Defeat is painful.

The people of Jinga used this experience to sharpen their swords in preparation for the next battle.

So today, the time has come to avenge that humiliation.

This is the Jinjiajang Restoration Competition!

Jinseoljo, Cheonnamseong waited for this day.

They secretly gathered together to practice carrying and stacking bricks, and they also came up with a plausible strategy of devoting as few people as possible to the interior replacement work and focusing on art scores.

Efforts are not betrayed half-heartedly.

(Sometimes betrayal.)

And the result!

Look at this big, beautiful work of art!

“Miss, what is this!?”

Cheong made a chewed-up expression.

Sotae means the bark of an old tree in the Jungwon language, and as the Chinese characters say, it means a tree with a bitter taste.

It is so bitter that even flies will run away if you hang it at home (since they are bugs with taste cells in their legs). It is not a food ingredient nor a medicine, but just a tree.

What would your face look like after chewing the bark of the most bitter tree in the world?

A very arrogant man looked at the ears attached to the roof, a unique feature of Gwangju’s architectural style.

Last time, the Big Dipper team won by decision because they had built their ears a few levels higher, and they had built the tower very deliberately.

The shape of Hwangi is a large circle in the middle with small circles on the left and right (oOo).

If you pile them up very high with only the center circle as an oval, what would the shape be?

“No, didn’t you feel something strange while you were stacking it? what it this? Are these your ears? Anyone can see this, lady. “What are you going to do with this?”

Cheong barely swallowed the sound of the dick sticking out to the tip of his chin.

Still, you can’t say it’s shit in the presence of adults, right?

But it wouldn’t have mattered if I had said it out loud.

Because all the participants in the restoration competition were thinking that way too.

hmm. When you pile it up high, doesn’t it look a little bit weird?

Iknow, right. That’s a very angry dick too.

Jin family’s wives look at the towering phallic figure with half-embarrassment and half-curiosity, and the children can’t help but giggle.

“Well, because I was accumulating it.”

“Because you pile it up? No, is Jean Sozer a kid? What do you do if you make your house like this? What will your guests think when they see it? “Wow, what does the guesthouse look like? What does it mean? Isn’t this what you’re going to do to give me a guesthouse like this!”

Cheong spit out fire.

Although it is not my house, it is still my professional spirit as the master carpenter who directed the construction.

“Phew, no, that.”

Jinseol bowed his head.

However, Cheong’s eyebrows were twitching because he didn’t look like he was reflecting at all.

“Don’t be too angry. hmm. At this point, it would be a good idea to change the name of the guesthouse. “Penis, no, I should call it more, yes, center, center.”

Gaju Jin seems to feel sorry for her shrinking daughter and brightens the mood by smiling.

But the daughter and the father.

A tall brick tower was also built on the other side, with huge gun barrels towering on the left and right.

It is truly a double-barreled cannon aimed at space.

“How about Joongsimchae? Could it be possible for Cheonhwageom to write a signboard? … hmm. It’s been a while since I’ve been using a signboard, so I’d like to practice. “I think my godfather was somewhere.”

Seeing Cheong’s expression, Jin Ga-ju naturally turns around.

“madam. I do not know. Is this Jin Soje’s house or mine? The landlord also said it was good. Don’t go somewhere and say I built it. Lady, I’m hungry. “Let’s go get something to eat.”

Cheong says, “I don’t know,” and throws the hammer.

In response, Jinjiajang people are looking at Jinjagang and Jinseol with an eye toward aesthetics.

Cheong snorted, wondering what else this was, and Jinseol finally opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Preface Soje, so the winner is…” … ?”

“Who’s the winner now!? The two of them fought so hard that it wasn’t just the innocent guests who saw blood! If I had to ask, I would have to buy more bricks, so the bricklayer wins!”

Bukduseong loses one loss, Cheonnamseong loses two.

And it was the moment when the bricklayer achieved a mysterious victory.

Jinseol slumped his shoulders.

Still, I said everything I wanted to say.

“Okay. Preface Sojeo. However, looking at the context, it is not Tosagu Paeng, but Yangpae Initiative-”

“It’s either that! From next time, I’ll know how to use people!”

Cheong screamed loudly.

Cheong also earned one loss.

It could also be said that it was a day when everyone became a loser.

—-

Cheong is not a cool person to begin with.

So, Cheong, who quickly resolved his anger by scooping up a meal of anger, well, I still get a little angry every time I see that.

Do you think architecture is a joke?

Anyway, when I tried to change my clothes to go back to Umigain Shrine, my stomach was so swollen that I couldn’t sleep.

Originally, clothes were as beautiful as they were uncomfortable, so the full version of the shaman’s uniform that Jinseol modified ended up being a dress that Cheong wore tightly even on an empty stomach, emphasizing her slender waist.

“Jean Soger? Well, the clothes don’t fit… … ”

“what!? No, what is this, a boat?”

“So, the source of transcendent martial arts?”

“No, how on earth does anyone eat until their stomach looks like this!? Clothing is like a weapon to a woman! Preface Soje goes out to fight without holding a sword!? How could this… … !”

This time, Jinseol vomited fire.

There is something wrong with everyone.

While Cheong has a strong sense of work as a master carpenter, Jinseol takes pride in being the best attire and bedding master who is leading the trends in the central plains.

Even if it is not all the way to the central region, it is not entirely wrong to say that it is leading the trend of Yongbong branch.

I stayed up all night to make clothes for him, but he ate so much that he couldn’t wear them!

Cheong laughs and tries to explain it.

“Okay. Sometimes I don’t take it with me… … ”

“What!?”

As Jinseol’s eyes turned like ax blades, Cheong shrank back.

I was just telling the truth.

I couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, wondering if the truth is, after all, a law that is oppressed.

Fortunately, the thickness of the waist belt in the midfield varies widely, so there is something like body shaping underwear from Cheong’s hometown that covers a wide range from the solar plexus to the top of the pelvis.

By covering the stomach that won’t close with that, you can avoid a catastrophe where your insides are visible.

After returning to the front of Umigain Shrine, I thought, what is this? Isn’t there a crowd lining up along the wall of the villa?

That’s because there are still only a very small number of people who believe in the theory of cooperation between single-eyed men and women (the strong argument of the vegetable store kid).

The overwhelming majority of people in Gwangju did not believe the vegetable store’s daughter’s claim that a one-eyed young man overturned the golden room.

No matter how Geumjeokbang is called a ‘room’.

Originally, the group called ‘Bang’, like Geumjeokbang, was a professional group or a local maintenance group, so even though it was a manor, it was not the same as other clans.

In Cheong’s hometown style, it can be said to be an expanded concept to the office of some association.

Of course, it is not to the extent of being called an office, and the manor building is the pride of the room, so it is built in a stately manner and is more like a group lodging for the warriors belonging to it.

Besides, aren’t money makers really taking their own safety seriously?

The executives took elite warriors out to their homes and workplaces, so it was almost like an empty house with only the chaff left behind during the night.

However, even so, he is a young man who is now in his mid to late twenties.

It’s hard to think that I did this alone.

Isn’t it even one-eyed?

If a person only has one eye, they tend to focus on the side where it is difficult to measure distance, so one-armed drone, one-legged drone, single-eyed drone, some of these five bodies are unsatisfactory. The drones are stylish, but when it comes to ability, they are probably not good.

It’s just cool.

So wouldn’t it be much more common sense and logical to say that Geumjeokbang’s ill-fated death was the result of a curse?

This is the culture of the people of Jungwon.

And then a true shaman, or rather a divine maid, appeared who single-handedly defeated that terrible curse.

In the central plain where pseudo-shamans are rampant, such a genuine priestess is truly a precious person.

This is because everyone has heard rumors that there is a real one other than the pseudo-Seonmu Party, but no one has actually seen it.

So, as a result, a long procession lined up in front of Umigain Shrine.

Cheong was greatly embarrassed.

What is this? Everyone is standing in line like people who are visiting some kind of restaurant.

“Fairy! “My wife is about to give birth, so please use just one amulet from her!”

“My son is preparing for the civil service examination, if you could use just one magical talisman… … .”

“Oh my goodness, fairy, there has been an illness in the family right now, and the first, second, and third children have been bedridden in succession. “It seems like there is a curse, so please, can you please hold a ancestral rite just once, thinking that it will save the lives of many people?”

“This time, my son is getting married, so if you bring a widow, can you just check to see if she is a bitch who preys on men? yes?”

“Keohum, I’m planning to build my own villa this time, and since the civil engineering fairy is so magical, I will give you the highest compensation in the industry.”

etc.

Even if you only open a store, it is a central place where you can simply set up a ancestral rite table and pray for good fortune.

Now that a real shaman who had only heard about it through rumors has appeared, people all over the city pray for his spiritual powers.

Cheong immediately became aware of the situation as he heard pleas for all kinds of ancestral rites, architecture, and even fortune-telling.

It seems like being a shaman might be fun.

However, this is how I ended up acting like a shaman throughout my stay in Gwangju.

Besides, you don’t learn anything from being a shaman.

Working as a carpenter was fun, and working as a medical doctor was about saving people, so I worked hard.

But wouldn’t working as a shaman be a religious professional who provides comfort and gets paid?

“No, what is all this about? Why is there such a fuss in front of the shrine! “Can’t you just put it off?”

However, people only look at the aesthetics and have no intention of leaving.

It was then.

“Sister-in-law! “You’re in-laws, right!?”

“Oh.”

The longing voice heard in Cheong’s ears.

In fact, my head turns to the two letters rather than the voice.

It’s not that Gyeon Po-hee’s voice is particularly unique, so it’s hard to recognize it just by hearing it. When was the last time you heard it?

Rather, who would shout out their sister-in-law in a voice full of more than one hundred and fifty-one, half with joy, half with laughter, and half with haste.

“oh? Sister-in-law? “Are you my sister-in-law?”

Cheong’s voice is also tinged with joy.

The village woman, who is as good as she is, comes rushing towards Cheong’s answer.

Cheongdo welcomes you with open arms.

An impatient hand hugs Cheong.

Cheong does not give up and hugs Gyeon Po-hee tightly.

however? why?

Cheong blinked.

Suddenly, something bends behind my back and my body suddenly lifts.

“Eh. Sister-in-law?”

“Your legs are weak. It’s great because it’s like this. “Now that I’m here, you don’t have to walk around with sore legs.”

“Are your legs weak? I?”

This is the Qing Dynasty that competes for supremacy in the world.

Even so, the body of human transcendence is the embodiment of health, with iron arms and iron legs, and a handful of geumangangbul ingots that support the body only below the elbows.

But, um… … .

Is it because it’s been a while since I hugged you?

It’s very comfortable… … .

“Well, if that’s the case with my sister-in-law, then that’s probably the case. But what happened so far? Could it be that your grandfather sent you on an errand all the way to Gwangju? Could it be that it happened to Sanghoe? “No, Grandpa, why are you sending someone all the way to Gwangju to grow the company?”

“huh? no. I came because I wanted to see my sister-in-law. Oh right. I came with my nephew. He said he was going to run some errands for a moment. Have you met yet?”

Cheong’s eyes widen at that.

“Oh? A nephew? My sister-in-law and niece, or rather, go around separately, but the kid is a little older, so she’s been her kid’s mother since they first met? Who is the baby’s father? “Why don’t you show it to me?”

Then Gyeon Po-hee tilts her head.

“My mom? It’s not? And my father and sister-in-law know, but I don’t.”

“… … ? “Do I know?”

“huh. “Because I’m your nephew.”

“huh. He’s your nephew? why?”

what. Why did the conversation fall into a labyrinth?

As expected, is Gyeon Po-hee doing Gyeon Po-hee again?

Should I understand that my sister-in-law is my sister-in-law?

“So, how old is your nephew? He’s already old enough to move around on his own? So ten years old? “Eleven?”

“ah. I know that. “I’m turning 50 this year.”

“… … ?”

what?

Isn’t a normal conversation something you exchange with each other?

In that sense, can we define what we are doing now as conversation?

It’s been a while since I tasted Gyeonpohee, and after only a few words, I feel dizzy and dizzy.

Now that I think about it, my sister-in-law was a bit like this.

But what can I do? She’s already my sister-in-law.

You have to embrace it with love.

“Hey, sister-in-law. Hey-”

It was then.

A loud sound that cuts off Cheong’s words!

“mother!! I am! “A good son has arrived!!”

do.