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Chapter 1166 2009 (seven)

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

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

"It's a bit inconvenient at home. Let's go find a restaurant to eat."

If Han Yu's eyes moved, he quietly looked at the "father" in front of him, whom he had never seen since he was a child. He could see from the other's expression that he was unspeakably embarrassed, and he hadn't even turned back. God panicked.

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

"I, I'm going to get my coat and wallet, you wait for me here, it will be ready soon!"

Seeing that Han Yu didn't speak, Father Jin decided on where the two of them would go next. He stood up from his seat in the optician's shop and walked towards the counter.

From his tone of voice, Han Yu could still hear some 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 put them gently on the counter.

"Would you like to have a cigarette first to cool off?" he asked.

Sitting at the counter, Jin's father raised his head and looked at him blankly, his eyes scanning back and forth between the pack of cigarettes made in Korea on the counter and his expressionless face, seemingly at a loss.

Han Yu ignored the surprise in Father Jin's eyes. He opened the pack of cigarettes unskillfully, opened the lid, pulled out a cigarette from it, and handed it to Father Jin. He said lightly, "It's a gift. Come here." It was only when I realized that I didn’t bring any presents, it didn’t feel right, so I bought a pack of cigarettes at the side of the road.”

This logical and smooth explanation obviously makes people more able to react from the current situation.

The slightly stunned father of Jin hurriedly yelled "Oh oh", he hesitated for a moment, as if he had thought of Han Yu's "gift", he stretched out his hand and took the cigarette from Han Yu's hand , Then he skillfully took out a lighter from his body.

Just as he was about to light the fire, he paused, as if realizing something, he couldn't help but look at Han Yu with a little embarrassment.

"I don't smoke."

Han Yu understood the meaning expressed in his eyes, shook his head and said: "The family that adopted me has more girls, so I have never touched alcohol or tobacco since I was a child."

This sentence of his is the truth, but there is another truth that he did not say.Before the meeting, the reason why he remembered buying a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store on the roadside was because the girl told him that her father was a long-term smoker.He has kept in mind this simple complaint to this day.

"Yes... is it?"

I don't know if it was because Han Yu mentioned a sensitive topic, or it was simply because his sentence "no smoking and alcohol" had an effect. Father Jin watched him open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say it. He suddenly held the cigarette that was basically caught between his fingers back into the palm of his hand.

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

Han Yu subconsciously looked at his hand holding the cigarette, nodded, and responded very briefly: "Yes."

When Father Jin closed the store door again, Han Yu raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky was very dark, with only a sliver of light left in the distant sky. I believe that in a short while, the dark night will come completely as promised .

"Let's go...do you have anything to eat?"

"It's nothing. I have been abroad for several years, and now I should be in a state of nostalgia for domestic food."

As Han Yu spoke, his voice paused, and he turned his head to look at Father Jin who was walking beside him for no reason, and added in a soft voice, "Actually... I really want to try your handicraft."

Father Jin's footsteps also paused imperceptibly.

He turned his head, looked at the pair of dark eyes that were staring at him fixedly, and then nodded lightly, without saying anything, just simply replied: "Yes."

Afterwards, the sun gradually disappeared completely below the horizon. When the last ray of light in the distant sky disappeared, the earth was shrouded in darkness, and the shops and street lamps that were still open on both sides of the street lit up.

Those two figures walking side by side on the street, one was young and the other was a little old, they were speechless to each other, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward and indescribably subtle.

"Oh? What kind of wind is blowing? Why are you free to come to my place today? Aren't you going home for dinner?"

The two walked to the front of a barbecue restaurant without knowing it. A middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Jin's father 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?"

"cough."

Father Jin coughed, then intentionally or unintentionally ignored the middle-aged man's question, and said to him pretending to be calm: "The private room on the second floor, help me tidy up one... there are more."

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the tall, silent figure beside him, and Father Jin pursed his lips, and added in a low voice: "Lend me your kitchen."

Standing side by side with Jin's father, Han Yu didn't seem to hear this sentence, and looked at this barbecue restaurant with a normal face and a history of many years.

"Kitchen? Why all of a sudden..."

"Okay, don't ask so many questions." Father Jin waved his hands impatiently, "Hurry up and prepare! I'll borrow some ingredients from your family and return them to you someday."

The middle-aged man moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was stared back by Father Jin's eyes.

He glanced at the combination of an old man and a young man strangely, then turned and entered the store.

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

Seeing the back of the middle-aged man entering, Father Jin finally introduced something in a low voice.

Han Yu nodded without saying a word, and after seeing Father Jin's hesitant expression, he said complacently, "There is no need to introduce anything for the two of us.

"Well!"

Father Jin nodded muffledly, but as if he didn't dare to meet Han Yu's gaze, he led the way into the barbecue restaurant.

As for Han Yu who was standing still, he followed up with a calm face.

In this world, there are some things that are difficult to say even if they have been good friends for decades, and it is embarrassing for everyone to say it.Both happy and sad things can be shared with friends, but ugly things are unnecessary.

Walking into the store, the interior of this yakiniku restaurant is actually no different from most yakiniku restaurants in Korea.

The smoke exhaust pipes hanging above each table, various soju advertisements on the wall, plastic chairs, folding benches, and warm lights fill the relatively narrow store space. It is not very bright, but it also adds a bit of warmth. atmosphere.

At this time, there were not many customers in the store, sitting in the corner in twos and threes, grilling meat and drinking, no one noticed when Han Yu and the two entered.

"Let's go up there."

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

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

"here."

A door opened at the end of the aisle, and the middle-aged man poked his head out and waved at the two of them.

"The sound insulation of the decoration is not very good. You can hear the movement downstairs in other rooms. It is relatively quiet here."

Father Jin walked in and took a look around. There was not much space, but fortunately it was more than enough to accommodate two people, so he nodded in satisfaction.

He patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, gave him a wink, and then turned to Han Yu who was already sitting in the private room and said, "I'm going to the kitchen to cook some dishes. The menu is on the table. If you want something, just call the waiter."

"Yes, don't be polite!" The middle-aged man who was squeezed out of the door by Jin's father suddenly appeared again, grinning at Han Yu in the private room, "It's like your own home! He and I are more than ten years old. A dear friend of the year."

Seeing the way the two got along, he thought Han Yu was a child of one of Father Jin's relatives.

However, as soon as these words were said, the atmosphere became inexplicably cold.

"Where do you come from talking so much?"

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

"Hey, why are you pushing me?"

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

"Where am I talking nonsense!"

The two elders, whose combined age was probably over a hundred years old, went downstairs arguing all the way.

"Speaking of which, you are still here at this time, where the siblings..."

"Shh! You shut up..."

The voice was still coming faintly.

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

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

Good and bad, heard it all.

……

"There aren't many materials in his store, so I made a few simple ones, I don't know if they suit your taste."

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

"I'm just here to ask for a light meal, what can I ask for?"

After Han Yu glanced around the table, he finally landed on the bowl of kelp soup placed in front of him.

Koreans must drink seaweed soup on their birthdays. This is a strange custom, but just like the whole world still finds ways to make a cake for birthdays, maybe on special days, there should be some special habits.

"I heard you say...you are doing well in your adopted family?"

After closing the door, Father Jin put the apron he had taken off aside, sat down, hesitated for a while, and then asked a question cautiously.

(End of this chapter)