Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 281

Hyung, am I cute? 281

Somehow, we ended up at the folk village together.

The kids are eagerly looking around.

Now that I’m here, I should enjoy it with an excited heart.

Snugly.

“Hyung!”

Siha is holding my hand tightly.

To be honest, I was a bit doubtful. I wondered if the kids would find this place fun.

“Long, long ago.”

“That’s right. The houses are different too, right?”

“Ah ah.”

I guess my worries were unfounded.

The kids are amazed and enjoying it.

So they like this kind of thing too.

Seung-jun stuck right next to Siha and said.

“Siha, let’s go quickly.”

“Ah ah!”

A thatched-roof house came into view, and we walked along a well-maintained dirt path.

It really feels like we’ve come to an old era. Of course, I don’t know if the roads were really this well-maintained back then.

Anyway, that’s how it felt.

“Siha, there are so many fans!”

“Fan?”

There are workshops that we pass by.

In a place making fans, an old man was diligently making something.

“Hehehe. Are you interested in fans? There are various patterns.”

“Wow. Do you have a soccer ball pattern?”

“Ah ah. Pepe is here?”

There’s no way they would have soccer ball and penguin patterns in the old days.

The old man couldn’t answer and just kept laughing, “Hehehe.”

He must have been very embarrassed, right? They’re usually like this.

“We only have old patterns here. Aren’t they very pretty?”

“No.”

“Pretty.”

Different answers came out.

Anyway, Seung-jun, you’re very honest. The old man is just laughing, hehehe.

“Would you like to buy one?”

I shook my head.

Actually, I would buy it for them if they said they wanted it, but the kids had already lost interest in the fans.

Siha waved his hand at the old man and said.

“Grandpa. Air conditioner is cool. Use air conditioner instead of fan.”

“Hehehe.”

“Bye-bye.”

Siha, you shouldn’t say that. You can just say you don’t want to buy it!

He immediately ran to the workshop next door.

It was a workshop that the other children were most interested in and stayed at for a long time.

Right, masks.

Gaksital, Hahoetal, Halmital, etc. There were various kinds.

Unlike fans, this was the first time they had seen it, so they seemed fascinated.

“Hyung. Many masks.”

“That’s called a ‘tal’ [Korean mask].”

“Tal?”

“Yeah. They wear that and perform plays.”

Seung-jun’s eyes sparkled and he said.

“I know this. It’s Gaksital! [A famous Korean masked hero]”

“Gaksital?”

“Uh? Wait a minute, Seung-jun.”

Seung-jun put on the Gaksital mask on his own and grabbed a danso [a small bamboo flute] nearby.

The old man smiled and gestured that it was okay.

“Here I go!”

He poked Jong-su, who was watching, with the danso.

“Ah! What is it?!”

“I am Gaksital. Yap yap!”

Seung-jun. What on earth did you see? The danso is not a weapon…

“Hyung. Wood weapon?”

“That’s called a danso, but it’s not a weapon…”

Jong-su got angry and picked up the danso himself.

“Hey! Oh Seung-jun!”

“Take this.”

A danso fight suddenly started. Bang, bang, they collided with each other.

The teacher was watching Hana and Yeon-ju and was embarrassed and stopped them.

“Everyone, that’s not how you use it.”

“Hyung! Siha too! Took weapon!”

Siha. When on earth did you grab the danso?

I thought this was also a kind of fun, so I paid the old man.

I wonder if it’s just my imagination that I think I was tricked by the sight of him smiling deeply?

He didn’t leave the kids alone because he liked their appearance, but he seemed to have done it on purpose to make them buy it?!

“Hyung. Siha mask too.”

“Huh? You want a mask too?”

The old man said.

“There are many kinds here. Pick one.”

“Grandpa. Pepe no here?”

“Huh?”

“Penguin here.”

“Ah…”

“Grandpa penguin mask no make?”

Siha. There’s no way there would be a penguin mask here.

“We have it.”

“You have it?!”

I was so surprised that the words popped out of my mouth.

Why on earth? Why on earth is it here?

“We used to play with penguin masks in the old days too.”

“Really?”

“Grandpa is very shameless.”

The old man put down the Yangban mask [a traditional nobleman mask] he was making for a moment and rummaged through the plastic box below.

“Actually, a lot of kids come here. So we were wondering if there was something that could sell well.”

“That’s a very commercial concern, isn’t it?”

“I thought it would be possible to modify a mask that only covers the upper half of the face, excluding the mouth.”

“Hmm.”

The old man took out one of the masks.

Half of a person’s face. It was a mask that could only cover up to the nose.

Attached to the nose was a protruding penguin’s beak.

The eyes were pierced in a circle, and round lines were carved to represent the penguin’s fur.

It was literally a simple penguin mask.

“Ah ah! Hyung! Pepe mask!”

“Hehehe. This is completely my handmade work.”

“Hmm. How much is this again?”

“It’s just about the same price as other masks.”

“I don’t have much cash…”

I didn’t have much cash in my wallet to buy for the other kids too.

“It’s okay. We take pay here.”

“Yes?”

The old man tapped the QR code attached to the wooden pillar with paper.

What is it? It’s a folk village, but why is the payment so high-tech?

I chuckled and finished the payment.

The kids each had something in their hands.

We’ve only just come inside, but we already have luggage.

The director came to my side.

“Si-hyuk, is it okay to spend this much money?”

“It’s okay. It’s because I wanted to buy it for them.”

I’ve made quite a bit of money recently, so I think this kind of gift is okay.

I also wanted to give the kids a gift once.

“Hyung! This!”

“Yeah. Shall we try wearing the masks?”

When I tried to put the penguin mask on Siha’s face, Siha held the danso to his face and blocked it with a thud.

“Why?”

“Pepe mask here! Here!”

Siha tapped the Pepe bag with the danso.

I let out a slight chuckle.

No, what’s with a penguin wearing a penguin mask?

Inevitably, it was put on the bag as Siha requested.

Siha shook the penguin bag back and forth as if he liked it.

“Shall we go inside now?”

“Ah ah!”

I moved my steps with Siha.

Jong-su and Seung-jun were still running around wielding their dansos.

It seems like they’re having fun with something really trivial.

***

“Corn!”

Corn was seen strung on a line.

The children reach out, standing on tiptoes. They gently touch it.

“Hyung. Corn black.”

“Yeah. It turned black?”

“Why?”

“I wonder why?”

As Siha was thinking, Seung-jun next to him said.

“Corn soccer like so black color here?”

“I wonder.”

“Soccer fan so black color became.”

Did it become like the black color of the soccer ball because it loved soccer so much?

That’s kind of scary.

“Hana different think!”

“What does Hana think?”

“Corn alone delicious eat so teeth rotten.”

Are the corn kernels teeth?

Well, they do look similar, but.

Yeon-ju, who was next to him, said.

“Isn’t it because the inside is burnt black?”

At this time, Jong-su stepped up.

“That’s because it was originally born as black corn.”

The way he confidently speaks makes me think he definitely thinks it’s right.

He was a smart Jong-su.

“Hyung. Siha know.”

“Oh? Really?”

I was curious about Siha’s answer.

“Cola flavor corn. Cola flavor.”

Excuse me? Just because the color is different doesn’t mean the taste is different?

The children’s thoughts are really diverse.

I really couldn’t have imagined it.

“Then shall we take a picture here and go somewhere else?”

I didn’t bother to tell them the answer.

I thought it would be good to use their imagination enough now.

We took a picture in front of the corn.

Next, we also took a picture of the mortar and trimmed the clothes.

As we walked down the street, colorful cloths were hanging on the line.

The children pulled it hard while looking at it.

“Hyung! Siha no here!”

“Siha. The cloth is thin so I can see everything?”

“Ah ko!”

Siha slapped his forehead with his hand.

It seemed like he realized he was visible.

Anyway, he was cute.

“Siha. If you go straight here, you’ll find a place called Gwana [Government Office in old Korea].”

“Gwana what?”

“Hmm. Like a police station in the old days?”

Siha opened his eyes wide in surprise.

“Police uncle here?”

“In the old days, it wasn’t the police, but hmm. The magistrate said, ‘You scoundrel’.”

“Magistrate uncle?”

“Yeah.”

If you dig deep, there will be government troops and ranks above them will all be determined.

The magistrate managed the village and also acted as a judge, so his role was diverse.

As we walked, we arrived at the government office.

The teacher smiled.

“Everyone! It wouldn’t be fun to just look around, would it? Shall we do a role play?”

No. It’s fun enough to just look around.

“Everyone becomes an old person. Hmm. Who wants to be the highest magistrate here?”

Jong-su raised his hand.

Siha doesn’t seem to want to be a magistrate.

Our Siha doesn’t have much desire for power.

“Puhaha. I’m the highest person! Everyone has to listen to me!”

The other children were assigned roles one by one.

Jong-su looked at Siha.

“Lee Siha. You know your sins!”

Everyone has seen historical dramas or seen them in fairy tales, so they threw out something plausible.

But Siha doesn’t know much, does he?

I’m curious what he’ll answer.

“Siha. Soft persimmon delicious so soft persimmon said. Why soft persimmon soft persimmon? said. Soft persimmon.”

“What are you talking about?”

I don’t know what he’s talking about either. Siha. Where did you learn that line?

Jong-su cleared his throat.

“Ahem. Catch the sinner.”

Jae-hui and Eun-woo grabbed Siha’s arm.

“Siha. I’m sorry.”

“Puhaha. Sinner! Sinner!”

“Huh?”

Siha was laid on the flogging bench.

“Hyung! Siha lie down!”

Siha. You’re a sinner, but why are you so cheerful? You’re even waving your hand?

Perhaps Siha wanted to lie down on the flogging bench because he played the role of a sinner.

Yoon-dong is standing with a thick switch.

That’s what you hit on the butt.

“Lee Siha. If you honestly tell me your sins again, I will forgive you. Tell me now!”

“Jong-su! Siha know. Love brave.”

“What are you talking about?!”

Isn’t that what Valentine said?

Jong-su looks like a villain because Siha keeps saying those lines.

Like a bad magistrate?

“Strike him!”

Yoon-dong counts the numbers.

He shouted one and gently lifted the switch on Siha’s butt.

Is it consideration for Siha not to actually hit him?

“Ouch!”

“Huh?”

Siha. It didn’t even touch you…

Yoon-dong tilted his head, wondering if it had touched him.

This time, he wiggled the switch while shouting two.

“Ouch!”

“Hey. Lee Siha. It didn’t even touch you! What a fuss!”

“No. Siha butt pancake.”

“What pancake…”.

Jong-su was dumbfounded when one person appeared.

It’s Seung-jun wearing the Gaksital.

“Hey, you bad magistrate. Let Siha go.”

Hana shouted from the side.

“It’s Gaksital!”

I wondered if it was okay to suddenly change to this genre.

Seung-jun poked Jong-su with the danso.

“Hey hey! I’m the magistrate!”

“Yeah. I know. You’re a bad magistrate.”

“Kids. Catch Seung-jun too!”

“I’m Gaksital. Not Seung-jun.”

Jae-hui couldn’t catch Seung-jun, who was dodging here and there, and hesitated.

Eun-woo was just laughing, saying that the spectacle was fun.

At least Yoon-dong stood in front of Seung-jun with a switch.

“Oh! Are you trying to fight me?”

“……”

Yoon-dong quietly showed the switch.

Somehow, a scene of the two fighting was created.

Clang. Clang.

The switch and the danso collided.

Somehow, the weapons were truly pathetic.

The children have been doing role-playing so much that their teamwork is perfect.

“Wait a minute!”

Hana held two dansos and stabbed them at Seung-jun and Yoon-dong.

It was a sudden appearance.

“Yeon-ju said here noisy clean up.”

Yeon-ju sat under the tree and nodded slightly.

What is it, it’s exciting?

Yeon-ju also seemed to have something, and Hana was also a master of martial arts.

Suddenly, it became a three-way battle.

The teacher stood next to me and said.

“Yoon-dong doesn’t like the magistrate, but he still has a loyal heart, so he follows him. He is a person who has served the elders of that family for generations.”

“???”

“Seung-jun is acting as Gaksital, a righteous thief for the people because the country doesn’t solve it. So he came to rescue Siha, who was falsely accused.”

“Yes?”

“Finally, Yeon-ju is a noble lady from a high family. She is an enemy of the magistrate’s family, and the righteous thief is also rebelling against the nobles, so she is thinking of taking the opportunity to clean up the two at once.”

What is this elaborate setting… Scary…

Siha jumped up from the flogging bench.

“Everyone soft persimmon because fight? Siha soft persimmon give!”

Yeah. Siha. That’s not it…

Why is only Siha in a different genre?