Cheat day

Heave-ho

Stuffing the wrap into his mouth, he took out his phone to show the earnings, then alternated between lifting and lowering his glasses, holding the phone far away and then bringing it close, examining the screen.

It’s a bit funny.

“Is this for real?”

“Of course.” Why would I lie to my mother?

“Oh my.” Who gives so much money like this? YouTube, right?

“The viewers gave it.” With the advertiser.”

My mother alternated between looking at her phone and me, then handed the phone back to me.

“Still no.”

“Eh.” You saw it, didn’t you?

“How hard it is to live right now.” Save it well and use it later when you buy a house.

“Don’t worry, I’m collecting it well.” This time, I’m opening a fixed deposit and also putting money into a savings account.

“How do you spend the money your mom earned through hard work?”

“Then what about me?” “Am I a bad son for spending the money my mother earned through hard work?”

“Mom is Mom, right?”

“A son is a son.”

“Sigh.”

“It’s really okay.” I earned it through hard work, and it’s not money earned through bad deeds. So, enjoy it a bit. Do you think it’s nice to benefit from your accomplished son?

Come to think of it, the sash has been bothering me.

It was bent, and even a slight breeze would make it rattle and produce a loud wind sound.

Let’s take this opportunity to get the sashimi. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?

“No.”

“It’s hot in the summer, and bugs come in.” It’s cold in winter. There’s no reason not to fix it. Let’s do it anew.

“No.” No.

“Do it.”

“No.” I can’t do it.

Mother shook her head.

Even after saying that, it seems like my son is reluctant to spend the money he earned, even though he’s cutting back on sleep.

“It’s not like I’m being extravagant; I’m just using it for necessary things.”

“I can’t do this.”

“Yes?”

“You need at least 2,000.”

“…….”

I didn’t know the sash was that expensive.

“Mother.”

“Hmm?”

“I’ll earn more money and buy you a new house.”

If it costs 20 million won to fix the window frames of a 30-year-old apartment, it would be better to save that money and buy a larger, newly built apartment instead.

“Mom likes this house, so buy your house first.”

I work myself to the bone, but my income is returning more than my effort.

The money earned with the help of those around me and the viewers, along with a bit of luck, will be hard to maintain continuously.

“We have to work hard.” Mom, I feel so energized after eating. “Let’s go, let’s go.”

Mother smiled gently.

“Okay.” Our son is cool.

“Isn’t it cool?”

“But why has our wonderful son never had a girlfriend?”

“…….”

Suddenly, they tear my heart apart.

“Now that I’ve lost weight, I look good too.” Earn a lot of money too. The heart is also kind. “Who’s not taking our wonderful son?”

“Mom, it’s only with you.”

“왜? This should be enough, right?

“Eh.” Hurry up and eat. Am I going to eat it all?

“Stay longer.” Eat more.

“That’s not what I meant…”

“Don’t you have someone you like?”

“……I do have it.”

“Really?” Who?

“No.” No.

“The employee we talked about before?” They said you were good at your job and very competent, right?

“Oh, no.” Hurry up and eat. The stew is getting cold.

“Talk to me.” Huh?”

I shouldn’t have brought it up.

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***

I rested well at my hometown house and returned to Seoul on Monday morning.

Thanks to sleeping almost the entire two days, I couldn’t feel better.

As expected, mother and hometown are the best.

The fatigue of the past month melted away like snow, and after chatting warmly with my mother, seeing her smile and hearing her proud words, my heart felt completely recharged.

The weather is nice, and I’m in a good mood, so I went to work a bit earlier than usual and organized my tasks for today.

“Let’s see.”

Starting today, I will begin new content with Baek Woo-jin.

The name is ‘Cooking Report’.

It can mean to report on cooking, to have stored stories about cooking in a treasure trove, and it can also mean the verb “to see.”

I like that it can also be read as “cooking” in the sense of scrutinizing things carefully.

As the title suggests, it’s a time to unravel the story intertwined with a single dish.

In fact, it’s the same format as ‘Baekban Hana,’ which was previously conducted alongside Baekban Debate, just with a different name.

The dish we will be covering today is chogye-tang.

When the weather gets hot, it’s a dish that always comes to mind, so I prepared it.

Since there is still a lot of time before Baek Woo-jin arrives, I plan to write the editing guide for the poultry filming and also look into chogye-tang.

“CEO.”

In that moment, my heart stopped.

When I turned around, there was aged kimchi.

You came out early. Are you feeling okay?

Ah. Yes. It’s really great. Hello?

Flustered and rambling, Mukji looks at me with concern.

“Did you have a good weekend?”

Yes. I finally got to rest comfortably. How was the meeting?

“It was good.” The rumors weren’t unfounded. The chicken is really tender, and it seems like they make the udon from scratch. I don’t know for sure, but it was somehow different from the products sold at the supermarket.

“Is that so?”

The aged kimchi smiled faintly and headed to its place.

After realizing my feelings, I’ve been worried continuously, but after two days, I still can’t seem to calm down.

Moreover, I still haven’t been able to check last Monday’s tasks.

I can’t stop worrying about whether Mukji heard or didn’t hear what I said about liking them in front of my friends.

I stepped outside to drink some cold water and clear my head, but I almost bumped into some aged kimchi.

“…….”

When I was so surprised that I couldn’t say anything, Mukji showed me the tumbler.

It seems the timing was just right.

This is bad for the heart.

“PD-nim.”

“Yes.”

“…….”

I’ve always wanted to ask.

I wanted to confirm if you heard what I said in front of my friends back then.

“Is something wrong?”

Muk-ji asked with concern. When we eat, our voices are no different from when we were sharing.

The eyes looking at me are no different from when walking down the Metasequoia Road, and my breathing is steady as if sitting on a bench.

I am no different now than I was back then.

“CEO?”

The moment the aged kimchi called me back.

Whether I heard that or not has become no longer important.

If you didn’t hear it, convey it properly.

If you heard it, I want to hear the answer.

I want to confirm that the joyful memories of our conversations and the beating emotions are not just mine.

“…….”

The aged kimchi is waiting.

Don’t hesitate any longer; you need to muster your courage.

“Jo.”

Looking into their eyes, I find myself at a loss for words.

I don’t know why it’s so hard to say this one sentence after talking to myself for hours.

“Jo, did you have breakfast?”

“…….”

You need to eat breakfast to be healthy. Hahaha.”

There is no response.

That, PD-nim.

“Please speak.”

“Would you like to have dinner together after the broadcast?” I know a restaurant with delicious pasta.

It’s just too much to talk about right now.

I guess I should at least borrow the power of the atmosphere from a decent place.

“It won’t work.”

I was taken aback by the refusal of the aged kimchi.

“Didn’t you have a regular meal on Saturday following Friday?” If you do that again today, it won’t be good for your blood sugar management.

“Ah.”

“Recently, you have been letting your guard down.” You need to resolve to do it again.

“Still.”

“I’m fine with just a salad or bibimbap.” You don’t have to take me to a nice place like last time.

Uh……. So, can we have dinner together then?

“Didn’t we always eat together?”

I was relieved that I wasn’t rejected for dinner either.

“Then I’ll buy a salad from up ahead.”

“Alright.”

The aged kimchi quietly approached.

I was startled and froze, but they passed by me and brought the tumbler to the water dispenser.

Really, it’s bad for my heart.

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Since Baek Woo-jin said he would be a bit late, I started the broadcast early.

As I drink my coffee while watching the number of viewers increase in an instant, everyone has something to say.

└I like you

└Why did you turn it on so early?

└What else is there besides cooking? LOL

└Is it Baek Woo-jin again?

└Gukbap combination

Hello.

In the past, we greeted each person by calling out their nickname one by one, but now it would take hours to do so, so we have no choice but to skip it.

I can’t help but feel regretful.

“Why would a soup and rice combination be called soup and rice?” Have you ever gotten tired of gukbap? “It’s a soup because it’s that delicious.”

└For real lol

So, what is “cooking report,” lol?

└Did you get some rest?

└The videos keep coming up.

“Let’s cook and talk together when Woojin comes.” I rested a lot over the weekend. As expected, it’s the hometown house. I spent the whole two days just eating and sleeping.

My son who came down from Seoul not only doesn’t help with the housework but also demands food.

Is our kid still a kid?

└Flame Flame Filial Child

└hahahahahahahaha

Why is the vibe in this room like this? LOL

└The host and the listener are both determined to send everyone to hell, lol.

“Seriously.” I can’t say anything. “Did he really just eat and sleep?”

Of course, they really just eat, sleep, and do whatever they want, but since these people can’t even check with their mothers, they can act however they please.

My son gave me a lot of allowance before he left~ Please don’t scold me~

└Is she really your mother?

└Liar lol

└It’s boring.

“Huh?”

I noticed the ID my mother used. I was surprised, so I called, and they answered right away.

-Yeah~ son

“Mom, are you watching my broadcast right now?”

-Uh. I’m watching.

“LEE6205, is this your mother’s ID?”

-Yes. It’s Mom’s ID. Is my voice on the air right now?

“No.” Why? “Shall I play it for you?”

-Okay. Play it for a moment.

I switched to speakerphone.

– No, I’m upset because you don’t know that our son is a good son. 어머. It’s finally coming out. Everyone, our son gave me a lot of allowance before he left. Please don’t say anything, just eating and sleeping makes me pretty~ Thank you for watching Chan Yong’s broadcast.

“…….”

└No way, lol.

└Oh my god, lol.

└It’s true that they only eat and sleep, lol.

└Mother’s testimony

└Is giving you allowance enough? I can’t even help my elderly mother!

└Mom told you not to say anything, right?

└Am-am. You shouldn’t say anything to your son in front of your mother.

“Um, Mother.” I’ll hang up now.

-Okay. Take care. Oh, the one you said you liked.

Due to the unexpected outburst, my mother hung up the call before she could even finish her sentence.

Wow, they just hung up on their mom’s call because they were embarrassed.

You said you liked it, right?

└We should add the “bad son” section to the side dish controversy tab.

└I’m disappointed with the diabetes uncle. You pretended to be nice, and now you just hang up on my mom’s call like that?

What were you going to say?

It’s a story about aged kimchi.

He kept asking if I was meeting anyone yesterday, so I had no choice but to say that I had someone in mind, but I never revealed who it was.

It seems you were curious about who I like.

It’s perplexing.

“Yo!”

Just then, Baek Woo-jin opened the door and came in.

└It’s Baek Woo-jin.

└Wooha

└Why do my cheeks get puffy every time I see you?

└If we wait just a little longer, Baek Woo-jin will look more steamed than the side dishes, huh?

“What do you mean?” Why are the viewers here so rude? Did you see me?

Baek Woo-jin checked the chat window and started arguing with the viewers.

└What is it as soon as you arrive?

└I watched all the Ugenius videos.

└Honestly, I am a bit chubby~

“You’ve seen it all?” “Then I admit it.”

If you’re going to accept it so easily, why do you always pick fights?

He’s really an incomprehensible guy.