After all, he was young when my mother left.

But I can’t treat him like a father.

It is the best thing for us to ask if we are well.

Grandpa sat in front of Grandma’s grave, and I burned her paper, and I didn’t bother her, and I went far away to sit on the hillside.

And suddenly the heavy heaven rained upon it, and it was small, but it grieved.

When I left, I took an umbrella and held it up for Grandpa.

He’s old. I can’t allow any little chance of an accident to happen to Grandpa.

If he could, I’d like him to live a hundred years.

But We knew what was in his heart, and Grandpa wanted to see me find someone to protect me before he left, and the rest of his life would be safe.

I’ll give it a try. I’ll give it to Grandpa.

Grandpa invited a well-known official in Tokyo to kiss me. It’s hard to find a good family at my age.

After all, who’s got a girl as big as I am?

So We are on the same day, or on the same path.

The matchmaker’s presentation was not so bad as to have a single widower.

Age varies from 20 to 50.

And We went forth every day, and returned with our heads down.

It’s just that I don’t grow up enough to be able to see me.

And blame me for my temperament and patience and my inability to be good and understanding.

I can only say I’m sorry.

We have seen the heavens and the earth wider, and a single heart is no longer secure.

I’m not like the other woman, I know.

It’s hard to find someone who knows me.

It’s a shame my grandfather’s dozen old-age silver.

Until I saw the last of the couple and it didn’t bear fruit, the soy seed grew tall.

And the days are free, and We have not been needles for a long time.

It’s hard for me to be able to still have sex and make shoes for the old man.

The day when the stone came, it was the hottest day of spring.

And I sat in the courtyard and said to the peaches, “The West Side,” and the peaches were holding their cheeks and shaking their heads and sighing.

As soon as Whitestone enters the door, he’ll drink water, and the peaches pour him three cups.

And when We looked at him on the forehead, he was sweaty, and We did not know whether there was an emergency or whether it was too hot.

I had Peach Flowers sit on his chair and say he’s a real man and sits in the right place.

“You come with me to see my lord! I’m sorry.

The pine ink said nothing.

“What happened to Sung-jin? What happened?”

“It was nice yesterday, when he was brought back at noon, but only when he hit His Majesty and was beaten on 30 boards. I’m sorry.

“You know he’s a bad man. He’s not awake yet. “The white stone brought some crying.

I’m scared. I know him better than anyone else. A cold can kill him.

23

I shall be at dusk and the sky shall be suffocating and hot, and about to rain a heavy rain.

But it’s holding on to the rain.

He was lying on the bed, covered with a blanket.

He fell asleep on his side, covered his lips with blood, and his teeth were visible.

Looks like these 30boards are real 30.

I’d like to take a look at the covers, and his eyelashes are shaking, his eyes open and his eyes are clear.

“Sniff, don’t look.” He trembled.

The position was too awkward for him to worry.

“Does it still hurt? Does it have a fever?

I reached out to his forehead, not very hot.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore. It’s already here today. I’m sorry.

“Hmm! “I took it lightly and didn’t know what else to say.

“Are you leaving today?” He whispered.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. “I shake my head.

He spat his lips and laughed.

“Good. I’m sorry.

For the first time, I walked into the house he had left for me, which, unlike the cold elsewhere, had been packed up in such a way that people were everywhere.

The lake blue bill, the sculptor’s fragrance, the bedside desk, the penetrator on the table, the vase set on the bogus shelf, the wall-mounted paintings, and everything.

The drawers in the dresser were even covered with a lot of jewelry powder, the house was clean and the skirts in the closet were full.

Looks like a lady has been living in this house.

He gave me a house like this, a house where people live day by day and stay forever.

If it was just a guest, how could it be worth it?

Song-jin, what do you mean?

“Girls, I’ve got a lot of flowers, and I don’t know what you like. I’ve cut it for you. I’m sorry.

Aunt Wu is standing outside the house.

There aren’t many flowers in the yard. Where is she going to cut them?

“When the girl’s free, go to the backyard. The master chose the yard for a garden in the backyard. I’m sorry.

Jomo saw my doubts, and Auntie Wu laughed and said to me:

“Let’s cut a seagull! I don’t really love flowers, at least as much as any other woman.

There’s nothing in the room but a lady.

I live here, but I’m not safe.

I’m the one who says, “I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.”

Because of fear, he’s afraid of talking about me as his own sister.

I don’t know what I’d say then.

“And I shall win one day and be grieved, because the garden of his home is like that of mine.”

The groceries in the backyard, the small flowers on the edge of the raisins, are the same as old ones.

And he is getting better in my sorrows.

He’s been beaten and he doesn’t seem to be ready to go up.

I watered with Aunt Wu in the backyard, and he watched.

I read under my roof, and he watched, and from time to time asked for a comment.

He writes paintings, eats and sleeps, and looks to me like he’s free.

24

I asked him why he got hit.

He laughed and begged His Majesty for one thing, and His Majesty refused.

I said no! Why are you hitting people?

He said he wouldn’t do it, and he said he didn’t want to do it.

I say His Majesty was really good and he was not killed.

He was laughing, and I found something that he loved to laugh in recent days.

He asked me how I was dating. Any satisfaction?

And We glanced at him with our eyes, and We did not know from where he knew that I was in marriage, and both knew that the end would come to pass without a disease.

That’s what stabbed me.

“Every man, every man, every man, every man, every man, every man. I’m sorry.

I bit him.

“Sniff, do not marry anyone else. I’m sorry.

A policeman in the courtyard last night was just a flower, and somehow a flower with a large mouth was opened.

“What did you say?”

I looked at him on the side, and he looked down at me, laughing at my mouth and looking down at him.

“Do not marry those who are with them, and smell, and do not marry them.” I’m sorry.

He said it twice.

What do you mean, “Don’t marry someone else”?

“Don’t marry anyone else, even if you don’t like me. I can do better, smell, tell me who you like, I’ll go to school. I’m sorry.

When I was struck by lightning, my ears were pounding.

That’s not what Song Jin will say. How can he say such a thing?

I must be mistaken.

I was wrong.

I turned back and ran away.

I always thought I’d never do anything more embarrassing than that.

I ran away in vain when he confessed to me.

Shouldn’t I answer him with a straight answer: “You look like my favorite?”

I’ve been restless and frightened every day.

Even peach blossoms see something wrong with me, not to mention the others?

They’re just looking at me and saying what I want.

I was troubled, and I went into the city two times, standing at his door for one or two hours, without the courage to go forward.

I didn’t want to go back. I found a boat by the river. I asked for a pot of wine.

The moon’s teeth bend a little, but the stars are blind.

I’m just asking if I need a drink.

I got another pot.

The tree contains rain, and the mountain bird springs.

I have a bottle of wine that can comfort the dust.

“And I have a pot of wine to comfort the dust. I’m sorry.

I mumbling.

“What’s wrong with the little lady?” You see that guy on the beach, he’s after her when she gets on the boat. I’m sorry.

The sissy pointed at the shore and I sat up and looked around.

It is true that Ichiro is on the shore with his hands on his back, and his face is blurred, but he is as old as he is.

I know it’s Song Jin.

25

Since when did he follow me?

Was I in front of his door?

And so we looked at it, and I looked up and drank a pot of wine, and grunted and threw it in the water.

Get the sissy to shore.

I’m not afraid.

I was really drunk today, and I walked into his eyes.

And man is an old man, and this day is not old.

“Sniff, what’s with the drunk? He groaned.

“Yes, he was drunk because he was upset. Didn’t you say that there’s nothing to forget? I’m sorry.

“What’s bothering you? “He has a slight brow.

I hate him the least, but he always does.

I reached out a finger and pressed his eyebrow.

“Don’t keep looking, it’ll get old fast. I’m sorry.

He reached out and pulled my hand down into his heart, and his hands were warm and not as cold as his men.

“Why do you run?”

“Song Jin, you said you were happy with me. I looked at him and said, “Someway, tears are all over my eyes, and as long as he says something I don’t want to hear, they’ll fall at once.”

“Yes, I rejoice in you and smell you, and you do not know that you are the only colourful dream I have ever had in my humble life, and that you are my request, my plea, my plea.” I’m sorry.

“Sniff…”

He looked at me very seriously.

I’m satisfied, nod my head, open my mouth and laugh.

“Don’t cry, smell, and don’t cry. I know I don’t deserve you, but you are the only one I can’t let go.” I’m sorry.

“Sniff, don’t cry.”

He sheds more and more tears on me.

One day, I can become Song’s only soul.

I want to know why. I want to know when.

He groaned me in his arms.

He’s really not the young and young boy who was once, with broad shoulders, able to carry mountains and mountains, a good looking and tenacious man.

He gently slaps my back, and I put my chin on his shoulder.

It’s a real day in the middle of the world!

“Song Jin, are you going to marry me? Are you going to marry me? Are you going to marry me about your request? I’m sorry.

I can’t believe what I’ve thought, and I can’t believe it.

Yes!

“When I was little, I thought of you. I’m sorry.

I whispered in his ear.

He blinked for a second and he shook his head.

“Are you looking at a bag like this? I’m sorry.

Who doesn’t like good-looking people?

Maybe at first! Only later, I liked his tenacity, his knowledge and perhaps his everything.

“You’ll know later. I’m sorry.

I stretch my hand around his waist and he’ll know how much I like him.

26

I’m holding a faint head and staring at the blues of the lake.

I remember everything I said last night, and I remember nothing.

I just can’t remember when I was drunk. He probably sent me home.

“Arise? Are you dizzy?”

The sound is so soft, it’s not the same as in the past.

He was baptized, his mouth bended, his hands were put on my hair, he rubbed softly and looked at me.

There’s light in my eyes and there’s a little man in my head.

“Well, woozy!” I answered.

I’m not really a sweet girl. I broke my forehead when I was a kid, I couldn’t stop crying, and I could turn around and comfort my mother.

I wonder why so much has come out of him.

“Shall we freshen up first? It’s better to have a good night’s sleep. I’m sorry.

He looked very serious. I noded and did what he said.

I couldn’t sleep, and I sat under the roof and he didn’t care about me.

He heard that there was a man in the palace, who had the guts to be at the door and had no family.

They say that he is near to His Majesty. Indeed, this day he is near.

He soon turned away, standing in front of me, silent, and I looked at him.

“Sniff, will you marry me? * He holds his fist, he’s right, but his face clearly says he’s unconscious.

Is that the same day Song Jin-jin?

“Yeah! I laughed at him.

He looked at me like I couldn’t believe it.

He murmured.

“I look forward to this day for not long. I’m sorry.

If this is a single vision, it will be the best outcome today.

He never failed me.

He dared to marry. Why would I dare to marry?

He begged Grandpa, who woke him up to find a matchmaker, and married me in good manner.

I couldn’t leave the house day after day, and the dowries were embroidered.

It’s true I can’t even embroidered.

Waiting for days, not waiting for the matchmaker, but waiting for a strong marriage.

Your Majesty is very kind.

Your Majesty, unlike I thought it would have been, if he had not been for the heaviness, it would have been like a warm, white-faced student.

And he smiles, and his eyes are dazzled by the illegible light.

When he spoke to his grandfather, he was very gentle and looked at my eyes, and I wondered whether I had imagined it and always looked at it with a few words.

I looked at Sung-jin and looked at him, and he looked at him, and he was very calm and softly dressed.

I look at his mouth, and somehow, his heart is full of emotion.

He’s the best in the world for me.

Since we’re married, we have a date, in August.

Song Jin said he should go up and stay at home.

There was a big thing going on in the middle, and, of course, the bigger things have nothing to do with the people themselves.

I had not met Song Jin for decades, so I missed him so much, and I begged my grandfather to come to see him.

Grandpa showed me his hand, but she’s the one talking.

Why am I so big? It’s too big.

The front door of the house was still locked, and I went in through the corner.

Sung Jin has not gone down.

Whitestone is at home, and he sees me, and he smiles on his face.

“You’re here, girl? He hasn’t been home for three days, he’s in the court room. If you come, he can rest for a day. I don’t have to send him this dinner. I’ll bring him back. I’m sorry.

Whitestone took a brand-new piece of cake, and was not afraid of heat, and tore a piece into his mouth.

It seems that the matter of the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea is no small matter. He hasn’t returned home for three days.

When he came back, the sky was dark, and he was wearing a tan dress.

I looked at him under the roof and I lost my mind.

He looked at me, he bended over, and he finally laughed.

“Song Yun Ting, you make me go away!”

“Yes, it’s all my fault. Is he hungry?” He took my hand and I followed him behind him.

“I’ve eaten a piece of cake, I’m not very hungry. Would you change first? I’m sorry.

“Hmm! I’m sorry.

So he cleaned his hands and changed his clothes after he went to the screen, and I looked at him with it.

“Do you really want to see me change? * He’s got his hand in the neck and looks at me and asks *

“You’re all mine. Watch your change. I laughed at him.

“Sniff, you stand closer. He took the collar easy and took his uniform off.

There were only white underwear and black pants.

The neck is long and the throat is slightly rolling.

I can’t help it. It’s a sin!

27

I moved next to him and stopped at a distance.

“Is it good? Hmm? * He’s a hum-mmm-mmm, and I’m stupid enough to nod my head.

“Then look closer. * He stretches his hand and pulls me into his arms *

Whether it’s too hot or too hot for him.

My cheeks are hot and my forehead looks sweaty.

He looked at me, and he saw the waves.

A dark eye staring at me as if it were patient.

I think I was born to turn my back! The more he endured, the more I tried to push him.

Then We smote our toes and put my lips on his lips.

“is sweet. I’m sorry.

I left his lips, licked the horns of my mouth, and took his eyebrows with provocation.

“Sniff, I’m a man. I’m sorry.

He dragged me into his arms and kissed me.

Unlike the dragonflies I just did, he kissed deeply.

But he was more restrained than I was, and finally he stopped breathing before I was naked in bed.

His head was on my shoulder, and the smell was wet and hot on my cheek, and he was sweaty on his forehead.

The house was so quiet, he was only breathing.

“Sniff…”

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“I can’t bear to talk to you later. *He’s dumb, he can’t make a sound.

“There is something Song King Shih can’t stand.” I’m sorry.

And the moon shall be raised as it eats.

There was widespread involvement in the detection of large cases of corruption and fraud.

Song spent more than 50 days with his feet and my father was involved in the case, but he only received a few silver.

He left his life behind.

Grandpa knew it before me.

I was afraid he’d be sad, and Grandpa thought so.

Says my dad wasn’t supposed to be an official, but now he’s lost, so he learns to be human.

I think so.

Until we went after him, my father came to the house with his family.

We know why they came.

If my dad doesn’t talk, he’ll block him.

“You don’t have to fight with the son of a bitch’s idea, and she’ll make it clear and clear. The son of a bitch’s will be a loud dowry.” I’m sorry.

“You were there on that day, and you were given all the courtyards in the bouquets and all the shops on East Street, and what will happen to you, all by yourselves.” I’m sorry.

“I don’t have to say much about what kind of man Yun Tin is. If he hadn’t saved your life this time, it would have been your place at the market. I’m sorry.

“So he will give you back your blessing, and leave him alone in the future, and let him live and do for the people, and you will be good and good.” I’m sorry.

Grandpa can’t leave him alone, my father can’t say a word.

You don’t love Karen, too? “Song Jin and his mother pick up the tweezers and say it slowly.

“You’ve had enough pain for him, I’m tired, I have to take a break and drink this tea and go!” Don’t come again. I’m sorry.

Grandpa slowly went out.

“Sounds…” Dad looked at Song Jin and finally spoke to me.

I was disappointed in him long ago, and I had no hope, but I did not want to say a word to him.

He gave him 1,000 silver tickets he had already prepared.

He took a look at a woman and didn’t take it.

“What about Hanako?” “The woman picks up the silver ticket and flips it.

“Do you want to eat? I can still speak to you in peace, for the sake of your birth. I’m sorry.

“My father was a coward, and he didn’t have the guts to take money from someone else. You know better than my dad. I’m sorry.

“When you say God gives you beauty and courage, why don’t you have more of a brain?” My dad’s a five-class executive. What’s the use of silver? What can he give him?”

“They’re trying to kill Song Jin! If His Majesty hadn’t trusted him, would he have done it? I’m sorry.

“You will neither teach him nor harm him in the future, nor mention your mother.” I’m sorry.

I drank tea and said slowly.

“What are you? How dare you tell me not to recognize me? * She hit the table and looked at me and said *

Even a beautiful girl, but the raisins are upside down, and they’re not beautiful.

“Don’t you know what I am? I’m Song’s daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.

“Do you know what your relationship with my father was? Guess why His Majesty agreed to my marriage with Song? I’m sorry, I’m sorry, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

His Majesty will give his marriage to Song, who is unwilling to say that he has already contracted marriage.

It was only when His Majesty did not believe in him that he told him about my engagement with him as a child.

That’s where he came from with the rumors that he’s already married.

They look at me, and they’re not ashamed, they’re just scared.

The thousand taels of silver were taken.

I married Song Jin in August.

He was taken into my house, and Sang-jin remained busy, and I spent two or three months of the year away.

My life has been too successful for me at times.

Even if I don’t know what to do, I’m still so committed.

Indeed, it would have been a bad word for him who had never let go, and if it had not been for him, there would have been none for us today.

He said to me, “Don’t give up, the crest is turning around, and there’s always an unexpected surprise waiting.”

He said if it was meant to be, he would believe in it.

I don’t believe in fate, but I do.

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I’ve got a good memory, but I don’t remember all the time.

Only one thing was clear: one day my father went home and said he had given me a family.

He drank wine that day, and his cheeks were red, and he was so happy.

“The little one will surely not be able to hear it, and I will marry her and be blessed.” I’m sorry.

And We recorded it for many years, and then the father was gone, and the mother was to be married to her family, and many shame was in my heart.

It is most regrettable that the father can no longer marry the little man who says he can be blessed.

This regret has been going on for years, starting from the first moment I saw her.

It was the second day that my mother married her family, and my uncle sent me to the alley.

The smeller was a very simple doorway, and I crossed the threshold, and the little man was standing under the wall of a sign.

I know she’s four years younger than me.

She was wearing a red dress with green shirts with thin eyes and dark hair and full cheeks.

She looked at me for a long time and then looked like she had a mouthful and laughed at me.

Someone who’s born to laugh, like her, smiles with white lips.

She’s better-looking than a normal girl. Maybe it’s my heart.

Or the girl I’ve seen is a little too little. She’s the only one who looks at me like she’s not squeezing or trying to pick up the tone.

I have no good words from my childhood, nor know how to deal with others.

The only one better than the others is to read.

I’m very good at smelling home, and her father is fascinated by my mother, and I can’t talk well or be blamed.

The old grandfather of my family loves me very much. She talks a lot.

I’ve never seen a girl like her who speaks with great energy, and never goes home from school.

Asking Grandpa for peace, Grandpa complained with her that she had folded flowers, stepped on her grass, or thought of new food, almost burned the kitchens and so on.

I’m jealous of her.

She’s not very quiet until something happens.

Then Grandma went and she took care of the house.

And We know well what my mother was like, and what she wanted for her life was to marry a man of dignity and wealth, but she could not be asked to marry her twice.

She only spends her time, spends her thoughts, and the rest is not in her heart.

Winter ointment, clothes, shoes, flowers for going out, for the little girl at home.

So she spoke many words, but she did not turn her emotions to me, though she was very displeased with my mother.

How good is she?

I had chicken soup in the kitchen for my mother, and she couldn’t take a sip, and she gave it to my grandfather.

Her cape was already half short, but she sewd me a big fur with her dowry skin.

She sat around me in the dark candlelight and asked me when I could get married.

Ask her when she’ll grow up.

I didn’t want to answer her. She didn’t know that she was supposed to be my wife, and when I knew her, she was the one who made a date with me.

My life was too poor and infertile, and she appeared so well that the barren land grew grass and flowers.

I’m a cold man, somehow, and when I think of her, my chest is warm.

She has such magic, which she does not know herself, and there is always a life on her that she can’t help but look and chase.

In many years of her absence, I’ve always wondered, would life be boring to me if she never existed?

A man who never tasted fun, never knew what boring was.

Later on, there were a lot of girls I knew.

They’re born or good, they’re probably pretty, and they’re smiling.

But I can’t laugh at them any more. I’m thinking of my girl.

She was my girl!

It’s just a runaway. It’s a runaway day.

I had nothing, and I never thought about what I had to get.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.