Chapter 1157 2009 (7)

"You just said you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

After being silent for a long time, the middle-aged man sitting in front of Han Yu rubbed his knees with both hands and suddenly asked him.

"At home...... It's a little inconvenient at home, so let's go find a store to eat. ā€

Han Yu's eyes moved, he quietly looked at the "father" in front of him who he hadn't seen much since he was a child, he could see a little unspeakable crampedness from the other party's expression, and even the panic that had not yet come back to his senses.

That's right, a child who was abandoned by himself more than ten years ago suddenly came back one day to find him, and if it was him, he would inevitably feel a little absurd and unreasonable.

"I—I'll go get my coat and wallet, you wait here for me, and I'll be right away!"

Seeing that Han Yu didn't speak, Father Jin took care of himself and finalized where the two of them would go next, he got up from the seat in the optical store and walked in the direction of the counter.

From the tone of his voice when he spoke, Han Yu could still hear a slight inexplicable trembling.

Han Yu was silent for a moment, then got up and walked over, then lowered his head and took out a pack of brand-new cigarettes from his pocket and gently put it on the counter.

"Would you like to smoke a cigarette and calm down?" he asked.

Father Kim, who was sitting at the counter, raised his head and looked at him a little blankly, his eyes scanning back and forth between the pack of Korean-made cigarettes on the counter and his emotionless face, as if he was at a loss.

Han Yu ignored the surprise in Father Jin's eyes, he didn't quite skillfully open the pack of cigarettes, opened the lid of the box, pulled out a cigarette from it and handed it to Father Jin, and said lightly: "It's a gift." When I came over, I realized that I didn't bring any gifts, and it didn't feel appropriate, so I bought a pack of cigarettes on the side of the road. ā€

This logical explanation is obviously more able to reflect the current situation.

Father Jin, who was slightly stunned, hurriedly called out "oh oh" twice, he hesitated, as if he thought of the "gift" that Han Yu said, or reached out and took the cigarette from Han Yu's hand, and then skillfully took out a lighter from his body.

As soon as he lit the fire, he made a move, as if he realized something, and couldn't help but look at Han Yu slightly embarrassed.

"I don't smoke. ā€

Han Yu understood the meaning expressed in his eyes, shook his head and said, "There are more girls in the family that adopted me, so I haven't touched tobacco and alcohol since I was a child." ā€

He was telling the truth, but there was another truth he didn't say. The reason why I still think of buying a pack of cigarettes at a roadside convenience store before meeting him is that the girl once told him that her father was a long-time smoker. Just this simple complaint, he has always remembered it to this day.

"Yes...... Really?"

I don't know if it was because Han Yu mentioned a sensitive topic, or simply because the sentence "don't touch tobacco and alcohol" in his words had an effect, Father Jin looked at him and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say it, and then he suddenly held the cigarette that was completely between his fingers and held it in his palm.

"Let's go. He didn't continue the conversation between the two of them, picked up the money he had just put on his coat and just taken it from the counter, took a deep breath, got up and said.

Han Yu's gaze subconsciously looked at the hand he was holding the cigarette, then nodded, and responded very briefly: "Hmm." ā€

When Father Jin pulled down the door of the store again, Han Yu looked up at the sky, the sky was very dark, only a trace of misty light remained in the distant sky, and he believed that it would not be long before the dark night would come completely as promised.

"Let's go...... Do you have anything you'd like to eat?"

"Nothing. I've been abroad for several years, and now I'm in a state of nostalgia for the food at home. ā€

Han Yu spoke, after a pause, he inexplicably turned his head to look at Father Jin who was walking beside him, and added softly in his mouth: "Actually...... I'd love to try your craft. ā€

Father Jin's footsteps also paused imperceptibly.

He turned his head and met the dark eyes that were staring at him fixedly, then nodded slightly, and didn't say much, just replied simply, "Yes." ā€

After that, the sun gradually recedes completely below the horizon, and when the last rays of light in the sky fade away, the earth is shrouded in darkness, and the shops and street lamps that line the streets light up.

The two figures walking side by side on the street, one is young, the other has appeared a little old, speechless to each other, the atmosphere seems a little awkward, and a little indescribably subtle.

"Oh, what kind of wind is blowing? Why do you have time to come to me today and not go home for dinner?"

The two unconsciously walked to the front of a barbecue restaurant, where a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Father Jin was sweeping the floor in front of the door with a broom.

He first looked at Father Jin in surprise, then turned his gaze to Han Yu, who was following Father Jin, couldn't help blinking, and asked, "...... Who is this?"

"Ahem. ā€

Father Jin coughed, then ignored the middle-aged man's question, intentionally or unintentionally, and said to him calmly: "Help me tidy up the private room on the second floor...... And also. ā€

Subconsciously turned his head to look at the tall figure beside him who didn't speak, Father Jin pursed his lips and added in a low voice: "Your kitchen, borrow it from me." ā€

Han Yu, who was standing side by side with Father Kim, didn't seem to hear this, and looked at this barbecue restaurant with a face that should have been many years old as usual.

"Kitchen? Why did it suddenly ......?"

"Okay, don't ask so much. Father Jin waved his hand impatiently, "Go and prepare! I'll borrow your family's ingredients by the way and pay you back another day." ā€

The middle-aged man's mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but he was glared back by a look from Father Jin.

He glanced at the old and young duo with a strange gaze, then turned and entered the store.

"This is a friend I've known for many years. ā€

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man entering, Father Jin finally introduced it in a low voice.

Han Yu nodded silently, and when he saw Father Jin's expression, he took the initiative to say, "I don't need to introduce anything to the two of us, there's no need, so as not to embarrass me and embarrass me." ā€

"That'...... Good!"

Father Jin nodded sullenly, but his eyes didn't dare to touch Han Yu's line of sight, and he took the lead in walking into this barbecue restaurant.

As for Han Yu, who was standing in place, he followed with a calm face.

In this world, there are some things that are indeed inconvenient for even good friends for decades to say, and everyone is embarrassed to say them. Happy and sad things can be shared with friends, but ugly things are not necessary.

Walking inside, the interior of this barbecue restaurant is actually no different from most barbecue restaurants in Korea.

The smoke exhaust pipes hanging above each table, the various shochu advertisements posted on the walls, the plastic chairs, folding benches, and the warm lighting sprinkle over the narrow space of the store, which is not very bright, but also adds a bit of warmth.

At this time, there were not many customers in the store, sitting in the corner barbecuing and drinking, and when Han Yu and the two went in, no one paid attention.

"Let's go up. ā€

Father Jin led Han Yu up a staircase against the wall to the second floor of this barbecue restaurant.

The corridor on the second floor looks more cramped, and it feels a little crowded when two people walk up together.

"Here. ā€

A door opened at the end of the aisle, and the middle-aged man poked his head out of it and beckoned to the two men.

"The sound insulation of the decoration is not very good, the movement downstairs of the other rooms can be heard, and it is relatively quiet here. ā€

Father Jin walked in and took a look, the small space, fortunately, it was more than enough to accommodate two people, so he nodded with satisfaction.

He gesturedly patted the middle-aged man's shoulder, glanced at the other party, and then turned back to Han Yu, who was already sitting in the private room, and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to cook a few dishes." The menu is on the table, so you can just call the waiter if you want to order. ā€

"Yes, you're welcome!" The middle-aged man who was squeezed out of the door by Father Jin came out coldly and grinned at Han Yu in the private room, "Just like your own home! ā€

When he saw the way the two got along, he thought that Han Yu was the child of one of Jin's father's relatives.

However, as soon as he said this, the atmosphere was inexplicably cold.

"Where do you get so much talk?"

Father Jin hurriedly pulled the middle-aged man's body and left.

"Hey, why are you pushing me?"

"How old do you say you are? Why do you still talk nonsense in front of juniors every day?"

"What nonsense am I talking!"

The two old men, who are not allowed to be more than a hundred years old in total, went downstairs all the way with their mouths.

"Speaking of which, you're still here at this time, and your brother and sister are there......"

"Shut up...... hush"

The voice was still faintly heard.

Han Yu, who was sitting in the private room, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip with a flat expression, and nodded for no reason.

Well, it seems that the sound insulation is really not very good.

The good and the bad have been heard.

……

"He doesn't have a lot of ingredients in his shop, so I made a few simple things, and I don't know if they suit your taste. ā€

When Father Jin, who was wearing an apron, brought the last dish to the table, he couldn't help but step aside, observing Han Yu's face with some apprehension.

"I'm just here to ask for a light meal, what is there to ask for. ā€

Han Yu's gaze swept around the table, and finally landed on the bowl of kelp soup placed in front of him.

It is a strange custom that Koreans must drink kelp soup on their birthdays, but just like the world still finds a way to make a cake to try on their birthdays, maybe on special days, there should be some special habits.

"I've heard you say before...... You're doing well with your adopted family?"

Closing the door, Father Jin put aside the apron he had taken off, sat down, and after hesitating for a while, he cautiously asked.

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