Chapter 13
When I was a ve of Sunyang and cleaned up the familys messes, the disregarded Jin Yun-ki, Jin Sang-jun and Jin Do-jun were not on my list. So in my memory, the number of Sunyangs third generation was 12. I have racked my brain for the name Jin Do-jun but cant remember anything but a car ident.
I didnt give a damn about the ident at the time.
Unfortunately I cant remember when, where, and how it happened.
I should be so careful that the future can not change much, but what if I can avoid the ident and vie for control of Sunyang?
What if I can help grandfather live longer? Will this help the future change much?
Not only did my doubts remain, I realized I should be be mindful each day of my demeanour.
Especially toward the grandfather.
This evening, Im supposed to be having dinner with him, just two of us.
I should yield something, in an borate, careful manner.
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<strong><i>Grandfather!</i></strong>
Damn,
The probably the hardest thing to do is to run and thrust this small body against him.
For a time heid his eyes on me, curving his mouth over his lips and petting my head, then seated me at a table.
Sunyang Hotel Restaurant.
He probably wanted to reward me in some way for the tip-off.
The election result pleased him. Indeed, it was deemed that 5 years from now, Sunyang would benefit from the result.
Thank you so much, I will never forget your aid, The president-elect said to him on the phone.
<strong><i>I want to get you what you want, kid</i></strong>
<strong><i>This soon? I didnt even tell you my grade yet,</i></strong> said as if I had not heard anything of the election result, but thought of the pony promise.
<strong><i>Grade?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Yes,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Oh! Right</i></strong>
He must have forgotten it.
<strong><i>So did you get good grades?</i></strong>
<strong><i>I got straight As,</i></strong>
He blinked in surprise, thenughed softly.
<strong><i>Im the only one in my ss who has gotten straight As,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Oh, well. Its toote to buy you a pony today,</i></strong>
Now I would like something bigger than that.
<strong><i>Its okay. I cant even ride a pony. I will learn how to ride it over the winter break, then you can buy me one,</i></strong> I continued, <strong><i>Grandfather?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Yeah,</i></strong>
<strong><i>What is it you wanted to see me about, today?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Well, because of you, mypanies can get bigger,</i></strong>
Get richer, you mean?
He said, with a big smile.
<strong><i>Then you can give me something bigger too?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Bigger? Of course. What is bigger than a pony?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Well</i></strong>
<strong><i>Go on,</i></strong>
<strong><i>If I have a pony, will the pony be kept in a pasture in Jeju Ind (an ideal ce for raising horses in Korea)?</i></strong>
<strong><i>You cant raise a pony in your house, you know that,</i></strong>
<strong><i>But Once I have one, I will want to ride it every day. But I cant always fly to Jeju Ind to ride it,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Well, what should we do then?</i></strong>
Delectable dishes such as sushi, sashimi, bulgogi, doenjang jjigae, steak and jajangmyeon (ck bean sauce noodles) started being served.
And there was cake for dessert.
He would not eat a meal without kimchi. Kimchi was served first.
<strong><i>Eat up, kid,</i></strong>
He watched me scarfing down jajangmyeon. When I lifted my chin, he shot me a smile.
After shoving a few pieces of sashimi into his mouth,
<strong><i>Should we find a pasture near here so you can ride your pony every day?</i></strong>
Thats exactly what I wanted to hear!
<strong><i>Really?</i></strong> I asked, swallowing hard.
With a broad smile on his face, he looked at me wiping ck bean sauce off my mouth.
<strong><i>Of course. You said you wanted something bigger, didnt you,</i></strong> he said, thenughed broadly.
Oh yes! almost came out of my mouth.
I had to do that damn thing again; I climbed down off my chair, ran and hugged him.
He let out a heartyugh.
I cruised around the table and dropped back into my chair.
<strong><i>Where is your pasture, grandfather? Is it near your house?</i></strong> I asked.
<strong><i>You cant raise horses near residential areas, as horses stink,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Where then?</i></strong>
<strong><i>North of Seoul,</i></strong>
Record scratch
That was not the area Id had in my mind.
<strong><i>Whats wrong?</i></strong>
<strong><i>No, its just too far,</i></strong> I said, with a pout of my lips and a sullen look.
<strong><i>Too far?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Our house is in Gangnam</i></strong>
<strong><i>There is no pasture in the south of Seoul,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Make it. You can make everything you want, grandfather,</i></strong> I said, in a nervous, yet firm and ted voice.
<strong><i>What? Make a pasture?</i></strong>
He erupted inughter again. It was relief.
<strong><i>Do-jun?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Yes?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Do you know how manypanies I have?</i></strong>
Although I knew the answer, I shook my head.
<strong><i>I made 19 of 48 myself. And I bought the rest,</i></strong>
Bought? Not robbed?
<strong><i>I feel more attached to 19 that I built up,</i></strong>
What is he trying to say?
<strong><i>I like it when you say, make it,</i></strong>
How should I react?
Brinking? Nodding?
<strong><i>Let me help you make something of your own,</i></strong>
He summoned his PA.
<strong><i>Fetch us a map of Seoul and Gyeonggi-do,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Yes, sir,</i></strong>
After a little while, the PA brought us a map.
The grandfather spread the map over the table, then circled a spot and pointed to it.
<strong><i>Now, the circled spot is where my house is, where do you want to make your own pasture? Circle a spot,</i></strong>
Crazy!
Damn happy now.
I pretended to be agonizing over it although there was just one spot that had been in my mind for a long time.
<strong><i>Pick carefully,</i></strong>
I circled the one.
<strong><i>Here,</i></strong>
He frowned, his eyebrows knitting together.
<strong><i>Looks far from here, dont you think so?</i></strong>
<strong><i>Oh</i></strong>
I wore a sullen face, which shortly made him say, <strong><i>All right then, kid,</i></strong>
He called out the PA again.
<strong><i>Determine if this spot is suitable for a pasture,</i></strong>
<strong><i>Yes, sir,</i></strong>
The PA rolled up the map and put it under his arm, then backed into the door.
We continued to eat our dinner.
Grandfather changed the topic: friend.
I had none. How can a boy who has a mental age of 40 make a friend?
When I was equivocating, another his PA carefully entered inside.
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