My Daughter is a Music Genius

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After leaving behind the crazy Saturday, it was Sunday.

On Sunday morning, Chaeyoon woke up a little earlier than usual.

Last night, I went to bed early because I was exhausted and woke up early today.

“Dad! Time to wake up!”

Chae Yoon-i said while pressing Seong-hyun’s cheek.

Jo Sung-hyun raised his eyelids with a muffled sound.

As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was the face of Chaeyoon, who was smiling brightly.

The child was looking at Jo Sung-hyun with a smile, and he smiled and hugged Chae-yoon in his arms.

Chae-yoon sat down on Jo Sung-hyun’s legs and gently held her in his arms.

“Chae-yoon, did you sleep well?”

“yes!”

To Jo Sung-hyun’s words, Chae-yoon rubs her face on Jo Sung-hyun’s chest in response.

Yawning, Jo Sung-hyun looked around.

Last night, a lot happened.

While trying to play the piano, Chae-yoon got up and put the child back to sleep, and Jo Seong-hyun came out of the living room and sat on the sofa, looking at the piano.

He didn’t quite understand why he wanted to play the piano, so he had to struggle for a long time to figure out his principles of action.

And he fell asleep, unable to draw that conclusion.

It was probably around 1 or 2 in the morning.

“Chae Yoon-ah, what time is it now?”

“cellar… 7 o’clock!”

At the child’s words, Jo Seong-hyun nodded his head slightly, then lifted Chae-yoon and checked his face.

Seeing the eyes of the child with a pinched eyebrow, Jo Sung-hyun raised his hand with a smile.

Carefully, after removing the child’s eyebrows.

He grabbed Chae-yoon and got up.

It was Sunday, but there was nothing left to do.

No, I would have been busy in the first place.

Because I had to decide which song to play on the first stage of the contest.

However, Cho Seong-hyeon was sitting on the sofa alone last night and thinking, and today he decided not to give Chae-yoon any burdens or worries.

Because I wanted my child to be free to do whatever he wants today.

“What are you going to do today, Chae Yoon-ah?”

“I don’t know Chae-yoon.”

“I don’t know?”

“yes!”

At the child’s bold statement that he did not know, Jo Sung-hyun smiled and walked to the bathroom.

To wake up, I was thinking of washing my face first.

“I want Chae-yoon to wash too.”

“Is that so?”

Seeing Jo Sung-hyun trying to wash his face, Chae-yoon says:

I thought I was going to wash it after lounging around a bit more, but I was a little surprised that I was going to wash it right away.

‘Because there’s nothing bad about it.’

Rather, it is a good thing.

You get into the habit of washing right after you get up.

Jo Seong-hyeon helped Chae-yoon to wash her face before she washed her face.

The child who washed his face bit the toothbrush in his mouth.

Jo Sung-hyun brushed his teeth after washing his face while the child was brushing his teeth.

“Chica Chika.”

Chaeyoon smiled as if she was in a good mood, putting the toothbrush in her mouth.

Seeing the smiling child shouting “Chika Chika” with his mouth, Jo Seong-hyeon reached out and stroked Chae-yoon’s hair.

“It’s all washed!”

“Is Chae-yun clean now?”

“right!”

The child answers brightly.

Even the child was humming and moving his body.

Well, I’m trying to dance.

I feel like my body is not following me.

It’s completely different from the way he’s been crying or gloomy since he heard the story about the parrot yesterday.

It was fortunate.

If you were gloomy today, it would have been difficult for Seong-hyeon too.

As a father, it was hard for me to see my child look gloomy and depressed.

With a smile, Jo Sung-hyun opened his mouth.

“What shall we have for breakfast this morning?”

“rice… ?”

“yes. breakfast.”

“Chae-yoon can eat well.”

Nodding his head, the child says.

When I asked what to eat, the child gave the wrong answer that he could eat well, so Jo Seong-hyun picked it up and sat down on the sofa, exhaling.

“My dad knows that Chaeyoon eats breakfast well.”

“right. Dad knows everything!”

“There are so many things that even Dad doesn’t know?”

“You don’t know?”

“yes. Dad doesn’t know what Chaeyoon wants to eat for breakfast right now?”

Chae-yoon came over to the sofa where Seong-hyeon was sitting and jumped onto the sofa.

The child, who jumped and jumped and lay on the sofa, lay on Jo Sung-hyun’s legs in the same posture.

With a happy face, Chae-yoon rubbed the cheek against Seong-hyun’s leg.

Then, suddenly, he flaps his legs.

“Puhee.”

Laughing, Chae-yoon continued to flap her legs and breathed in as if she was exhausted.

Jo Sung-hyun tapped Chae-yoon’s forehead lightly with his finger.

“So, what does Chae-yoon really want for breakfast?”

“Chae-yoon is what Dad does!”

“Dad will do it for you.”

“really?”

Blinking his eyes, Chaeyoon asked.

Seong-Hyeon Cho nodded his head.

At the words of Chae-yoon that she wants to eat the food she cooks, Jo Sung-hyun realized that recently, most of the cases were skipping breakfast or simply eating bread.

Rather than Jo Sung-hyun’s problem, the main reason was that Chae-yoon couldn’t eat breakfast well because it was difficult for her to get up early in the morning.

Anyway, it was true that I hadn’t eaten much of the dishes Jo Seong-hyeon cooked for the past few days.

“What do you want to eat from Daddy?”

“rice!”

“Rice, not bread?”

The child nods his head.

Well, I’ve been eating too much bread lately.

Jo Sung-hyun asked again, looking at Chae-yoon, who was still lying on his lap and shaking his legs.

“What do you want to eat with rice? It’s like a side dish.”

“rice!”

“… Is there anything you want to eat other than rice?”

“Chae-yoon likes the food that her father makes.”

The child says with twinkling eyes.

Seong-hyeon Jo laughed out loud.

“Then what kind of food would you like your father to cook for Chaeyoon?”

He changed the question.

And only then will the correct answer come out.

“Umm… egg.”

“Fried egg?”

“yes!”

“and?”

“uh… beans? soup?”

Tilt his head, the child says.

Jo Sung-hyun opened his mouth, lightly poking the child’s cheek.

“Bean sprout soup?”

“yes! Bean sprout soup!”

“okay. Then, let’s eat like that.”

Having said that, he raised Chae-yoon, and he himself got up and headed for the kitchen.

Of course you can do fried eggs.

Bean sprout soup was not that difficult.

It was fortunate that there were also bean sprouts that I bought a while ago.

Originally, I was planning to eat it with bean sprouts, but I didn’t have time, so I left it as it is.

I thought it would be good to boil bean sprouts soup in this charm.

If Jo Sung-hyun was eating alone, he would have boiled it with cheongyang pepper and eaten it, but it is Seong-hyun Cho who realized how spicy Chae-yoon can not eat while eating tteokbokki last time.

Of course, I was going to remove all the ingredients that Chaeyoon could make spicy.

It took about 40 minutes to prepare breakfast.

Chae-yoon has been hovering around Seong-hyeon.

The child, who had been watching from a distance of two steps in case of interference, ran to the table as soon as the food was ready.

“Will Chae-yoon prepare a spoon?”

“yes!”

At Jo Sung-hyun’s words, Chae-yoon takes out a spoon from the cutlery box on the table and prepares it.

A cutlery set for children, and a regular cutlery set.

However, I was prepared for it.

“Is your dad eating Chae-yoon’s food today?”

“Puhee. that’s right!”

The child burst into laughter.

It doesn’t seem like a big deal to Jo Sung-hyun, but it seems to be a lot of fun for Chae-yoon.

It was good to see the child smiling.

They started eating right away.

After not long, Chae-yoon and Jo Seong-hyeon had to switch spoons and eat again.

Chae-yoon, who had been accustomed to the cutlery set for children, could not easily get used to the regular cutlery set.

After finishing the meal, Jo Sung-hyun washed the dishes.

While he was washing the dishes, Chae-yoon yawned and rolled around on the living room floor, then sat down in front of the piano.

He didn’t always play the piano, but he did play the piano for about two hours a day.

I rarely miss playing the piano even for a day.

So Jo Sung-hyun’s hair was complicated yesterday.

Because Chaeyoon, who has never skipped playing the piano even for a day, couldn’t play the piano yesterday.

Soon the sound of playing began to be heard.

The song the child played was the first piano that Seong-hyeon Cho heard.

Did you hear it at the zoo yesterday and play along?

Or was it just a song you learned in kindergarten?

Jo Seong-hyeon finished washing the dishes while thinking about it.

As always, he sat on the sofa and listened to Chae-yoon playing.

Chae-yoon’s performance was depressing.

It’s not that the child’s mood is depressed, but the song itself is a bit melancholy.

I’ve never really heard a song like this.

‘At first… I don’t think it’s a finished song.’

Somehow, it’s not a perfect performance.

As Jo Seong-hyeon, who knows that he is a child who usually imitates after listening to it a few times, he couldn’t help but feel strange.

The boy played for a while, then stopped his hand as if he didn’t like something.

Then, perhaps feeling that Jo Sung-hyun is behind him, Chae-yoon tilts her head back and meets Seong-hyeon’s eyes.

“Chae Yoon-ah. Then you fall.”

He felt like he was going to fall backwards, so Jo Sung-hyun gently pushed the child’s back so that Chae-yoon could sit up straight.

“… Dad.”

“yes?”

“Why is Dad doing everything well?”

“… … ?”

Jo Sung-hyun blinked at the child’s question.

Because I don’t know exactly what you mean by the question, “Why are you doing everything well?”

“Well… How are you all doing?”

“yes. Daddy is all right Uh uh, the piano and the violin uh… You can cook and sing well.”

“Dad isn’t good. I’m not as good at the piano as Chaeyoon, and I’m not good at the violin… You can’t cook better than your grandmother. My singing is worse than Yumi or Yena unnie.”

“not really. My father is better at piano and violin than Chaeyoon. She sings better than Yumi unnie.”

In the meantime, I’m not saying that I’m a better cook than my grandmother.

Jo Sung-hyun looked at Chae-yoon with a smirk.

“Chae Yoon-ah.”

“yes?”

“Do you think your father does everything better than Chae-yoon?”

“yes.”

The child says so and hugs the little mermaid doll.

Cho Sung-hyun scratched his cheek.

Why is Chae Yoon suddenly saying these things?

Jo Sung-hyun thought quickly.

But it was a matter that could not be easily concluded.

“Chae-yoon wants to do everything as well as her dad, but it’s too difficult to do like him.”

As the child said that, he raised one hand and tapped to follow the piano.

Only after seeing it did Jo Seong-hyeon understand why Chae-yoon was saying that.

The child wanted to grow more musically.