"This is my mother."
"Hello. It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am."
Gun-Ho's mother stared at Young-Eun while standing at the entrance hall without moving. She was supposed to say hello and ask Young-Eun to come in and have a sit on the sofa, but she was just staring at Young-Eun without a word.
Gun-Ho finally broke the silence.
"Mom. You probably remember her from Seoul National University Hospital. She is the doctor who helped relieve your constipation."
"That's right! I was trying to figure out where I saw this lady. Oh, my gosh. I'm so glad to see you again."
Gun-Ho's mother grabbed Young-Eun's hand in delight.
"Please come on in. Have a seat."
Gun-Ho's mother dragged Young-Eun while holding her hand and led her to the sofa.
Young-Eun said while sitting on the sofa, "How are you feeling these days? How's your spine?"
"I'm doing great. I can't believe you will be my daughter-in-law. I'm so excited."
Gun-Ho's mother's voice was shaking in excitement. She quickly went to the master bedroom to ask Gun-Ho's father to come out. He was wearing a traditional Korean dress as well.
'Oh, my gosh. Why are they wearing traditional Korean dresses? They look so unnatural,' Gun-Ho thought.
"This is my father."
Gun-Ho introduced him to Young-Eun.
"Hello, sir. Very nice meeting you."
As Gun-Ho's father sat on the floor, Young-Eun came down from the sofa and sat on the floor to greet him.
"Please sit comfortably."
"Yes, sir."
"So, you are a medical doctor, huh?"
"Yes, I am."
Gun-Ho's father smiled, and he looked definitely satisfied by the fact that Young-Eun was a medical doctor. Gun-Ho's sister came out from the kitchen and introduced herself to Young-Eun.
"Hi, I'm Gun-Ho's older sister."
Young-Eun quickly stood up from the floor.
"Hi."
Gun-Ho's sister smiled and said, "I've introduced several girls to Gun-Ho, and he rejected every single one of them. Now I understand why he did that. Haha."
Gun-Ho's sister brought a floor table in the living room. They usually used that table on a special occasion like Thanksgiving Day. She then placed some fruits and tea.
Jeong-Ah came back from school. Gun-Ho's mother hugged Jeong-Ah and told her, "Jeong-Ah, meet your future aunt."
"My aunt? Hello, I'm Jeong-Ah."
Young-Eun smiled and said, "Hi, Jeong-Ah. You are so cute."
Gun-Ho's father asked Young-Eun, "Are both of your parents still alive?"
"My father is. My mother passed away."
"Is your father living in Seoul?"
"Yes, he is in Sillim Town."
"He must be retired, isn't he?"
"Yes. He used to teach in an elementary school. Now, he stays home after his retirement."
Gun-Ho's mother said, "Don't ask her too many questions. That's rude."
And then she went to the kitchen. After a moment, Gun-Ho's mother and sister started bringing food to the table.
"You must be hungry. It's after lunchtime already."
When Young-Eun stood up and tried to help them to set the table, Gun-Ho's mother stopped her.
"Please don't. You are our guest today. Please have a seat and stay put."
Gun-Ho set the table with food. Gun-Ho's sister brought a spicy fish stew which was the main menu for today's late lunch.
"Haha. Please try the fish stew. It's a special dish you can have in Incheon City."
Gun-Ho helped his sister place the fish stew on the table, and then he said, "I will ask my chauffeur to join us."
His mother asked him, "Your chauffeur came with you? From the company? Ask him to come up. I've prepared tons of food today."
Gun-Ho made a call to Chan-Ho Eom.
"Chan-Ho? Come to unit no. xxx. Let's have lunch together."
When Chan-Ho came, Gun-Ho introduced him to his parents.
"These are my father and mother."
"Hello. It's nice to finally meet you."
Gun-Ho's mother grabbed Chan-Ho's hand and said, "You are my little son now. Please come in and have a seat."
Gun-Ho's family, Young-Eun, and Chan-Ho sat at the table on the floor.
"I'm so happy that we're all eating together today. We are now a big family."
Young-Eun responded to Gun-Ho's father with a smile and said, "That's right. It's going to be one of the best meals."
Chan-Ho seemed to like Gun-Ho's mother's food. He finished two bowls of rice in no time.
Chapter end
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