102. Without you, I
Seunggyu, who was sitting across from Dobin at a small table, sang a short sentence.
'I like it little brother, try it.'
'dong! raw... ... ! this... ... .'
Dobin wrote down his father's words in a notebook with a loud voice.
However, Dobin's voice, which was loud at the first syllable, gradually became quieter. After waiting for a few minutes, the text that Seunggyu confirmed was Yongdusami, just like Dobin's voice. Seunggyu sighed quietly as he read the words, 'My little brother is welcome.'
'You should write like, not jowayo.'
In response to Seung-gyu's feedback, Do-bin took one vowel and completed the letter 'My younger brother is nice.' Seunggyu's voice got louder.
'Good' and 'good'! Joeda, hehe!
Yena is so good at writing 'good', but she writes 16-letter sentences on her own, so why can't my son write even 6 letters properly?
Dobin, who could not read his father's desires, was frustrated with the random dictation instructions.
'Dad. 'I don't want to do this.'
'Let's try a little more. 'It all becomes blood and flesh for you.'
Dobin looked at Seunggyu's persuasion in astonishment.
'How does writing turn into blood?'
'No, I'm saying it's helpful to you. Just do one more thing. 'I wish the sea were land, try it.'
'What is land?'
'Earth. 'The land is called land.'
'Then you wish the sea were land?'
'Okay. Try it quickly. 'If the sea were land.'
'I think it would be bad if the sea were land, so why use it?'
'Now is dictation time!' Direct Response: I'll dictate a sentence for you to write.
'Aha, you're using the ocean during ocean writing time!' Direct Response: That's not what I meant.
'Uh, okay. Write it quickly.'
Dobbin nodded at the strange logic and picked up his pencil again. She wrote the ten-letter sentence, stitch by stitch, in 10 minutes with a more serious expression than a famous calligrapher. However, the result was, 'If the sea were land, it would be Jockat.'
'You taught me right away! Good! Joeda, hehe!'
Dobin corrected his handwriting following Seunggyu's nagging. However, it was not fixed all at once. Direct Response: Keep trying, and you'll get better.
'This needs to be fixed too. It's not Kat. Plus, a double coat base. 'Do you know what a double coat is?'
'Dad, I have a pair of clothes, but why don't I have a pair of clothes?'
'Why isn't there one? 'It doesn't exist because King Sejong the Great didn't make it.'
'Then dad makes it. 'I will call you King.'
'Stop playing with words and just start writing.'
'Dad, I really don't want to do this.'
Just before the last sentence of dictation, my son suddenly lost his mind. He sighed and turned his head to see the second child, Doyun, rubbing his hand on the blanket after eating his cherry and spitting out his seed.
'Park Do-yoon!'
Seung-gyu quickly hugged Do-yoon. Autumn leaves were already spreading red on the white blanket. Direct Response: I think it's time for a snack break.
