I Got the Almighty Tongue - Chapter 51



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His fate

“Come to the dining room.”

I took everyone to the newly decorated dining room. As you enter the separate dining room, the duplex becomes a single-story and the ceiling height increases. A huge chandelier hangs from the ceiling, and a large 5-meter-tall front window looks out onto the beautiful landscape.

The 10-person walnut dining table placed there creates a dual feeling of casual and luxurious. The chairs are also Italian luxury goods made of dark walnut wood with the highest quality cowhide leather.

“You decorated it well. I like the table too.”

Joohee takes a look around the dining room. On the sink side, there is a vertical island table that can also be used as a cooking counter, and when you open the pantry side, a hidden wine cellar is revealed.

“I think it would be good to change the dining table in our house to something like this. Looking at this, the marble dining table definitely has an old feel to it.”

My sister-in-law also seems to like the dining room. My brother grabs the children who are running around one by one and sits them down at the table.

“Then I’ll bring out the food. I worked hard to prepare it, so I hope you enjoy it.”

I put on my apron and started finishing the food.

Everyone was watching me cook, probably because they were hungry. I cut the freshly baked baguette into pretty diagonal slices. Then I pressed the bone marrow butter filled with beef shin bones and plated it nicely.

“Wow! What is this?”

My sister-in-law’s eyes widen as she shows great interest in cooking. It’s surprising to see a whole beef bone with its cross-section exposed on the table.

“This is bone marrow butter. It’s butter made from the marrow of the bones. Spread it on bread and try it. You’ll be amazed.”

Anyone who tries Bone Marlow Butter for the first time will be shocked. It is a food with such a strong impact.

“Huh. Why didn’t I know about this food? I never thought there would be butter like this.”

Brother Jeong-hyeok tastes it first. It seems like the butter suits his taste. He spreads butter on his bread and eats it, exclaiming repeatedly.

“Oppa. Is this hard to make? Seriously, how does it taste this good? It’s so creamy and has such a deep bone marrow flavor, and it goes so well with the bread.”

“It’s so rich in flavor. It’s a rich, thick flavor that’s hard to describe. It’s so delicious.”

Bone marrow butter is a flavor that women especially like. It goes well with baguettes, so it can be said to be the best starter that can be easily made at home.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it whenever you want.”

“The two of them get along well.”

My sister-in-law looks at us and smiles.

“Mom. Me too.”

The little boy finally notices the food and stretches out his short hand to grab the bread, but cannot reach it.

“What is your name?”

Children are sensitive to the atmosphere and facial expressions of people around them. They have an uncanny ability to figure out who is cute to them. Some see this as an evolutionary result of mammals’ survival.

In the past, I saw these kids every holiday, but we weren’t close. Could it be a little different this time?

I want to approach you in a more friendly manner.

“It’s Seo Ye-ri.”

I’m still holding onto my mom the whole time I’m talking because I’m still a stranger.

“How old are you?”

“Five years old.”

She shows me her age by extending her lovely hand.

“What is your name?”

“My name is Seo Min-jun. I’m six years old.”

Maybe it’s because he’s a year older or because he’s my older brother, but he acts mature for his age.

“You’re my older brother? You have to take good care of your younger brother.”

I patted Yeri and Minjun on the head and then put baguettes in their hands.

“I’ll bring out the food now.”

I reheated the shepherd’s pie I had prepared in advance in the oven. It was not as easy as I thought to make a pretty pie, so I served it on plates right on the table.

Now it’s time to prepare the next dish. Carpaccio, an Italian raw meat dish, is a dish that suits Korean tastes well.

Heat olive oil in a pan and sear the seasoned steak tenderloin at high temperature. Now, cut the meat. Sharpen the knife with a file and use skillful technique to cut the meat as thin as paper. If the knife is not good enough or the technique is not sufficient, the meat tissue will all be crushed.

The inside is still raw meat. The contrast between the high-temperature seared outer surface and the bright red flesh inside is beautiful. I folded the thinly sliced ​​meat neatly and plated it in a flower shape on a plate.

Sprinkle with salt and drizzle with extra virgin olive oil. Top with arugula, romaine, basil leaves, and baby greens. Top with thinly sliced ​​radish to add texture and color.

Just make a sauce by adding olive oil, balsamic vinegar, salt, minced garlic, and a squeeze of lemon juice, and drizzle it over.

I started serving carpaccio and also making tomato pasta for the kids. I rolled the dough in the Marcato pasta maker several times and spread it thinly. I put the rolled dough back in the pasta maker, set the blade to 2mm, and made spaghetti noodles. I boiled the freshly made noodles and set the pan.

Fry garlic and onion in olive oil, add mushrooms, shrimp, and bacon that kids will like. Add tomato sauce that was prepared and boil, season with salt and pepper, and add basil and oregano for flavor. Add cooked noodles and stir until noodles soak up sauce. Finish with parsley and serve.

“The food is now ready.”

I made four dishes, but I feel like I should have made one more. Was it delicious? The food is already pretty empty. But I think I can get through it because I have homemade tiramisu that I bought for dessert.

“Did you make this all by yourself? If my wife had done it, it would have taken all day.”

My brother jokes while eating shepherd’s pie with a fork.

“So why didn’t you marry someone who was good at cooking?”

Sister-in-law glares at Jeong-hyeok.

“Mom, this is delicious.”

Minjun and Yeri are eating spaghetti with sauce on their round faces.

“The kids are really cute. They don’t even whine.”

“It’s because my wife raised me well.”

Now, my brother is trying to fix it.

“This carpaccio is delicious. I don’t usually eat raw meat, but I can eat this.”

“If you don’t eat raw meat, I should have prepared something else. I’ll keep that in mind next time.”

“Oppa. This pie is really delicious.”

“The kids love pie too.”

My sister-in-law seems to have chosen a good menu because she keeps on eating with her fork while feeding the kids. The portion is not small, but it is almost all gone.

“This is called Shepherd’s Pie and it is said to have originated from the pie eaten by British shepherds.”

Telling short stories about your food will help you remember it longer and make the food taste better.

“There’s delicious food in England too? Why do we eat kidney pie when we have pies like this?”

Joohee’s aversion to British food got worse after she entered Harvard. It seems that there were British people among her friends.

“If you make kidney pie well, it’s pretty good. The problem is that other foods are tastier.”

After the meal, tiramisu was served. The sweet cake makes everyone, children and adults alike, happy.

Joohee is making coffee with the new La Marzocco espresso machine she bought. Her sister-in-law is holding the struggling children and wiping their cake-stained mouths.

My brother looked at me and winked. I followed Jeonghyeok out to the terrace.

“Do you smoke?”

“It’s been several years since we quit.”

I quit smoking naturally while working at a restaurant. I had been a smoker in my past life, so I had psychological withdrawal symptoms, but after a few years, I was fine.

“I feel a bit bad about coming to a non-smoker’s house and smoking.”

My brother puts his cigarette away awkwardly.

“it’s okay.”

“No. I just wanted to say thank you. I’m glad I came because the kids and my wife both enjoyed it. I didn’t know it would be like this, but life changes after getting married and having kids.”

“How has it changed?”

I’m curious. I definitely plan to have a child with Joohee in this life. Will that change my life too?

“Children sometimes copy what I do. It may not be entirely true that children are mirrors of their parents, but it’s not wrong either.

What does it mean for a child who looks like me to act like me? It means that I have to be a decent human being for the sake of my children.”

“Seeing the children grow up to be so bright and kind, it seems like you have succeeded.”

“Hahaha. Well then, that’s really fortunate, but the kids are still young. They have to continue to be successful in the future.

Minhyuk spoke very highly of you. After talking to you today, I think Joohee is good at judging people. Please take good care of our Joohee in the future.”

The brothers’ love for Joohee remains unchanged as time passes.

“Don’t worry. Joohee is more important to me than she needs me.”

“Yeah. The meal today was really good too. A few years ago, when we all got together, I couldn’t go because I was on a business trip, so I felt a little sick.”

The weather got much colder. We cleaned up the dishes together, and Joohee did the dishes. The kids were exhausted from eating and playing, so they collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep.

“Come again. Next time, I’ll prepare something even tastier.”

“Congratulations on your move. Oh! I almost forgot. I had prepared something for you as a housewarming gift.”

My sister-in-law takes an envelope out of her bag and hands it to me.

“My father owns a golf course and a resort. This is a VIP membership, so you can use it whenever you need.”

I knew in my past life that my sister-in-law’s parents owned a golf course, but they never gave me a membership as a gift. The little changes in our relationships make me happy.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, oppa.”

Joohee whispers to me as if she feels sorry, then grabs her nephews’ hands and gets into the car. It’s strange to see her leaving me at night.

On my way home after seeing her off, my phone rang. Not many people know my phone number, so who could it be? It was an unfamiliar number.

“hello?”

-Jehee?

It’s a woman’s voice I’m hearing for the first time.

“I am Shin Je-hee. Excuse me, who are you?”

-Your name is mine. It’s me. Mom.

My head was spinning. After the ice rink, Shin Je-hee’s fate came to me for the first time. And it was my biological mother.

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