I Was A Porter

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“Haha.”

“Honey, don't just smile. Search on your phone. ”

My father, who laughed at Mother's words, took out the square plastic from his arms.

“Dad, what is that? ”

“Huh? It's a phone. Oh, I don't know. I need to teach this guy a lesson. ”

He said that and held on to Seung-ho's side.

“This is a smartphone. This is the screen. Tap here and the screen will light up like this. And if you put your finger here, you can only use it for fingerprint recognition. What do you think? Amazing. ”

“Oh! I was in a taxi before, but it also found me a way to look like this. ”

“It's called navigation, but you can do it with this. Press this like this. Now, this is how it looks around here, right? ”

“Wow! What's all this? Around the house?”

“Yes, you're young, and you're quick to understand. Now, write down your destination here and you'll find the quickest way there. Nowadays, you don't have to look at maps and signs like you used to. ”

Seungho never adapted to the evolved environment while he was gone.

“Is that a smartphone on the wall over there? ”

“What? Hahaha, you punk. That's a TV.”

“What? The TV is so thin. ”

“Yawn! Even a TV this thick is an antique these days. ”

He told Seung-ho that there was also a TV about three centimeters thick between his thumb and his index finger.

Seung-ho's mouth doesn't shut because of a ridiculously advanced skill that seems to be making fun of her.

“Phew, honey, just do a price search. ”

“Oops, I often blink when I'm old. Now, Seung-ho, if you press this here, you will enter into NaX, which will come out when you hit the intermediate market price. Come on, take a shot. Tap once to type the letters, so take your time to write them down. If you hit it like that and click on it to find it... Right, the cheapest item here comes out first, right? ”

Intermediate horticultural prices were KRW 3468 million.

“How many will buy you a house? ”

Seung-ho said, my mother laughed.

“Oh my, I have to teach Seung-ho the price first. ”

He said so, and went into the room and took his wallet out.

And then I started pulling out bills from my wallet, which I had never seen before.

“This is a thousand won, five thousand won, ten thousand won, fifty thousand won bill. You've never seen 50,000 won before? ”

“Wow…. ”

After that, God taught every three-year-old child to fill 20 years of space, just as He taught the three-year-old child until late at night.

* * *

Early the next morning, when my parents and I went to the police station and told them that we were here to cancel the missing persons report, at first, the police were busy checking the identity of the bridegroom.

“Lieutenant? What is this? ”

“What's the matter? Huh? Huh? ”

The person who came to cancel the missing persons report clearly appeared to be in their early 20s, but the background check showed that the missing persons report was 20 years ago.

The portrait picture on the monitor and the face of the person in front of the eyes must have been the same person.

There was a man standing with his face intact at the time of the disappearance.

I was confused by that, but when I read the reasons for the disappearance, I was even more confused and had to look at the Elderness Monitor and Seungho's face alternately.

“Is there a problem? ”

“Ah…. It's you, right?”

The disappearance report had to be filed by myself, so Seung-ho lightly nodded his head, just in case.

“You've been very long.... And the reason for the disappearance is described as' Missing in Gate '... ”

“That's right. I came back yesterday. ”

“Joo-hyun, I'm taking care of it for a moment. I have to go to the bathroom. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

Sergeant Joo Hyun, who was in charge of processing the cancellation of Seungho's missing report, asked a few simple questions, stamped the owner's fingerprint on his guardian's hand, stamped the document, and returned his National ID card.

“Seung-ho Lee. You'll also need to renew your Social Security number. While you are missing and have not been charged a penalty for renewal, please note that if you do not reissue within 6 months of today, you will be penalized. ”

After everything was done, the slope returned the National ID card and kindly informed him that he needed to renew it. Shinwoo left the police station with a thank-you note.

When Seung-ho's family left the police station, he went to the bathroom and returned. I looked around for something.

“Joo-hyun, where are the people who came to cancel the missing persons report? ”

He said, "Oh, you're done. You're home. ”

In the words of Officer Choi Won-woo, Sergeant Ju Hyun cleaned up the paperwork and turned his head to reply. At that moment, Choi Seon Jung's expression frowned.

“What, already? ”

“Yep, isn't it fast? ”

“Oh, I hope it's quick. How long have you been out? ”

“I left about three minutes ago. ”

“Oh, I get it. I have to go to the bathroom. ”

After going to the bathroom, I looked at the chief of staff heading back to the bathroom with a strange look, but soon I thought I had quit my job and returned to help cancel the report.

Lieutenant Choi, who left to go to the bathroom, urgently went out and called somewhere.

“Hello? Lieutenant Choi? ”

“Reporter Park, the target has left the police station. ”

“Oh, come on, I asked you to hold on for a few minutes. I'll be there in two minutes. ”

The voice that came over the phone was full of annoyance.

“I got back from the call and left already. But why don't you get in touch with him and find out his home address now? ”

“Oh my……. Okay, but thank you for the information. I'll buy you a drink when I get the article. ”

“Oh, Park Journalist, I hope I've contacted you about that. I hope you write a good article. ”

“Yes, go ahead. ”

“Yes, of course. ”

Choi stuffed his phone roughly into his pocket, pulled the cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, sucked a deep sip and drank, and then smoked.

“Whew…. I think Park is finished anyway. Let's sprinkle it all over the place. ”

A dramatic return of a man left alone at the gate in 20 years.

It must have been a deadly delicacy because it was so attractive.

He contacted Park, who he knew best, because he thought he would never miss this opportunity if he was a journalist. But the target has already gone outside.

At this time, I had to spray food everywhere.

After quickly finishing his judgment, Choi turned off a sip of cigarettes and started dialing.

“Oh, Journalist Shin, it's been a long time. Whew, what should I do to get back to you? Haha, it's no different... ”

At that time, Seunghon from the police station tried to get his Social Security number reissued according to the advice of a friendly police officer, but he didn't have a photo taken, so he had to take a photo.

But before taking the picture, I went to a hair salon around the house with my parents to cut my hair.

However, I felt like I would get exhausted if I took my parents who were over sixty years old and walked around with Seung-ho's planned place today.

“Mother, Father. Just go with the salon and go home first. ”

“What are you talking about? I'm going with my son. ”

“Your mother has bad knees. I have to go to the same office today and go to the Hunter Association, and I'm going to visit the democratic work that you mentioned yesterday. ”

I told my parents not to tell the democracy.

It was because I wanted to give her a hug instead of telling her over the phone.

It must have been so hard losing my husband. Why did I lose my husband at the gate? I lost him beyond the gate before he even tried to act like a brother.

“Then let's just go to the same office together. It's around here anyway. Huh?”

When I saw her face, I said I felt weak in my heart.

As I passed the alley, I looked to the right side of the road and saw a salon. Shinwoo took his parents' hands and walked towards the salon.

I've felt it since yesterday, but the cars on the street were very stylish. All the girls across the street looked pretty.

For 20 years, Seung-ho's eyes were busy, not to mention the woman who had not seen the man himself.

“Son, you should get married. ”

I noticed how my son was feeling, and my mother sneaked out her story.

“Mother, I haven't found a job yet... You have to get a job to get married for good. ”

“That's right, a man's kid needs a job! ”

Seung-ho replied, embarrassed. My father helped me win. Mother was worried about the marriage of her elderly son, but she thought that the appearance of him in his early 20s was competitive.

“Well, I can marry a 20-year-old girl who's so handsome. ”

Honestly, Seung-ho's face was closer to Honam than he was handsome, but what would he do with it if he denies it?

Seung-ho smiled at her face and went to the salon.

“Welcome, oh my! Beauty and the Beast are here. ”

The mid-30s chief, who was cleaning the salon when the door was opened, joked when he saw Seungho entering the salon side by side, holding hands with his mother.

His unruly head was a joke compared to a lion roaming the African meadow.

Later, when my father came in, he made a curious face, but he focused only on Seung-ho who appeared to be a guest.

“Are you here to cut your grandson's hair? Come this way."

As I sat him down in the middle, my mother came to my side and watched as the hairdresser sprayed water on the head of the bridegroom.

“Mom, she's sitting over there. ”

Even though it was said that He would sit down in case his legs hurt, Mother said to him, "My hands are tied."

“Oh? I'm sorry. I thought I was your grandson. ”

“It could be. It's okay. It's been a long time, hasn't it? ”

When Seung-ho called her mother, the principal was surprised and looked at Seung-ho and Mother alternately, and bowed his head and apologized to her.

However, she shook her head as if she didn't mind and began to boast about her son.

“Phew, you really look like you're in the same boat as my son. I have a son, and he's in the middle of the year. But he didn't eat a lot of food while he was distracted, so this month his food bill went out for 700,000 won. I'm not as big as my mother's son, so I'm even more upset. ”

The principal thought that Seung-ho's mother would give birth to Seung-ho late and love him, so he began to spread the words on his mouth.

When I started praising my son to ease Mother's mood, I started mixing praises that Seung-ho was feeling well, her expression bloomed like a flower.

“Hoho, right. My son is 42 years old this year, and he's got good skin, good body, good looks, a lot of time, right? ”

“Mom, I'm 43 years old. ”

“I'm talking about age 10,000 nowadays. ”

The principal who dropped the sprayer was surprised to hear Seung-ho and Mother's conversation.

“Are you really in your 40s? Oh, you're older than me. How do you like your skin so much? What's the secret?”

“I like my skin a little better, don't I? Looks like you ate a lot of marble. ”

Seung-ho answered, trembling in praise of the Prelate.

However, the principal was surprised to hear that Seung-ho had eaten the horse.

“You're a hunter? Phew, thank God! I almost broke a pair of scissors. If you're a hunter, you have to tell me beforehand. ”

“What's different about Hunter? ”

The hairdresser put the scissors back into the scissors, wrapped them up, went inside the salon, took another scissors, and began to open them.

Seung-ho, who was watching the scene, was questioned and asked the Prelate, but why doesn't the Prelate know about this? I made a face.

“You're not Hunter? ”

“Well, first of all, it's Class D. ”

20 years ago. ’To Seung-ho who swallowed the word, the principal smiled.

However, after seeing the expression of victory in swallowing the horse, the principal understood its meaning in a different way.

“Are you ashamed of class D? A Class D Hunter needs to cut off his head with Hunter's own scissors. You have to pay for a broken scissor blade if you cut it with a regular scissor, because the price of a beauty scissor is higher than the cost of a cut. ”

The headmaster's words made me feel a little uneasy.

“By any chance, aren't these scissors broken? ”

“Class A hunters cut their heads off with these scissors. Don't worry."

But when the words ended, the scissors cut only a few strands and stopped with a hissing sound they didn't want to hear.

“Huh? ”

With the scissors in his hand, he smiles bitterly and raises his right hand between his gown, unable to understand what had happened.

“Hold the scissors in my hand and bring them to me where they need to be cut, and I'll cut them. ”

The headmaster who was stunned by the first incident handed over the expensive Hunter scissors to a trustworthy voice for some reason.

He raised Seungho's arm with the scissors in his right hand, put the scissors in the position of the hair where they needed to be cut, and put the head between the scissors.

“You can cut it. ”

The ledger gazed at the hair and scissors that were cut gently without sound with a curious eye. I could see something standing on the blade of the scissors.

He rubs his eyes and looks back, but something stands up quickly and the ledger thinks he saw nothing.

"A or better hunters on TV use unstoppable magic to cut their hair?" I slept late last night, so I can't see anything. I have to close the door early and go home. ’