Chapter 31 Mom, you can’t tell Zhilong that I love you the most.
A week before Ye-en started elementary school, she received an invitation to her mom and Uncle Jin's wedding.
The invitations given to children are different from others. There are fewer words and more pictures on them, so that children can understand them clearly.
Li Zhen burst out laughing when he saw Jin Hejun drawing the invitation stroke by stroke.
He was infertile and had no obsession with having children. But when he had a daughter who would hug his legs, look up and call him "Uncle Jin" coquettishly, Jin Hejun suddenly realized how happy a caring daughter can make people.
"You, how can you find excuses to give Ye-en pocket money every day? You can get pocket money just by helping to get something. It's too easy for her to save money." Li Zhen shook her head. The man squatting in front of the coffee table painting was obviously forty years old, but his painting style was similar to her daughter's. "Can you draw me better?"
"Ye-en wouldn't spend money recklessly. Look, her piggy bank is full." Jin Hejun smiled awkwardly and didn't dare tell his future wife that this was the third picture he had drawn. The first two were really unbearable to look at.
Because of their wedding, both families were extremely busy that week, and the children were completely left aside to play on their own. It was at this time that they realized, "Hey, where's the pig?"
At this time, Yien was squatting on the stairs holding the golden pig, staring at the only special invitation, but her face was full of melancholy. Since meeting Uncle Jin last year, the piggy bank, which also has the last name Jin, has lived a happy life with plenty of food and drink.
However, the pig's stomach, which has been full all year round, is about to be emptied again today.
The heavy golden pig was passed from Yi-eun's arms to Kwon Ji-yong's hands. Kwon Ji-yong took a deep breath and pulled the black plastic buckle at the bottom. The coin fell through the hole and made a crisp and pleasant sound when it hit the ground.
"You are so rich." Kwon Da-mi caught several coins that tried to "escape" and sorted the money according to face value.
Quan Zhilong shook his head. Most of the names on the record book this year belonged to Ye-eun. "It's all Ye-eun's money, so Ye-eun doesn't have to worry about it. You can spend it however you want."
Ye-eun frowned and looked at her two older brothers and sisters, "Is this money enough?"
Kwon Da-mi, who was in charge of the calculations, pressed on the calculator. The coins seemed to be a lot, but their denominations were not large. All together, it was less than 10,000 won. Of course, this money can be used to buy snacks and play games for a while, but Ye-eun wants to use it to buy a gift for her aunt.
Kwon Da-mi held Ye-eun's hand with her left hand and her brother with her right hand. The three of them had small bags on their chests filled with heavy coins. The person with the highest education in the audience, Kwon Da-mi, who had not yet graduated from junior high school, led her younger brothers and sisters to visit one clothing store after another.
The cheap ones are not of good quality, and they don’t have that much money for good quality ones.
While passing by a women's clothing store, Ye-eun stared at one of the white dresses and couldn't move. She let go of Domi Ouni's hand, and as she leaned against the glass, the small purse on her chest made a rustling sound. "Here, here! Ouni, do we have enough money for this?"
Ye-eun turned to look at the two of them, her eyes full of anticipation. She pointed at the pure white gauze dress. The flowing skirt was exactly the same as the one that the White Snake she had seen before wore, and the white gauze on the model's head was similar to the one she had seen on Kim Hee Sun.
Ye-eun was completely moved. She clasped her hands in front of her chest with sparkling eyes. "Ouni, Zhilong, let's go in and take a look. Let's go."
When the clerk first saw a junior high school student bringing two elementary school students to buy clothes, he was very confused. However, when he saw that all three of them had a bulging little bag hanging on their chests, this confusion turned into laughter.
"Kids, do you want to buy something?" Since there were no other customers, the clerk squatted down and greeted the three children, "But these are all adult clothes."
Kwon Da-mi was a little shy. They went into many stores along the way with great interest, but left dejectedly because they didn't have enough money. The scene will probably be like this this time, she thought. This store doesn’t look cheap.
However, Ye-eun liked the skirt so much that she still tried to raise her hand and pointed at the gauze skirt in the window, "Ouni, how much is this skirt? Is 10,000 won enough?"
Kwon Ji-yong holds Ye-eun's hand, and there is anticipation in both of their eyes. The three children stared at him with watery eyes, and the clerk was in a dilemma. The clothes in the window were the more expensive ones in the store, not to mention that it was a gauze skirt imitating a wedding dress. Ten thousand won was far from enough.
"Ah." The clerk organized his words, "Little sister, are you wearing it yourself? You probably can't wear this."
Ye-eun raised a hand as if she was answering a question in kindergarten, “Ouni, it’s a present I want to buy for my mom.”
Her eyes were full of bright colors, and her dark pupils were surprisingly bright under natural light. "My mom is getting married, so Ye-eun wants to buy the most beautiful dress for her."
Although she has seen her uncle buy several beautiful dresses for her mother, those were gifts from her uncle to her mother. Yien had always wanted to buy the dress for her mother, and she had to present it to her mother at this important moment!
What a filial child! And since my mother is getting married, there’s a high chance that she’s not my biological father.
After hearing this, the clerk felt even more reluctant to mention the price as she didn't want to hurt the child's feelings, but she was not the boss and couldn't make the decision on her own. Her face was full of confusion, but Kwon Da-mi and Kwon Ji-yong understood and sighed and prepared to leave.
However, Ye-eun clasped her hands together, pouted and acted coquettishly towards the shop assistant, "Ouni, this skirt is really beautiful, as beautiful as you!"
The clerk's cheeks flushed. How could anyone resist such sincere praise from this kid? "But it's true that 10,000 won is not enough for you."
Ye-eun's eyes dimmed instantly, her hands that were clasped together in prayer loosened, her shoulders drooped, and she uttered a pitiful "hmm". It's obvious that he has suffered a lot today.
In the clerk's mind, he imagined these three children entering a store, and then being kicked out by the fierce clerk, their innocent little faces full of sadness and depression.
"Thank you, unnie." Ye Eun held Kwon Ji-yong's hand again, and he rubbed her head comfortingly. She turned around and wanted to leave with a look of loss in her eyes.
The clerk suddenly thought of something and stopped the three children as they were about to step out of the door, "Hey, kids, wait a minute."
She found a defective white skirt in the small warehouse. The style was very similar to the one in the window, but the quality was not as good as that one. Later, she found that there were several holes burned in the lower right corner of the skirt. She couldn't sell it, so the store manager just threw it into the warehouse and waited for a price reduction.
Yien touched the skirt. It was a medium-length white gauze skirt dotted with beads in the middle, and a thin white ribbon outlined the curve at the waist. The gauze from the waist down should have been equally white, but three small holes were burned by cigarette butts.
It is like the yellow soil that is exposed after being melted by the sun in the white snow-capped mountains.
"I don't know which customer burned a few holes in it, so we just hope to sell it." The clerk glanced at the three children and said, "It's very similar to the one you wanted, but it has a few flaws."
Ye-eun's eyelashes fluttered slightly, the three holes made her hesitant. She pursed her lips tightly. After half a day, she realized that her piggy bank didn't have much money, but she didn't want to give her mother an imperfect gift...
Quan Zhilong's eyes lit up, and he pulled Yien's hand, "Yeen, this is it. Believe me!"
He has loved scribbling on clothes and even using scissors since he was little, but my mom didn't get angry because she knew some simple sewing skills, and the small hole on this piece of clothing is not even as big as the one he cut.
In fact, many of his and his sister's clothes used to be made by my mom who bought cloth herself. But in the past two years, as the family situation has been getting better and better, my mom has made less clothes.
Kwon Ji-yong leaned over and whispered in Ye-eun's ear, and Ye-eun nodded as she listened. The two looked at each other like little spies, took off the purses from their chests together, and put them heavily on the counter, "This is it!"
"Ah?" Quan Duomei untied the bag around her neck, "Is there anything I can't listen to?"
Then she knew why her brother hid things from her.
"This one won't work..." She looked helpless, but let her brother search left and right in her closet, "This one won't work either. Why don't you use your own clothes!"
Quan Zhilong said as a matter of course: "Because I don't have this kind of gauze clothes, don't you have a lot of them, Noona? Is there any that you can't wear anymore?"
He threw the clothes in his hand and compared them with his sister's. He was delighted and said, "Is this one too small? I can't wear it anymore, right?"
Quan Duomei glared at him and snatched the dress back, "I just bought this this year! I just gained a little weight, I can still wear it when I lose weight."
She pushed her brother away. I tiptoed and looked through the closet, unable to help but mutter, "You're taking my clothes just for Ye-eun, so who is your biological child?"
Quan Zhilong came close to her and watched her rummaging through the closet. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "It was Noona at that time. I love you the most. But Ye-eun is also my favorite sister."
“Alright, alright.” Kwon Da-mi handed the dress that she could no longer wear to Kwon Ji-yong and rolled her eyes. “That sounds nice, but didn’t you want to fight against me, the big devil, together with Ye-eun?”
She narrowed her eyes, raised her hands and pulled both sides of Quan Zhilong's cheeks away, "Leave my room and go find your sister Yien."
"Yes. I'll be gone for a while. But my dearest Noona," Quan Zhilong's cheeks were pulled, and he clenched his clothes in his hands and spoke vaguely, "Can you give me some more unwanted small accessories, clips, etc."
"Get out!" Kwon Da-mi threw all kinds of small crystal ornaments into his arms, touched her neck and rolled her eyes. When buying clothes, she was afraid that the two children could not bear the heavy things, so she hung most of the money on her chest. At that time, the two children praised her so much.
After spending manpower, you still have to use your own material resources in return. "No good will come of you two acting like spoiled brats."
Yien was pulling Han Lanji and acting coquettishly, "Aunt, my most beloved aunt, Zhilong said you are super powerful, can you help Yien?"
She took the skirt out of the bag and pointed at the three burns that made the skirt flawless. "Can this help Ye-eun fix it?"
Han Lanji's pupils dilated slightly, and she realized that the three children had gone out for the entire afternoon to buy skirts. She raised her hand and unfolded the skirt. It was obviously not the size for the child to wear. She felt sad, "Did Yeen buy this for your mom?"
Ye-eun nodded, her eyes curved into a bridge, "Ouni and Zhilong accompanied me to choose for a long time, but we don't have much money, so we can only buy this. Can aunt help me?"
"Mom!" Quan Zhilong also rushed over with his sister's things, "Look, this is funded by Nuna! This skirt can be turned into a veil, right? Then I can cut it open and use these small accessories to do something with it."
The child has everything ready, who can refuse?
Han Lanji's eyes were moist as she took Yien and her son to her room where she kept her sewing tools. "Well, since this is Yien's gift, you can decide how to modify it."
The two children discussed it with their heads facing each other for a while, and finally decided to follow Quan Zhilong's idea and cut off the side of the skirt with the hole, and then sew it with inconspicuous white gauze and small beads. In order to make it less abrupt, they sewed a few small beads along the direction of the skirt.
When Han Lanji actually implemented the ideas in their minds, Yien exaggeratedly exclaimed "Wow", "Aunt is so amazing! So beautiful!"
A pleated dress was transformed into a more special slit dress by Han Lanji. She compared the sizes and said, "Ye-en, go and ask your mother to try it on to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, your aunt will modify it."
When Yi-eun excitedly left with her skirt, Quan Zhilong diligently served tea and water to his mother, "Thank you for your hard work, Mom, please drink some water."
Because of their daughter's previous dysmenorrhea, influenced by Yi-eun and her daughter, their family has gradually started to drink warm water. Even Kwon Ji-yong, who loves ice water by nature, is forced by her to drink some warm water from time to time.
She took a sip, raised her eyes, and pretended to be disappointed, "Oh my god, Yien is so young and she's already given me a dress, but my two children are so old now, and I haven't received any gifts."
Quan Zhilong's eyes widened, his face full of slander, "We gave you gifts every Mother's Day and my mom's birthday! And, when I make a lot of money in the future, I will buy you and dad a huge house, really!"
Han Lanji laughed out loud at his confident look. She patted her son's head and said, "Alaso, but mommy doesn't need you to make a lot of money to buy us a big house. It would be great if Zhilong and Duomei can grow up healthy and happy and do the careers they like in the future."
Similar words were spoken next door. Li Zhen's eyes were moist as she carefully touched the skirt on her body. "It fits very well and is very beautiful. Your uncle and I were wondering today why the little golden pig didn't fall off. Didn't Yien spend all her money on the skirt for her mother? Aren't you going to dance with Zhilong every month?"
"It's okay, Zhilong said we can save more." Yien didn't feel bad at all for the money she had saved for so long. She opened her eyes wide and circled around her mother, looking at her again and again, until she almost made Li Zhen dizzy, she stopped, "Wow, my mother is so beautiful, my mother is the most beautiful girl."
She held Li Zhen's hand and kissed the back of her mother's hand in a funny way, imitating what she saw on TV. "Mom looks like a princess."
Li Zhen's tears instantly fell. She squatted down and hugged Yien, crying, "Thank you Yien, Yien is my mother's little princess."
She hugged Yien, tears slid from her raised eyelashes to her face, and then fell into her neck, "Yeen, mommy loves you."
Ye-eun nodded, opened her arms and hugged Li Zhen, her short arms trying to wrap around her mother, as if she was hugging her own world, "Ye-eun loves my mom the most, too."
She stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Li Zhen's ear, whispering, "Mom, you can't tell Zhilong that I love you the most."
If he knew that he can only have one beloved mother, but can have many favorite friends, he would definitely be angry.
Ye-en turned her head and kissed her mom on the face, "Mom, Ye-en has a gift for you on the wedding day!"
"Eh? What gift?" Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, but Yien kept it a secret and refused to say anything.
Li Zhen, who was familiar with the wedding process, was still busy on the wedding day. She did not have this ceremony in her last marriage and she felt very regretful at the time. However, when she was really at the wedding, she just felt so tired that she could lie down at any time. There were too many processes. She just changed her clothes and makeup like a puppet under the command of the makeup artist, and then faced the guests with a smile.
When she was dragged by her new husband to the hotel's dressing room, she was already exhausted and took off her main veil and put on the skirt given by Ye-eun. When she put on the veil, she remembered, "Isn't this the right time to wear it?"
According to the previous process, this skirt should be worn before the main veil. "It's okay, it's also good to use this for a toast." Li Zhen smiled, her eyes full of warmth, "I must wear it today anyway."
Jin Hejun nodded with the corner of his mouth pulled, but he couldn't say a word. He couldn't hide his nervousness at all when he was cooperating with his daughter to lie for the first time. Fortunately, Li Zhen was also very tired and didn't notice that something was wrong with him. "Let's go. I don't know if Ye Eun has eaten enough today."
She had no choice but to entrust Yi-eun to Han Lan-ji because she was busy with the wedding. However, she seemed to see her daughter joining in the fun at every stage of the wedding. "This child is more enthusiastic than anyone else in watching the fun."
She held Jin Hejun's hand, lowered her head, and carefully pulled up the hem of her skirt as she walked towards the wedding banquet. She was still a little shy about the slit skirt, she thought with a blushing face, but since it was a gift from her daughter, she had to show it off in front of everyone.
"Mom!" Just as she was lowering her head and thinking about her daughter, Yien's voice came out, and she suddenly looked in the direction of the voice.
Ye-eun also wore a white princess dress today, and her hairstylist had her hair braided into an exquisite hairstyle. She stood on the stage like an elf that had fallen into the mortal world.
Hey, on stage! ?
Li Zhen's eyes flickered slightly. Is there such a link? However, she thought of the word "surprise" that Ye Eun said a few days ago. She laughed and nodded gently, "Hey, mom is here."
"Ahem, hello everyone, my name is Lee Ye-eun." Ye-eun laughed after hearing her mother's response, and stood on the stage holding the microphone. "My mother's Lee Jin's Lee, Ye-eun means I am a gift like a work of art."
The venue was not big and not many people came, only relatives and friends of both sides.
When they saw the girl's children coming on stage, they all looked at her with kind smiles.
Ye-eun smiled brightly, "I am eight years old now. Yeah, now I am going to dance my first choreography in my life for my mother who is like a treasure to me."
She tiptoed to place the microphone on the host's podium and turned to look at Quan Zhilong who was wearing a small suit.
Kwon Ji-yong trotted onto the stage and held Ye-eun's hand.
As Ye-eun stood on her tiptoes, the music started.
The dance performed by the children on the stage is not difficult, and the combination of ballet and pop styles does not look strange. However, due to nervousness, the two would occasionally get stuck, but no one on or off the stage cared about these small mistakes.
The final action is frozen in the moment when the little girl holds the little boy's hand and bows slightly to say goodbye. The adults looked at the two children with warm smiles, and the cameraman who was invited to record the scene also looked at the scene in the camera with a smile on his face.
A boy who was originally bored propped up his chin and smiled. Originally everyone knew why Uncle Jin, who came from a scholarly family and vowed not to marry, wanted to get married, but when he saw the bride today, he understood. Alas, even a hero can be tempted by a beautiful woman.
However, the wedding was still boring. He turned around and looked at the scene. There were not many children of his age. It was not until these two children came on stage that he felt it was a little interesting. Uncle Jin’s daughter seems to be quite cute.
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