A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 573



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Episode 573: Dog Family Tree

“Aunt Cheonhwa, you said this is your first time in Bokju, right? When I get to Bokju, I’ll show you around. There’s a lot to see in Bokju. It’ll be a lot of fun if you go with Cheong, Mimi, Maenghee, Soso, and Galyeon.

It’s spring, so it’s warm and there are already a lot of new fruits and fish coming out.

You said you came from a place without a sea? Should I go catch some clams for the first time in a while?

“Oh, what kind of clam is this? If you rub your legs like this, like this, in the sand······.”

In the carriage heading to Bokju, Yeong-yeong was chattering away, with Cheong on her left and Cheonma on her right.

The reason why Yeong-yeong became like that is because, as per Cheon-ma’s request, he added the condition of Yeong-yeong’s marriage rite that she feels close to Cheon-ma as a friend.

But the problem was that Yeong-yeong’s only friend was Cheong, and because of that, Yeong-yeong felt that Cheon-ma was on the same level as Cheong.

So, as usual, he was wearing a blue hat on one side and a blue scarf on the other.

“Yeah, yeah. But wouldn’t it be okay if we moved away a little? It seems too close.”

Cheonma looks embarrassed at Young-young’s high level of intimacy.

Okso-gyo, who had been at a loss since a while ago when Cheong-i was talking to Cheon-ma so openly, quickly listened to Cheon-ma’s words.

“Oh, that’s right, Miss. Your aunt seems a little uncomfortable, so please step away from her…”

Then Yeong-yeong opened her eyes wide and asked back.

“Auntie, you’re uncomfortable? You don’t hate me, do you?”

“Oh, no, that’s not it···.”

“Look at that. Sibi. You don’t look uncomfortable at all. You don’t know anything. But pretending to know… Why have you been interrupting me while I was talking to your aunt?”

A precious moment when I learned that even a heavenly horse would be embarrassed if you asked him outright if he didn’t like it.

At Young-young’s words that openly ignored Okso-gyo, Okso-gyo’s face suddenly changed to one of bewilderment.

And then Yeong-yeong’s words follow.

“Then this is how it is. I feel good because it seems like there are two Cheongs. They look similar. Oh, of course, it’s not that they look the same, but they both look like Westerners.

Why do we feel like friends even though it’s been so long since we last met?

“Am I under my mother’s spell without realizing it? Ahaha.”

Cheonma, his mother, and Okso-gyo looked at me with surprised eyes at the sudden appearance of Yeong-yeong.

-Exactly!

Immediately after, the sound of his mother snapping her fingers was heard, and Young-young’s expression became blank, and his mother spoke in a surprised voice.

“Seo, is your sorcery weak? That, that can’t be right? A child who was so good at it is now letting it go without any reason?”

His mother probably thought that the sudden appearance of Young-young’s magic spell had caused a problem, but she shook her head because computer data also has errors when it becomes infinitely negative and then positive.

It’s not that Young-Young was released from the sorcery or anything, it’s just some kind of bug.

Didn’t you say something like that in your past life?

The difference between genius and foolishness is only a sheet of paper.

This is just some kind of happening.

“Mother, Young-young has a tendency to say nice things. So, you don’t have to worry too much. It will happen often in the future, so just act calmly.”

“You say I have a good feeling? This isn’t something that can be said simply as having a good feeling.”

“Yes, Mother, Young-young is acting like she usually is, so you don’t have to worry too much. As the old man said, it happens very often.”

When Cheong-i came out to reassure her mother, she was relieved.

At that moment, Okso-gyo asked in a disgruntled voice from the side.

“But I have to keep picking on them? It’s annoying to be ignored by a green-eyed kid.”

In this game, my mother will faithfully fulfill the role of an elder of the Demonic Cult and my mother, and the younger sister of that mother of Cheonma.

The position of the Okso Bridge was ambiguous.

I felt a bit awkward introducing him as an elder of another sect, and I knew he would want to stick with Cheonma, so I had no choice but to decide on him as a sect. I wasn’t very keen on it at first, but I don’t like the fact that he was ignored by Yeong-yeong a little while ago.

Even by the standards of martial arts, it would be absurd to be ignored by Yeong-yeong, who is so far behind.

I asked back in a cautious voice, as it seemed like he wanted a role change.

“Um… Then, is there a station you like?”

When asked if he had any role in mind, Ok So-gyo answered with a cheerful voice.

“Maybe the eldest sister of the two or something···.”

It seemed like she wanted to play the role of mother and Cheonma’s older sister, but even at first glance, Okso-gyo looked like she was in her early thirties.

There was not much of an age difference between her and her mother, and on top of that, she had a somewhat wild vibe, making it ambiguous to play the older sister of the two.

That’s why I heard Cheonma’s voice when I made a worried expression.

“Oksogyo, you can’t even do your current role properly, so how can you covet something else? Judging from your past behavior, I’m worried.”

Okso-gyo flinched at Cheonma’s sharp attack.

That’s understandable, since he kept stuttering and acting awkwardly.

It wouldn’t be strange to think of it as the appearance of an aged Yeong-yeong.

If the hole in our house was Yongyeong, then the hole over there was Okso Bridge.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Holy Spirit.”

Ok So-gyo bows his head with a darkened complexion when his acting is pointed out.

Cheonma nodded to his mother and said.

“If you don’t have confidence, you should get help with digestion. Digestion, is it possible?”

“It won’t be difficult if Seonghwa can subdue Lee Ji.”

What I’m saying is that you’re just acting like a fool, so I’d rather you get caught in a witch hunt.

Okso-gyo responded with a startled expression on his face at Cheonma’s last words.

“Oh, no. Okay, I can do it! Ta, I will do my part perfectly without coveting!”

“If I can’t keep watching, I will give orders to Sohwa.”

Ok So-gyo nodded, who was very nervous, and after a while, when his mother’s fingers snapped again, Yeong-yeong’s chattering continued.

“Oh, did you doze off for a bit? I guess I dozed off next to my aunt. Where did I leave off?”

“I even told you to look around the author of Bokju. Sister.”

“Ah! That’s right. That’s why I like Cheong-i. When we’re together, Cheong-i thinks about the difficult things for me. Ahaha.

Then, I will go to Bokju and see the author, and then go to the beach and catch clams······.”

The carriage was heading to Bokju with Young-young’s chattering sound.

***

As the carriage arrived near Fuzhou, two people came out to greet it at the gate.

One of the people who came out to greet me was Biyeon, and the other was Okryung.

It seemed that they had already given us a call through Mimi, so they had come out and were waiting for us. When the carriage stopped, the two approached and greeted us politely.

“Your Majesty, have you returned?”

“Did you come back, brother?”

I quickly explained to my mother, who seemed nervous about the sight of the two of them, wondering if they were my other wives.

“Yes, how have you all been? Mother, this is Biyeon and Okryung. They are not my wife, but they are my helpers. You can think of them as my younger siblings.”

“Oh, nice to meet you all.”

“Mother, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Biyeon. If there’s anything that bothers you while you’re in Bokju, please let me know.”

“Mother, my name is Okryung. Me too.”

After greeting them like that, I introduced Cheonma and Okso-gyo at the back.

“The people behind you are Aunt Cheonhwa and her maid. Please take care of them as well. Biyeon.”

“Are you my aunt?”

“exactly.”

It seemed as if he had noticed something in the question that was asked back, but the greeting proceeded smoothly.

“Please take care of me, both of you.”

As soon as the carriage arrived at the castle gate, the officers who had gathered around us began to make a fuss and guided us into the castle.

And as I passed the author, people greeted me from all over the place.

“Ryu Dae-in, it’s been a while.”

“Oh, it’s been a while, Hwangga. How’s business?”

“Thanks for looking after me, I’m doing well. Where have you been?”

“Yes, I’ll go to my parents’ house for a bit.”

“Then, take a look.”

“Hello, Mr. Ryu. Where have you been?”

“Oh, hello, Makga. Oh, I’m from my parents’ house.”

“We just got some new fruit, so take it with you.”

“No, man, what is this?”

“I’m grateful, that’s why. Hehe.”

My mother asked me with a surprised expression at the sight.

“Cheongun, you know a lot of people? Earlier, the soldiers at the castle gate were at a loss. I heard that you and Bokjiju became sworn brothers. I guess your relationship is more vague than I thought.”

“Yes, mother. If you don’t know the three letters Ryu Cheong-un in Bokju, you’ll be considered a disciple of Shingyo. Gyaarrr.”

The three of them look at Yeong-yeong with surprised expressions at Yeong-yeong’s joke.

Even if you cast a spell, Yeong-yeong is Yeong-yeong.

As the three of them broke out in a cold sweat at Young-young’s overly-off joke, Cheong-i and I shook our heads to show that it was okay.

Then, my mother, whose complexion had somewhat recovered, smiled awkwardly.

“Huh, huh. That’s an interesting point.”

That was when the author’s end came.

On the bridge past the Hwawollu of Biyeon.

As we opened our eyes wide at the familiar silhouette, we saw Garyeon, Maenghee, and Soso waiting for us on the bridge.

“teacher.”

“Thank you.”

“Unrang!”

As soon as the carriage arrived on the bridge, the three quickly ran over.

He introduced the three of them straight to their mother.

“Mother, your other daughter-in-law. From this side, Hwangbo Ga-ryeon, Namgung So-so, and Maeng-hee of the Yasugung Palace, these three.”

“Oh my, such pretty kids again… It’s nice to meet you. My name is Eunsohwa.”

“Hey, nice to meet you. Mother. My name is Hwangbo Garyeon.”

“This is Namgung Soso.”

“My name is Maeng-hee. Mother.”

First of all, Ga-ryeon looks awkward because her mother is of a high position.

Soso and Maenghee also greeted their mother with awkward faces.

Because this is the first time I’m meeting an elder of the Demonic Cult.

I feel like it would be best to keep Cheonma’s identity hidden from the three of them until the end.

After introducing Cheonma and Okso-gyo as my aunt and Sibi again and arriving at the restaurant, servants were waiting for us in front of the restaurant, lined up on both sides.

“Welcome, Madam Eun.”

“““Welcome, Mrs. Eun.”””

The servants greet each other all at once, in an orderly manner, at Wolhee’s shipyard.

It seems like Biyeon prepared it, so I thought I should give Biyeon a higher performance evaluation.

It seems that this appearance was just what my mother wanted.

“Oh my, what a welcome! My son has grown into such a great man.”

The sight of my mother happily linking arms with me, forgetting that there was a horse behind her.

The mother’s face was filled with a smile, as if she was pleased with her son’s success.

As I brought my mother into the hall, Chobin was waiting inside and greeted me with a smile.

“Are you here? Your Majesty?”

“Thank you for your hard work, Chobin.”

It was when the two had just finished greeting each other.

-Kudangtang!

Chobin suddenly falls to the floor with his head down, as if he had been struck by lightning.

When I looked at my mother with a surprised face, I could see why Chobin had hit his head.

The appearance of Cheonma and Oksogyo, which had been hidden by their mother, was revealed.

I should have thought about it in advance and told you separately, that was a big mistake.

As I ran to Chobin and supported him, Chobin heard his mother’s voice and stood up, sweating profusely.

“Ah, I suddenly feel dizzy… I’m sorry for making you feel so embarrassed on such a beautiful day.”

As expected, Chobin.

Chobin’s appearance as he passes the qi very smoothly.

He said with a worried expression.

“After greeting the craftsmen, I will show your mother to her room and have her get some rest.”

“Oh, I understand.”

As I headed to the third floor where the craftsmen were, I racked my brain to see if I had missed anything.

‘There aren’t any other landmines besides Chobin, right?’

But there’s something strange that I can’t seem to remember no matter how much I think about it.

Chobin was a mistake, but I couldn’t have made any other mistakes, so I asked Maenghee, who was following me.

I wonder if he told the craftsmen that his mother was coming.

“Sister, did you tell me that your mother is coming?”

“Yeah. I told him everything. I convinced my father.”

“Well done.”

That’s when I entered the room and faced my mother and father-in-law.

“This is my mother. Eun So-hwa, the Blood Witch and an elder of the Cheonmasin Church.”

“Over there are my father-in-laws, the heads of the families of Zhuge, Namgung, Huangbo, Tangga, Murong, and the Nanman Beast Palace.”

“Oh my. Our son-in-law’s mother has arrived. It’s nice to meet you. The head of the Namgung family, Namgung······.”

“Welcome, Madam Eun.”

The craftsmen were welcoming, despite their slightly nervous attitude.

“Nice to meet you. I am Eun So-hwa, Cheong-un’s mother.”

The atmosphere was better than expected when the mother greeted them with a smile, and the greeting went smoothly, but the problem was when introducing Cheonma.

“This is my aunt, Aunt Cheonhwa.”

The craftsmen flinch when introduced to Cheonma.

‘What, what!? Did you feel something, Gosura?’

The room was quiet, unlike a while ago when it had been welcoming.

But when I was wondering why, I heard Zhuge Liang’s question.

“Aunt? How is she from the West?”

Oh my.

I had been living in a global society accustomed to Westerners, and I had been so focused on introducing Cheonma to her that I had forgotten that she was a blonde Westerner.

As the craftsman asked, it was difficult for them to become sisters because of the racial difference between them and their mother.

He shouted with a startled face.

“Bed and breakfast! Bed and breakfast! They said we were brothers!”

The devil’s mother frowned at my words.

It was clear that he thought I was still creating a family tree.