Farming Druid - Chapter 91



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091. What are your symptoms now?

The tree wondered what was going on with the grandmother’s actions.

The old lady took a sip of her drink and was giggling.

“Tree―”

“yes?”

“Give me that drink.”

“Would you like to drink more?”

“Ugh―.”

He gave his share to his grandmother.

Grandma finished off all the leftover food, drank her drink, and scraped the sauce from her spicy shrimp pasta with her bread.

After my grandmother finished her second drink.

The grandmother wiped her lips with a napkin and then stood up from her seat.

After finishing our meal, let’s head to the checkout counter.

The staff approached.

It was team leader Joo Ha-yoon.

“Did you like the food?”

The grandmother smiled and answered Joo Ha-yoon’s words.

“Eww—the meal was delicious.”

“I also enjoyed the meal, Team Leader.”

Ha-yoon smiled and said as the two greeted each other.

“I’ll tell Chef Kang that you two said it was delicious.”

Grandma glanced at the kitchen and smiled.

He headed out of the store.

“Team leader, I ate well. Come visit us next time. And after the fall harvest, I’ll send you a sack of rice.”

“You’re sending rice?”

“Yes. The fall harvest isn’t over yet. Anyway, I’ll eat well and go.”

Dararang-

As I left the store, the old lady was looking at the store with her luggage on her back.

“Grandma—let’s go.”

“Ugh―”

As the two headed to the public parking lot.

There were eyes looking behind them.

It was Chef Kang Si-hoo.

“That old lady… … there’s something fishy… … .”

Shihu muttered, looked at the backs of the two people for a moment, then headed back to the kitchen.

* * *

That evening.

As we arrived at the border, it started to rain again.

As soon as I got home, a huge Abel was running towards me.

Woof woof, woof woof (You’re here. I was guarding the house well.)

The grandmother and grandson, who were greeted by Abel and the five cats, went into the house.

at that time-

Pororon-

A bird flew over the shoulder of the tree.

Pirolong- (I got a message!)

A small bird scurries down and lands on the tree’s finger as the tree extends its hand forward.

The bird blinked once.

Opened the beak.

Pirioriorong―(What you asked for is ready, so come get it.)

Pirolong – (That’s all.)

The tree that received the message looked at the grandmother.

“I guess inspiration brought it. Go get it tomorrow morning.”

“yes-”

The tree that answered headed towards the old house’s kitchen and turned on all the cameras that were attached all over the kitchen.

I decided to film the video with the concept of treating my grandmother to dinner.

I took out the bag containing the flour and put an appropriate amount of flour into a bowl.

After that.

I cracked an egg and put it in the bowl with the flour.

I started to beat the powder by gently mixing it with the egg and adding water little by little.

After adding some flour.

I decided to put it in a bowl for a while to mature, cover it with a wet cotton cloth, and make anchovy stock.

Since she was a grandmother who ate a lot, I kneaded the dough into about 10 servings.

Namu, who had been planning to make the broth in a regular pot, changed his mind and decided to make it in a cauldron.

I put the kelp and wakame seaweed, pre-fried anchovies, dried pollack, and small shrimp in a noodle pouch.

In addition, dried pollack heads and dried shiitake mushrooms were placed in the bag.

“At this point, the broth will come out cleanly, right?”

After filling the cauldron with water, I put in the cheesecloth bag containing the ingredients for the broth.

Karrrrung―

After closing the lid of the cauldron.

The tree that had been chopping with his hands began to work, placing a stool in front of the fireplace and starting to work.

After putting the ribs (dry pine needles) in the stove and lining up the firewood.

He lit a match and threw it in.

Hwaruruk―

Once the firewood was lit, it burned down at a rapid pace.

Thump, thump, tick

As flames began to leap out of the stove.

The tree pressed its temples hard as it chopping firewood with a poker.

I was starting to get a headache.

‘I should hurry up and take care of Grandma and then go to sleep… … .’

While the stock was boiling, Namoo cut up the potatoes and pumpkin.

The water began to boil in the cauldron.

When the broth has come out to some extent.

The tree scooped up some of the broth into a stainless steel ladle and set aside.

It was to be used the next time I make soup.

Buzzing—

I dropped the pre-cut potatoes and pumpkin into the broth that was boiling like lava in the cauldron.

While the potatoes and pumpkin are boiling together in the broth.

After making the dough thin by kneading it a little while ago, he started tearing it with his hands and throwing it into the cauldron.

Whoosh – plop –

Whirik- bang-

The broth boiling in the cauldron began to calm down a little.

I quickly tore off the remaining dough and threw it in.

After dropping all the dough, stir the broth with a long ladle, add salt, and stir again with the ladle.

I took a sip and tasted it.

‘Huh? Something’s missing?’

It tasted like something was missing.

What’s missing? The tree thought as it picked up the soy sauce in front of it and filled a ladle with it.

I put the soy sauce in the cauldron and stirred it.

Hurp-

He nodded.

I felt a savory and mild flavor at the same time.

The tree checked to see if the potatoes were ripe, and they were.

A large, deep, concave bowl was filled with dumplings.

Then, he placed a bowl on the table, placed a plate with radish kimchi and kimchi neatly next to it, and placed the spoons next to it.

I took the prize and headed towards my grandmother.

Place the table on the porch of the main building and open the door.

In the living room, the grandmother was watching TV with Abel and her five cats, and she brought the food she had placed on the porch into the living room.

Namu quickly went into the kitchen, transferred the remaining dumplings into a large pot, and returned.

The grandmother, who saw the dumplings placed on top, stared blankly at the tree.

“You’ve been living alone so you’ve been cooking a lot more?”

“I don’t know what it tastes like, but just try it.”

“Ugh―.”

Grandma picked up a spoon and took a sip of the sujebi soup.

Hurp-

I could see him frowning as if he was hot.

Hehehe―

I was curious about what kind of story would come out of my grandmother’s mouth.

I don’t think anyone will say it doesn’t taste good or anything, right?

“This soup is refreshing. You should try some too.”

“yes.”

At my grandmother’s suggestion, I sat down across from the tree and took a bite of the dumplings.

The cool and savory broth of anchovies and dried pollack, along with the subtle sweetness of kelp and mushrooms, lingered on my tongue.

The slight spiciness may be due to the two very spicy peppers called dangcho added at the end.

Whoa―

A refreshing soup that lets you taste the mild flavor of potatoes.

I put a piece of chewy sujebi in my mouth and chewed it.

The expression on the grandmother’s face as she ate the dumplings seemed to be smiling.

“Grandma, is it delicious?”

“Eww. It tastes better because my grandson made it. I have more. Can I have another bowl?”

I took my grandmother’s bowl and filled the pot with dumplings and served it to her again.

Hurrup―.

Grandma’s mukbang has begun.

It looked good that you ate a lot.

The tree was fiddling with the dumplings, feeling a little uneasy and having a headache that started in the afternoon.

The tree just smiled as it watched its grandmother eat.

Being together.

Because it was good on its own.

Grandmother’s love.

When I was young, I enjoyed the food my grandmother made.

But now it’s the opposite.

‘Grandma’s cooking was good too… … .’

I felt proud just watching my grandmother eat it.

after-

The old woman put down her spoon and looked out into the yard.

It was already getting dark.

What broke the quiet atmosphere and the empty plates was the news on TV.

[Here’s the latest news. It’s news that three killer whales at Dong-A Land will be released back into the wild. Reporter Hong Sia?]

[Yes, I know Hong Si-ap. I am currently in front of the Dong-A Land building.]

[Reporter Hongsia? Didn’t you hear the news a while ago that Dong-A Land made stuffed animals of rare animals and sold them to famous people overseas?]

[Yes. Dong-A Land President Cho Gwi-seop is currently under arrest and investigation for violating the Natural Monument Protection Act and importing and exporting internationally endangered species. Among them… … .]

The tree, who was listening to the news, remembered receiving a text message.

I completely forgot that I had received a text message from Choi Gyu-seop.

The grandmother who was watching the news clicked her tongue.

“The cause and effect have moved. They have moved.”

“… … .”

“Until the causal settlement is finalized, I feel bad for the company employees related to that person… … .”

My grandmother clicked her tongue and felt sorry for the employees working at Dong-A Land.

After the reporter told everything.

Three killer whales appeared on the screen.

Ppoong- pooo-poong- (I miss the tree- tree-!)

The grandmother looked at the tree.

The tree shrugged and watched the news for a moment before clearing the table and doing the dishes.

With the water running, I noticed something flickering.

‘what?’

After washing all the dishes and turning them over.

The moment I turned around, the light in front of my eyes flashed and I started to feel dizzy.

Big-

I managed to grab the sink before I fell, but I felt like I had no control over my body.

I tried to hold on to the things around me as much as possible to avoid falling.

Wajangchang―

There was a loud sound as the stainless steel ball fell to the floor.

Thanks to that, I came to my senses a little.

The grandmother was startled by the sound and quickly approached me, changing into the form she had seen in her dream.

“I am a tree!”

The grandmother, who had returned to her original form, raised the tree and supported it.

The tree felt like it was being stabbed between the eyebrows with an awl at the same time, and a hot feeling came at the same time, so I thought I wouldn’t be able to come to my senses.

Sigh—

The scent of the forest and water coming from the grandmother made the tree even more dizzy.

I just felt like lying down in that scent.

The tree leaned against the beanbag sofa, almost as if it were lying down against the grandmother.

As blood flowed out of my nose.

My grandmother rolled up a piece of tissue paper with her thin, white fingers and stuck it up my nose.

When I thought it was a little funny.

“Tree. I need to quickly inherit the guardianship… … .”

The tree heard the grandmother’s muttering and asked a question.

“Ugh. If I inherit the Guardian, the bomb in my head will disappear?”

The tree closed its eyes, realizing that it had asked an aggressive question without realizing it.

Phew―

The old woman, who had been looking at the tree without answering, blew her breath on the tree’s forehead.

Grandma’s expression looked so sad.

With that expression on his face, the tree lost consciousness.

“Abel―”

Kew-(yes……)

Abel was very depressed.

It was heartbreaking to see the Guardian collapse in so much pain.

“I think we need to take this guy to the hospital.”

Swish—

I was so surprised by my grandson that I didn’t even realize that he had returned to his original form.

The grandmother clutched the medal around her neck and called out her dead son’s name.

“Puppy… … What should I do with your son’s tree… … .”

The tree’s body was trembling like an aspen tree.

It was a seizure.

The first time I saw my grandmother since the seizure she had in the hospital room in high school, she responded calmly.

After removing any dangerous objects from the surrounding area.

He turned his face to the side, took out his cell phone, and called his friend, Haneum.

Toururur―

The beep went off and the other person picked up.

– Hey! Tell me.

“Is it Haneum?”

-Huh? Yes- Yes. Grandma. Did you get home safely?

“I, the tree. Has fallen.

-Yes? What are your symptoms now?