Chapter 48: Mother and Son
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Park Ji-hoon came home very late again. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)
What was different this time, though, was that he came back drunk and drunk.
Park Min-ah was reading a book in the living room, and when she saw him like this, she was startled, and hurriedly got up to support him, and asked, "Brother, why do you drink like this?"
"With the director, drink with people. Park Ji-hoon reluctantly explained. I held on and came home.
"Brother, lie down on the sand for a while, and I'll go get the decanter soup. Park Min-ah helped him to lie on the sand and advised, "Don't fall asleep!" In order to prevent accidents, she also took a basin of water and put it next to the sand. Then, help him take off his coat and wipe his face with warm water...... Methodical.
When Park Ji-hoon returned home, his mind relaxed, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body.
However, after feeling the breath on Park Min-ah's body and being gently massaged on the scalp by a pair of gentle little hands, his mind gradually calmed down again.
"Come!" I don't know how long later, Park Minya's voice sounded in his ears again, he felt his head being propped up, slowly opened his eyes, and sat up.
A bowl is brought to the mouth, I don't know what to cook, sweet and sour, it's delicious.
The hand is very steady, not slow, neither let him drink in a hurry, nor let him take the initiative to ask for it. has been helping at home since she was a child, and Park Min-ah is not a delicate girl.
"Alright. After Park Ji-hoon finished drinking, he said softly.
"Hmm. Park Minya casually put the bowl on the coffee table, wiped his mouth for him, and said softly: "Brother, don't move, rest for a while." โ
"It's okay, it's much better now. Park Ji-hoon smiled and said, "It's just that I drank too much, and I'm not sick." "The complexion is indeed much better.
Park Min-ah puffed out her mouth and didn't say anything. also knows that with such a job, there will inevitably be some entertainment.
"Ho-" Park Ji-hoon stretched his waist, leaned over, fell on the sand, and asked, "Have you seen it?"
"The audience's response is also good, a lot of positives!" Park Minya knew that he was asking about the news of "My Knot", "However, my brother is too cautious, and it feels like a brother and sister, not a couple!"
"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon replied softly, without explaining anything. He hasn't let go of Taeyeon's knot yet, even if he acts in the show, it is impossible for him to be like a couple with Seo Hyun for a while.
"Sister Xu Xian is very good. Park Min-ah sat down sideways beside him and said.
Park Ji-hoon shrank inward and smiled helplessly.
Park Min-ah's eyes rolled, and she suddenly reached out and pinched his nose. Like the most agile kingfisher, it pecked lightly and quickly retracted.
"Ahh
Park Min-ah made a little grimace. I have been pinched by him since I was a child, and I have long wanted to pinch his nose!
Park Ji-hoon was about to say something when his mobile phone suddenly rang.
Park Minya reached out for the first time, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and after glancing at the caller ID, she was stunned, her face instantly became heavy, and she glanced at him before handing over the phone.
Park Ji-hoon seemed to have guessed something, and after glancing at the caller ID, his face instantly became calm, and he couldn't see joy or anger, so he pressed the answer button and didn't speak.
The person on the other side also paused for a moment, as if he was waiting for him to speak, but he didn't hear any movement, so he spoke first: "I watched tonight's "My Knot". A middle-aged woman's voice was gentle with a touch of guilt and longing.
"Oh. Park Ji-hoon paused for a moment before slowly responding. Immediately, he pursed his lips tightly, as if he didn't want to say a word.
"In the blink of an eye, you're so old. The middle-aged woman continued, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Nope. Park Ji-hoon spat out only one word again.
"Heyโ" The middle-aged woman sighed softly, a sense of depression arose, and after a pause, she continued: "Have you found a new company?"
"Nope. Park Ji-hoon still replied lightly. didn't explain her thoughts, and "she" is not a person in the entertainment industry.
"If there is no company in the entertainment industry to support it, it will be a loss. The middle-aged woman continued, "If someone bullies you, sue your mother." โ
Park Ji-hoon's biological mother!
However, the relationship between the mother and son is not very harmonious. As he grew older, although he gradually understood his mother's original choice, he was always emotionally difficult to accept.
"Oh. Park Ji-hoon replied lightly.
"Heyโ" Mother Park sighed again. This kid answers like this every time, but for so many years, he has not spoken to himself once.
"I'll call when I need to. The tired, sluggish, and weak sigh made the coldness on Park Zhixun's face loosen slightly, and his heart softened, and he spoke.
"Ahh
Park Ji-hoon didn't want to repeat it, but when he heard the "trill" full of surprise, his heart couldn't help but shrink slightly, and after pursing his lips, he repeated it.
"Good, good!" Park's mother's voice trembled more and more, and she couldn't say a complete sentence. Her apology to Park Ji-hoon is not inferior to Park's father, after waiting for more than ten years, how can she not be excited when her son finally shows signs of re-accepting herself?
"You rest early!" Park Ji-hoon said suddenly, "I'm going to rest too." โ
"Uh-huh, Mom, let's go rest, and you have to pay attention to your body management. Although she was very reluctant, Mother Park still kept answering, and her eyes were already slightly moist because of the huge surprise.
"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon hung up the phone first.
The expression on his face did not recover immediately, and he squinted slightly, unable to see joy or anger.
"Brother, why don't you tell Aunt Sรน about you?" said Park Min-ah softly after a moment. She and Park Ji-hoon have agreed since they were children that they will not hide anything from each other, and all secrets will be shared together - many things, and it will be easier for two people to resist - so she also knows about Park's mother.
"It's not necessary! Park Ji-hoon shook his head slowly and said. Although his attitude has eased up just now, it is because of a momentary emotional impulse, and in his heart, he has not yet re-accepted his mother. There was a stalk in my heart that my mother had recontacted him after he was in high school.
"Oh. Park Min-ah pursed her lips and answered softly.
If Park Ji-hyun and Kim so-ah saw her like this, they would definitely be surprised! That Park Min-ah, who is strong and has never had an expression of humility or arrogance, still has such a "receptive" side?
"Whew-" After Park Jixun exhaled a long breath gently, he suddenly put his hands on Park Min-ah's waist and said, "How dare you pinch my nose?"
"Ahh She's very afraid of itching!
Park Ji-hoon looked at her with a smile.
"If it weren't for my brother getting drunk......" Park Min-ah shook her small fist at him and said angrily.
"It's just that I'm not feeling well, so I dare to bully you!" Park Ji-hoon said slightly. If you are in normal health, you are not bullying her yourself, but being bullied by her!
Park Min-ah blinked speechlessly, when, did you learn to play tricks?
"What?" Park Ji-hoon teased her.
"Humph!" Park Min-ah snorted and returned to the sand.
Park Ji-hoon was startled, hurriedly sat up, and put on a defensive posture.
"Flutter!" Park Min-ah chuckled, sat down at the end of the sand, patted her legs, and said, "Look at my brother's scare! Lie down, I'll help my brother massage." โ
"Whew-" Park Ji-hoon breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest before lying down.
"Am I that scary?" said Park Min-ah, squeezing his nose with a smile.
"You're the only one I'm afraid of. Park Ji-hoon said casually.
Park Minya was stunned, and then the corners of her eyes, brows, and even the lines of her lips softened, and the movements of helping him massage became gentler.
"Itchy!" At this time, Park Ji-hoon suddenly snorted softly. It turned out that when Park Min-ah lowered her head, the silk of her sideburns hung down, and she happened to touch his ears as if she were casually, as if a small ant was crawling around.
"Flutter!" Park Min-ah chuckled and raised her hand to brush the silk behind her ear.
Only then did Park Ji-hoon quiet down.
After a while, my eyelids gradually drooped and I fell asleep. However, he was woken up by Park Min-ah again.
Take a bath and sleep.
......
Before Park Ji-hoon had time to watch "My Knot", which was broadcast after the editing, he and Seo Hyun started their third "date".
Sure enough, the audience is the most important factor influencing the direction of the show!
This time, it is still Xu Xian who is in charge.
Now, she is really like what Yuna's sister said, Park Ji-hoon is a good man who can be treated at will! The first time they met, she was too nervous and scared, and Park Ji-hoon took the initiative to stand up and guide herself. The second time they met, they obediently obeyed their own arrangements. The third time we met, it was still the same.
Sister Yuna knows Park Ji-hoon very well! A flash of curiosity flashed in the little guy's mind. Of course, it's just curiosity, and the little guy's mind doesn't think of anything else.
After Yun'er's reminder, she couldn't notice anything more, as simple as a blank piece of paper.
The staff of "My Knot" are all "crying out" for Park Ji-hoon - when chatting, Park Ji-hoon is like an experienced senior as an auxiliary MC, escorting Seo Hyun, an inexperienced novice master MC, always following her topic, creating the most comfortable and relaxed environment for her.
Proposition essays have always been more difficult, but when the on-site wave is required, the theme is constantly changing, and the questioner is a girl with a "magical" personality like Xu Xian, the difficulty is simply increased exponentially!
It's really hard for Park Ji-hoon.