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When the door was opened, a girl with her younger brother
and sister appeared. When Young-cheol approached them for
orders, the eldest sister said.
Two bowls of Jajang-myun(Chinese noodles with blackish bean
sauce), please.
"Why didn't you order for your?", asked one of the
younger sisters.
Well, the lunch seems to have disagreed with me."
How wonderful they have their parents! They can have supper
together," said the younger.
At the very time, Young-sun hurried out of the kitchen.
She gave the children a long look.
You...you In-hye, right? In-hye?
Yes, right. I'm Inhye. Who are you?"
Your mom's friend. Dont you remember me? I'm Young-sun. We
had lived at the same village. I think you cannot remember
me because you were too young then. Anyway, how are you living
without your parents?"
She was passing her hand over their faces.
In-jung, you grew to be a girl."
At last, their face broadened into a smile.
Wait for a moment. I will bring you some tasty dishes."
Young-sun rushed into the kitchen. After a short time, she
brought out three bowls of Jajang-myun and a sweet-and-sour
pork. While the children were having the food, she stared
at them.
Good-bye."
Good-bye. Take care... Come to me whenever you want to eat
Jajang-myun."
Yes, I will."
Catching sight of them walking through the dark street, Young-sun
felt they were like a fringe of ice on the eaves which struggles
to grow.
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