Returner’s Magic Laundry

A few days later, I made my way up the neighborhood to deliver the laundry.

Then, I stopped walking at the sound of a loud noise.

‘Why is it so noisy?’

It was the sound from inside Yongcheon's house.

-Dad, what if we do that for a little while and rest? The day is already over.

- Oh, I don't know. I need to take a break. Do you know how hard this is?

-Ugh, my dad is really weak.

- There's nothing this bastard can't say. Dad said he's taking a break, but can't you see that?

I peered through the open gate and was startled by the sight inside the house.

It was because the yard was all broken and torn apart as if it had been hit by a bomb.

“No, why is the yard like this?”

As I entered and spoke, Yongcheon turned around and ran to hug me warmly.

"brother! When did you come? He said he took a few days off because he made a lot of money this time. At that time, you said you were going to spread the lawn in the yard, but you didn't do it for an hour and you were exhausted, didn't you? Just punching holes here and there.”

A heavy heavy hammer is thrown on the floor, and Yongcheon's father is sitting, drenched in sweat.

“Father Yongcheon, hello.”

“Uh, Annam, are you here? It's not easy. I guess I just started I started listening to Annam’s words.”

“It would be really difficult to break all the cement. I must have said something.”

"Oh. What’s so hard about this?”

At my words, Yongcheon slapped his chest as if frustrated, then ran and grabbed the heavy horse's handle.

It was not the weight Yongcheon could pick up.

As he whimpered, his hand slipped and Yongcheon fell backwards.

Yongcheon's father and I had to hold back the burst of laughter at that sight.

“Kukk. Man, you bastard, you can't even lift that. stop because it hurts You go and buy some drinks. This father is thirsty.”

When the uncle takes out a bill from his pocket, Yongcheon takes it and runs away.

“Can I buy ice cream too?”

"okay."

“What kind of ice cream is hyung?”

“I am a jeweler.”

Yongcheon ran out, and I went to the middle of the yard and looked around.

If this is enough, one shot of 'The Hoe of Thunder' will solve the problem.

“Uncle, can I help you?”

Yongcheon's father is waving his hand.

"No. Do not do that. tiring. 'Cause I'm hurting I'm going to wash off some sweat. Leave it alone.”

Yongcheon's father, who turns the water into the bathroom.

In the meantime, he stretched out his hand into the air.

A light the size of a bead appeared on the palm of his hand, and it grew bigger and bigger and turned into a ‘hoe of thunder’.

When you hold the handle in your hand, an intense light appears and disappears.

‘You will probably be surprised.’

Let's lightly smash the hard floor with the hoe of thunder, puff puff! Cement that begins to crumble with a sound.

This continued all the way to the end of the yard, and it was as if the waves were being pushed away as the broken cement bounced up one after the other and then fell to the floor.

The job was over in an instant.

When the sound of the water in the bathroom stopped, I quickly picked up the heavy hammer and posed as if I had done everything.

Yongcheon's father came out of the bathroom wiping his face.

Yongcheon came in with an ice cream in his mouth.

Both of them stopped in astonishment at this sight.

A towel falling from Yongcheon's father's hand.

Tuk!

Ice cream falling from Yongcheon's hand and thrown to the floor.

iron puck!

I pretend nothing is wrong, I hold the heavy hammer in my hand and pretend to wipe the sweat.

“Oh, no. How did this happen? When are you going to do this?”

The uncle approached me and looked around me with round eyes, then looked at my face with the heavy hammer in my hand.

“Wow, did you do all this?”

Yongcheon also approached and made an expression of admiration.

“Ah, I used to be called the cement shattering ghost at the construction site. All of this has a command.”

Of course it's fake.

“Oh, no. What am I going to be if I make it this easy?”

I was taken aback by my uncle's words.

‘Ah, did you just go out? I'll just let Yongcheon's father do it.'

I am not so ignorant

Perhaps reading my expression, the uncle suddenly smiled broadly.

“It’s a joke. Thanks to you, I have less work. Even if you break the cement, you've done everything. If it wasn't for Annam, it would have taken two or three months. I might have given up halfway through.”

“Anyway, bro. Great. I saw it again. He doesn't seem to have much muscle."

Yongcheon came and touched my forearm.

Thanks to the hard work I've been doing, I'm confident in my muscles, so I gave my arms strength and made them swell.

“Wow, look at those muscles. I’m so proud of it.”

“Hey, you’re going to have muscle now too.”

Considering Yongcheon's body he had seen in his previous life, he knew how much he loved sports.

“I’ll help you, so it’s over quickly.”

“Can I not go to the laundromat?”

“You found that part-time job. My name is Gangnam Young... … .”

“Oh, yes. Thanks. Then, if you help me today, I will take full responsibility for your house and the knife and sharpen it for the rest of my life.”

“Huhu, thank you.”

I removed all the cement, put new soil, and laid the grass that my uncle had bought in advance.

Seedlings bought from a flower shop were planted around the yard, and various flowers were also planted.

In a time when the two of them were not looking at each other, he summoned sun gloves and basked in the sun.

Then the grass quickly took root in the ground, and fresh green leaves bloomed, creating a plausible garden in no time.

It looked like a single-story house with a beautiful yard now compared to before, which was plastered with cement.

“Wow, it doesn’t look like a home without a garden. I will do this in the future.”

“Dad, you should do that too.”

"Oh right."

As if thinking of my uncle, I went to the small warehouse next to the house, and came out with a blue plastic chair and table that you can often see in convenience stores.

I also brought a parasol that came with the street and spread it out.

“The wooden table was too expensive, so I bought this instead.”

“This is it. This is good too.”

The three of us sat under the parasol and looked out at the yard.

“Wow, it doesn’t look like the yard of a wealthy family. I'm going to have to do some home repairs now. When it rains, rainwater leaks. I haven't been paying too much attention to the house."

“Take it slow. Don't push yourself too hard."

Yongcheon's father had just escaped the fate of death.

There was nothing wrong with being careful.

“But why all of a sudden… … You hated it because it was difficult to manage if you lay the lawn.

“I came home from work yesterday, and I felt strange. It's hard to explain in words... … I felt something reborn. I felt different, the world looked a little different, and my life that I thought was hard and painful started to look again.”

I was a little surprised.

Could it be that he had a vague sense that he had escaped the fate of death?

“I’ve been complaining too much. It made me feel like I didn’t do anything to put off everything because it was bothersome, and I only hoped that happiness would come on its own.”

“… … .”

“It feels like you are dead and come back to life. I felt that way.”

“Why?”

"I do not know. I had a dream a few days ago and it must be because the dream was a bit strange. Oh my, I've been speechless for a while."

"Fine. put your words down You're too young, huh?"

“Is that okay? Whoops.”

At that moment, a loud noise was heard outside the gate, and Kim Jin-ah and Kim Jin-ah's mother appeared with a beautiful basket.

“Hey, the house looks so different. A house that used to be a hut has been reborn with a single garden.”

The two entered with admiration.

“Oh, you are here too. Today, I've been having lunch since I'm making a garden in Yongcheon's yard. Of course, my mother did it all.”

Two people taking food out of the basket.

There was no Jin-Sung-Chan.

With wide-eyed eyes, we watched the table turn into a banquet table.

“Wow, what is all this? What so much?”

“Wow, that would be delicious.”

After a moment of admiration, Yongcheon begins to eat it.

“Hey, eat slowly, pretend.”

"I will enjoy this food."

“Hey, what is this? don't do it."

We were hungry and we ate like crazy.

Looking at it this way, it seemed that the two families would not be far off now.

“When are you two getting married? I wish I could do it sooner.”

Yongcheon's father and Kim Jin-ah's mother suddenly clacked as if they had a saree at Kim Jin-ah's sudden words.

“Oh, why are you surprised? I know everything. If Yong Chun really becomes my younger brother, there will be a jolbyeong. Whoops.”

“Why am I such a jerk?”

“Hey, if you become my sister, her girlfriend should get my permission too.”

Then Yongcheon writes an impression.

“I hadn’t thought of that. Jin-ah noona would interfere in my life in every way.”

“Hey, do you know that now? Because this is a blessing.”

“Now I realize that it could be hell, not luck.”

"what?"

Jina Kim flew honey chestnuts on Yongcheon's head.

Yongcheon's father blushed and coughed in vain.

“I was wondering when I was going to tell you… … I'm a little shy at this age."

As if Yongcheon's father was trying to figure out what to say, and as if he had made up his mind, Kim Jin-ah's mother stood next to her and grabbed her hand.

Kim Jin-ah's mother, whose face is scarred.

“What if we get married? So your permission... … .”

“I agree!!”

Yongcheon and Kim Jin-a suddenly shouted and everyone was startled.

“We’ve been in favor of it for a long time! When was it announced?”

At those words, Yongcheon's father became dumb with honey, and he could not continue the next word.

“I agree… … .”

As I belatedly raised my hand, Jinah Kim smashed her table three times.

“They are sentenced to marriage with the consent of 3 out of 3 jurors. land. land. land!"

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Another happy ending.

* * *

On my way back to the laundromat, I bought a newspaper and came in.

“What do you do with the newspaper?”

Gangnam-young asked while ironing hard.

In his hand, the line of his trousers was clearly drawn.

“No, what. To see how the world works.”

Actually, I wanted to check if there was any news about Tae and Kang Han-seok, son of the group's chairman.

But there was no news in the newspapers for several days.

If you had an accident while driving drunk, it might appear on the news... … .

Again, money seemed to have prevented all articles from going out.

“Didn’t there be any news on TV news today? A car accident or something like that... … ”

"I do not know. It didn't matter. Did you hear the news anyway? Another person was beaten yesterday. He's not dead, but he's seriously injured."

"what… … ?”

“There is that serial killer.”

oh, i forgot

Yongcheon was busy taking care of his father's work.

Looking at the article, it was an incident that killed passing women by hitting them in the head with hammers or large stones.

A murder case in Gyeonggi-do.

I know the culprit in this case.

After working at a textile factory in Mokpo, Jeollanam-do, he came up to Gyeonggi-do, and while working hard at the factory and pasting his mouth, he became dissatisfied and robbed.

As a result, 10 women and girls were seriously injured and five died.

The culprit's name is Choi Seok-gu.

Later, he is arrested for using extorted checks and sentenced to death.

Even if you don't know it, it's something you can't just ignore because it's clearly etched in your past life's memory.

As of now, five people have been seriously injured and two have been killed.

I couldn't let it cause any more damage.

According to my memory, the incidents occurred in succession within a short period of time, and the next crime was… … Three days later, at four in the morning.

This time, he knows exactly where the incident takes place.

All serial murders that occurred in Korea until 2020 were stored in my movie items, and I remember them in detail.

However, the problem was that Choi Seok-gu, his residence was not constant, so it was impossible to know where he was until the crime took place.

However, knowing the time and place of the crime, it was only a matter of time to catch it.

As I was thinking deeply about it, I felt Kangnam-young staring at me in the face.

"Why? What did you put on my face?”

“Oh, no. I just have a question.”

"what?"

“I haven’t seen a washing machine run since I came here. But when I arrive in the morning, I am a little surprised that the laundry is already done. You don't do laundry during the day. Are you doing all this all by yourself at night?”

I was thinking that one day, Mr. Gangnam-young would ask such a question.

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