Any violence is bound to incur a corresponding cost. Honeybee, who struck a blow at Dad, almost wore out her finger to the point of disappearing.
After fondly admiring the honeybee, Jung-hyuk went to the kitchen. Placing the honeybee on the baby chair next to the island table, he turned away.
As if exploring, he quickly scanned the kitchen, then paused for a moment with a vacant expression before opening the refrigerator. After another brief exploration, Jung-hyuk took out a few side dishes and milk.
Wing— the microwave started, emitting a yellow light.
After a while, thumping footsteps reached his ears. Si-woo, descending the stairs with a thud, rushed into the kitchen. Then, standing at attention like during a homework check, he waited for Dad to meet his eyes.
After operating the induction plate and turning around, Jung-hyuk placed one hand on his waist and carefully inspected his son.
The short-sleeved shirt was neatly chosen, with the embroidered ‘Si-woo’ name standing out above the kindergarten logo on the chest pocket. The tie, fastened with snap buttons, was tidy, and the pants zipper was securely closed.
Although the sock’s toe part dangled like a finger joint, it was still excellent.
Beep beep— the microwave signaled the end of its operation. When Jung-hyuk took out the lukewarm milk, the honeybee suddenly started banging the plate.
“Booyu! Booyuuu!”
The honeybee seemed extremely excited at the sight of the milk.
“Wait.”
He ordered sternly, as if dealing with a puppy, but the honeybee was not a puppy.
“Wubaa! Bbaa, bbabba!”
Thump, thump! The soft pummeling with a foam rubber fist became rougher. Nevertheless, the nature… Jung-hyuk shook his head nervously. Quickly taking charge of the situation before his daughter became more violent, he commanded and patted the straw cup on the chair.
“Si-woo, come here.”
Following the instruction, Si-woo came through between his legs. Jung-hyuk picked up his son, sitting him on his lap.
Lifting up the toe-dangling socks, Jung-hyuk made Si-woo laugh awkwardly. Despite trying to do well on his own, there were still details that couldn’t be resolved without Mom and Dad’s hands. Jung-hyuk liked that. There was still a lot he could do for Si-woo in the future.
After fixing his socks, Si-woo went straight to the chair on the opposite side. While Si-woo played with the honeybee, eagerly awaiting breakfast, Jung-hyuk, holding a rice scoop, was in a dilemma between the rice cooker and the electric pot.
A sense of defeat filled Jung-hyuk’s face as he looked at the empty rice cooker. After contemplating for a while, he reluctantly took out cereal from the cabinet and poured it into a glass bowl.
When he added milk, Si-woo, who had been watching attentively, lifted his head and blinked cautiously.
“Uh… rice.”
He tried to act grown-up just because he had grown a bit.
“Yesterday, Grandma from the Yeju’s house wasn’t here. Let’s go with this for today.”
Nonchalantly coaxing, Jung-hyuk lightly tapped Si-woo on the back. When he had decided to feed him cereal, he hadn’t expected such a reaction, but seeing his son searching for rice made him feel awkward.
The only person staying at home was Grandma from Yeju’s family. However, due to the strict five-day workweek both at home and the company, there was no one to take care of household chores on the weekends.
Yeju’s family had suggested introducing someone to take turns looking after the house on weekends, but the couple declined. Both Da-jeong and Jung-hyuk felt uncomfortable with the idea of someone managing things at home. Jung-hyuk also found it awkward to bring a stranger into his space where he had two children.
Household chores like cleaning and garden maintenance were handled by a few people under Yeju’s supervision when the family was out. However, the homeowners didn’t pay special attention to what they hadn’t seen with their own eyes.
Nothing unusual would happen. As the whole family was together on weekends, taking care of the child for eating and sleeping for a couple of days seemed manageable to the couple.
However, Yeju’s absence was never insignificant. After the weekend, there were times when they found themselves bewildered by unexpected situations.
Like now.
Si-woo stared blankly at the cereal bowl. His small shoulders rose and fell.
“Um… physical strength is national power. Korean people value rice…”
“That rice doesn’t have to be the only rice. Bread can be rice, and meat can be rice. Since today can’t be helped, eat it.”
Si-woo briefly looked up with his big eyes, then lowered them again. Nevertheless, he picked up the spoon without much enthusiasm.
“Please.”
“Dee-ya!”
Si-woo politely extended his hand, but the honeybee turned its back silently.
Then, as if preparing to eat quickly before being taken away, it put a dinosaur model in its mouth and began sucking vigorously. Tyrannosaurus rex was Si-woo’s most cherished toy.
“Chasha, jiji! Oppa, please.”
“Ubba!”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
