Chapter 393

Episode 393. I should also live comfortably now,

said Yeon Jeok-ha with a nonchalant face.

“It’s a simple medicine called Socheongdan. I have four of them, so please let the adoptive wife take care of them.”

Yang-Hwa’s eyes widened at the word Socheongdan.

There is no Murim person who does not know Socheongdan.

It is said that if you take it, you will gain 10 years of gong power.

Looking at Namcheon’s ability, Socheongdan must be genuine.

“Why is this precious thing...”

“I am giving it as an apology. Enough then.”

After marrying Yang-Hwa, who had a relationship with him, he disappeared due to Lee Hyung-Hwan’s divine law.

It happened so quickly that Yang-Hwa couldn’t even ask him.

do you mean apology? what?

Yang Yi-hwa, who was standing with an absurd face, was approached by Waryong Swordsman Yeon Mu-baek.

“It looks like Namcheon Sohyeop is standing with his backpack on his back. What’s going on?”

“He is gone.”

“Why, in the middle of the night?”

“He said he was busy with work. Rather than that, I don’t know how to go about this.”

“What’s going on?”

She showed the oil blotting paper she was holding.

“He gave me this.”

“What is it?”

“He said it was Socheongdan.”

“Socheongdan? Did Namcheon Sohyeop really give away Socheongdan? The small group of non-partisans?”

“yes. He obviously said that.”

Hyeonmubaek was surprised, but at the same time he felt uncomfortable.

It is because he does not understand why he gave such a treasure as Socheongdan to his wife.

“Did you ever ask why I was giving you socheongdan?”

“I said it was an apology.”

“her! it means apology Can you guess what this means...”

Hyeonmubaek shook his head.

A man who had been generous to me beyond measure gave me a small bowl of apology as an apology?

If Namgung-yeon was nearby, she would want to run over and ask.

Yang Hwa muttered with a puzzled face.

“I don’t know either. What is an apple and what is socheongdan?”

The haze bag alternately looked at the oil paper roll and the sheath.

Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.

‘Could it be that the enemy sent it?’

No matter how much I thought about it, the only person who felt sorry for his wife was Yeon Jeok-ha.

But that’s an overestimation.

The enemy’s revenge against Samjang is not completely over.

This can be seen just by looking at the Baek and Yang households wandering around unable to return home.

‘No.’

Besides, I hadn’t heard that there was a magician like Namcheon among Jeokha’s acquaintances.

Even if he is an acquaintance of the enemy, socheongdan is too much.

There was no way that the non-partisan faction would give such a treasure to a younger enemy!

He shook his head vigorously to shake off his thoughts.

“why?”

“No, I was thinking nonsense for a moment.”

“I don’t know how to deal with this anyway.”

Yang-Hwa stared blankly at the paper package containing Socheongdan.

“How many are there in all?”

“I said four.”

“That is a very significant number.”

“why?”

“I think you and I, Seungbaek and Seolju were in mind.”

“Hot! Come to think of it, I remember he said ‘awesome family’. Certainly, if it is Socheongdan, Lady Seolju and the second boy can reconcile, right?”

“It’s hard to say for sure, but I think we can bring Seol-ju in front of Seung-baek.”

It is time for the two to continue talking about the use of Socheongdan.

Lian Seung-baek approached with frequent steps.

Yang-Hwa quickly kept the oil paper in her bosom.

Yeon Seung-baek was also cautious because he was as greedy as the speaker.

“But looking at it today, it doesn’t seem like that.”

“Umm...”

“They fought as if they were going to eat each other. The second older brother told his sister this year and that year, and it really wasn’t a joke. It’s an atmosphere where you can open your eyes and cut your nose.”

“...”

Finally, the heartache fell asleep.

Either that or not, he continued talking.

“But today, all of a sudden, my brothers and sister seemed pitiful. I know it sounds like a full stomach. But don’t you think I’m glad I didn’t resent them and was able to say something full?”

The bed was uncomfortable, and the heartache tossed and turned.

“I don’t hate them anymore. As old Sim said, the shaman must have abandoned me. Still, I don’t want to go back to before. Before, I was suddenly angry, and I couldn’t feel better no matter what I did.”

growl-.

He paused for a moment to relate to the snoring of heartache.

“That’s why I gave Mrs. Yang a small cheongdan.”

The heartache that had been asleep for a moment suddenly opened its eyes.

“What did you just say?”

“what? Aren’t you sleeping? I even picked my nose.”

“Originally, Murim people sleep with only one ear closed. I think I heard something about socheongdan?”

“He gave the sheep wife a small cheongdan.”

My heart ached as if I had been struck by lightning, and I jumped up and straightened my upper body.

“no! Why are you giving that precious thing to the sheep lady! Isn’t it too much for being served food only once?”

“What are you so excited about? I heard that I gave you my small bag.”

“Of course, it is Confucius’s small group. However, Socheongdan is not something that can be given to just anyone.”

My heartache was as if my belongings had been disposed of by Yeon Jeok-ha at will.

“Why is Mrs. Yang anyone? It’s your brother-in-law.”

“Confucius and the Yeons don’t have a relationship that will take care of them like that! Have you already forgotten what they did to Confucius? Didn’t they beat you, trample you, lock you up in a warehouse and try to kill you!”

The heartache of not being able to hear Yeonjeokha’s words because he was sleeping couldn’t understand him.

“I forgot everything.”

“Why do you forget that grudge? don’t forget You must not forget until you die!”

“What is a good thing, do you live remembering it for the rest of your life?”

“That’s how you’ll get your revenge!”

“Revenge is enough because I let my aunt overflow. I should live comfortably now.”

He swallowed the words that reached his throat with heartache at the words of a couple who were somehow empty.

After all, resentment is a kind of poison.

As much as your grudge against someone is deep, your own heart is also rotten.

“Tell me honestly. Are you sick to your stomach?”

“...There are things like that.”

The heartache was not denied.

There was nothing to hide between Yeonjeokha and him.

“How many do you need?”

“outline.”

I laughed at the love affair.

10 years of work doesn’t mean much to heartache.

It seems that he wants to feed his two disciples who have reaped in his later years with socheongdan.

“An old man who works today and tomorrow is greedy.”

“The only people in this world who are not greedy are the dead.”

“okay. I’ll give it to you in the morning.”

“Hehe, thank you.”

Having obtained what he wanted, the heartache immediately burst into laughter.

I can’t stop laughing when I think of Geum-ah and Wol-ah, who will enjoy eating Socheongdan.

“Is it that good?”

“If you’re curious, Confucius should try raising a disciple.”

“At this age already?”

“Don’t Confucius’ brothers also raise disciples? What does age matter when teaching? All you need is your ability.”

“I don’t bother.”

“It’s too much for Confucius, who doesn’t wash well because he’s too lazy to do it.”

“I don’t think that’s what old Sim, who is dirtier than me, would say. Didn’t Wol-a and Geum-ah tell me to wash up?”

“I don’t. Every morning, I scoop water and ejaculate.”

“okay? I only have two disciples. I should think about it too.”

“Oops! Confucius, if you don’t want to fidget, just ask Sangdo to fetch water. Confucius, who can’t even take care of himself, is not worthy of being a disciple.”

“Damn it. Are you telling me to have disciples or not?”

They exchanged heartaches and trivial jokes until their eyes went watery from exhaustion.

And I finally fell asleep when my feelings of guilt toward Mrs. Yang and sympathy for Mrs. Yeon faded away.