A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 584



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Episode 584 Treatment

“Haaam···.”

I got up from my seat, rubbing my eyes against the light pouring in from the window, my body feeling heavy.

After being tormented by Young-young until dawn, I finally fell asleep and the sun was high in the sky.

When I was cooking in the kitchen, I could use the excuse of going to work to go to bed early, but these days, even that is impossible.

Since there is no need to wake up at dawn anyway, the daily routine of squeezing in until dawn continues.

I had a feeling that it wasn’t because they were keeping me out of the kitchen for my health, but rather because they were keeping me out for their own health.

‘It’s my fate.’

As I was quietly grumbling to myself and washing my face, I heard a knock on the door.

-dripping.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me. Chobin. Cheongun-nim.”

It seems that Chobin sensed my presence and came to see me.

I thought I should tell my mother to mind her business since she was here, and told her that it was okay to come in and head outside. As expected, Chobin came inside with water for washing.

“Come in. I just woke up.”

“Did you sleep well?”

Peace is something I can only obtain after I die, but Chobin nods and smiles.

As I washed my face with the warm water that Chobin had placed down and dried it with the cloth that Chobin had handed me, a knock was heard again from outside.

-dripping.

‘Who is it? One of my wives?’

Yeong-yeong will wake up early, go to the market, and then be playing. The only people who will come to my room at this time are Maeng-hee or Ga-ryeon.

I thought it was one of the two, but what I heard was an unexpected voice.

“Cheongun, are you awake?”

“Oh, yes, Mother.”

I quickly answered my mother’s voice coming from outside, and the door opened and my mother came inside.

Put a few steaming hot dishes on a plate to eat for breakfast.

“No, how could Mother have ordered the servants to do it?”

It’s something that could have been done by ordering the servants, but my mother brought the food herself.

When I ran to the entrance in surprise and tried to take the tray my mother was holding, my mother shook her head and said,

“No. I’ll do it. It’s been a while since Cheongun made me breakfast.”

My mother’s words brought back old memories.

Then I remembered the happy times when my mother and I would personally bring breakfast to me like this.

I remembered how, when my father was away on business in Bokju, my mother would always come to my place like this and bring me her food.

“It’s been a long time, just like Mother said. Then, shall we eat together?”

“is it so.”

It was a little late, so I guess he was waiting to eat breakfast with me.

I started eating right away with my mother, with the food she prepared in front of me.

“Mother, please try this too.”

“Cheongundo eats a lot.”

I was having breakfast with my mother in such a friendly atmosphere.

My mother, who was watching me eat with a happy expression, said as if she remembered something.

“Oh, I forgot to mention this while watching Cheongwoon eat. After you eat, go and visit Aunt Cheonhwa.”

“To Aunt Cheonhwa?”

If it’s Aunt Cheonhwa, then Cheonma.

It seemed that the devil had called me, but my mother nodded and said to me in response to my question.

“Yes, Cheonhwa said she wanted to see Cheongwoon. Yesterday, Cheongwoon collapsed and you looked after his body, so I’ll go and thank you.”

“Oh, so it was my aunt who looked after me?”

“is it so.”

When I woke up last night, my head felt strangely refreshed.

I quickly changed the subject, guessing a little bit from Young-young’s appearance that she couldn’t remember who had treated her, and sure enough, it was Cheonma who had treated me.

Of course, it was natural since Cheonma was the only one who knew how to handle magic.

But I don’t know how Cheonma came to cure me.

Since I couldn’t ask Young-young, who was under the spell of conspiracy, for details, I was going to ask Cheong-i in the morning, but since her mother was with her, I decided to ask her instead.

“Could you tell me what happened when I collapsed? I’m curious about what happened and why Aunt Cheonhwa came to take care of me.”

“Oh, you haven’t heard yet? Well, you just woke up.”

“Yes, Mother.”

“Okay. Cheongun collapsed yesterday and what happened was······.”

At my request, my mother began to explain, and as I listened to her story, I heard that our smart brain, Cheong-i, had stepped in to sort out the situation.

As expected, our Cheong.

You made a deal and succeeded while I was down.

‘As expected, he’s our Jegal?’

I was listening to my mother’s explanation while praising Cheong-i in my heart.

“Yeokcheoncheonhyeol······.”

But as I listened to the story, I became curious about what Yeokcheoncheonhyeol was.

I was very curious because he said that even the Heavenly Horse couldn’t tell me the story.

My bloodline isn’t just Yeokcheonhyeol, it’s Yeokcheoncheonhyeol or something like that.

Moreover, since Oksogyo also mentioned Yeokcheonji, no matter how much I thought about it, I felt like there was something that was a set of Yeokcheoncheonhyeol and Yeokcheonjihyeol.

“But doesn’t anyone know why Aunt Cheonhwa was looking for the Yeokcheoncheonhyeol?”

Then, my mother held her chin, became lost in thought, and shook her head.

“I think Ok Sibi knows. Ok Sibi has been taking care of Cheonhwa for quite some time. It’s been over ten years, so Ok Sibi probably knows.”

“Ok Sibira···.”

Now that I look at it, it seems that the woman named Okso-gyo is Cheonma’s closest confidant.

It was strange that Cheonma only scolded the woman enough to endure it even though she kept coming out like licorice from a pharmacy, but I nodded my head if that was the reason.

Since he’s been with me for ten years, rather than scolding me, I guess I’m just complaining?

There were scenes of burying someone alive in the sand and pressing them down with force, but for an elder of the Cheonmasingyo, that would just be a joke.

“Mother, you haven’t heard anything about Yeokcheonhyeol?”

Then my mother nodded and said.

“I guess it’s because I’ve been in the Central Plains for a long time.”

Certainly, my mother was someone who had been on a special mission in the Central Plains for a long time.

I nodded and decided to eat first.

My mother knows, but she’s not the type of person to lie to me. If it’s a secret between Cheonma and Okso-gyo, then one of them will have to tell it.

After having a cozy meal with my mother for the first time in a long while, I returned the dishes to Chobin and headed to Cheonma’s room at the end of the hallway.

Because I heard that Cheonma made an excuse that he was not feeling well today and was alone in his room.

There is no way a master like Cheonma would get sick.

-dripping.

“Come in.”

When I knock on the door, I hear the voice of Cheonma.

As I entered, strangely enough, Cheonma was alone in the room, with the window open and looking out at the sea, without any Okso-gyo.

The golden hair of the angel girl sparkled like golden dust in the wind blowing through the open window.

Certainly, Cheong-i’s silver hair was beautiful, but blonde hair had its own aura.

‘I said a beauty is a real beauty?’

I don’t know who will take me, but I thought that person was truly blessed like me, so I asked Cheonma.

“I heard you found her, Aunt Cheonhwa.”

When asked about the reason for finding the lottery ticket, Cheonma turns his head away from looking at the sea.

Cheonma said, handing me the hair tie he was holding in his hand.

“It’s a little late.”

It’s a clear feeling that perhaps it’s too late to sew the hair tie.

I was definitely going to go back to the spot and sew it up right away, but since it was already very late, I just bowed my head and said thank you first.

Because I heard from my mother that she treated me yesterday.

“I heard you looked into me. Thank you, Aunt.”

“It’s nothing. Okso-gyo took the thread and needle and left them on the table.”

When I turned my head at Cheonma’s words, I saw a needle and thread really lying on the table.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I’ll look into it right away.”

After receiving the hair tie, I sat down at the table and threaded the needle first.

And first, I took out the real hair of Cheonma from the hair tie and checked to see if there was any damaged part.

A faded and worn hair tie.

I smoothed out the wrinkled part as much as possible and, instead of temporarily putting it in like yesterday, I unfolded the hair tie properly and put it in the new hair tie.

As I was moving my hands to sew the hair tie diligently, I heard Cheonma’s question from the side.

“You don’t seem scared, but you don’t seem to be asking questions at all.”

It’s clear that you’re talking to me.

I turned my head from my hair tie and looked at Cheonma. Cheonma was sitting by the window and looking at me.

“Is that you?”

“Then, who else is here besides you?”

“That’s true.”

Perhaps, judging from the way the Cheonma was looking at my hand, it seemed like he was asking why I wasn’t asking about the story of the old hair tie.

He smiled awkwardly and answered Cheonma’s question.

“I don’t know the details, but based on what happened yesterday, it doesn’t seem like a very good memory, but I’m not the kind of person who would be so reckless as to bring up other people’s painful memories just out of curiosity.”

Then, Cheonma, who had been staring at me, turned his head out the window.

-Whew.

At that moment, a cool spring breeze blew into the room from outside the window once again, and the wind that had brought spring energy into the room died down.

A story that had not been asked flowed out like the wind from Cheonma’s mouth.

“It was given to me by my mother… She left it behind when she ran away from her hiding place to lure the thieves to save me.”

I wondered why the hair tie was called the Heavenly Horse’s Reverse Scale, but if there is such a story, it is only natural.

If it was my mother’s heirloom, I thought it was sealed really well and cheaply.

‘Well done! Ryu Cheong-un.’

It seems like even Okso-kyo and his mother don’t know much about this stuff, but when I talk to them, I feel like they’ve gained a lot of Cheonma’s trust by looking at my hair tie.

I decided to speak nicely and then ask something important.

I’m curious about the Yeokcheoncheonhyeol, that’s it.

“Oh, my… It must have been difficult for you to explain, but thank you. If it’s something that has that kind of meaning, I should handle it with more care.”

After answering Cheonma, I was about to sew the silk string again.

Cheonma’s question was heard again.

“Is your head okay?”

I thought he was probably asking for my review of the treatment, but he answered with a smile.

“It’s light and nice. Thank you again for removing all the turbidity.”

Then Cheonma looked at me again, shook his head, and said.

“No, I couldn’t remove them all.”

“yes?”

I thought I could remove all of the Cheonma, but I couldn’t remove them all.

I looked at Cheonma with an expression of disbelief, and Cheonma spoke as if explaining.

“To be exact, I should say it piled up again. Your blood was quickly sucking up the surrounding turbid energy to the upper abdomen, so it seems to have piled up again overnight.”

No, I was glad that I was cured, but not everyone was cured.

Now that I think about it, it was true that the treatment didn’t work.

Cheonma just sucked out the turbid air in my head, not fixed my reverse qi deficiency.

It was simply a matter of sucking up an amount far beyond what Chobin could possibly suck up.

“Oh, I see what you mean.”

I was a bit disappointed that it wasn’t cured, but now that I have help from Chobin in this state, I should be able to defend against the turbidity at a low level.

I also thought that since Cheonma knew the secret of the Yeokcheoncheonhyeol, he would also know the treatment method, so I decided to ask him.

I thought that even if I didn’t tell you what Yeokcheoncheonhyeol was, I could at least tell you how to treat it.

Because our mood isn’t bad right now.

“excuse me···.”

So I tried to ask about the treatment, but I heard Cheonma’s question first.

Cheonma was suddenly asking something strange.

“By any chance, what would you do if you were to die young just by being with your wives?”