I Want a Husband

“Have you been able to do it yet?”

“I could!”

Sad tears hang from Haehwa’s eyes, who was still trying to lift up the basin again. Cheongwoon, who stood before her, took the basin from her.

What is this? What he could hold in one hand was too much for Haehwa.

“Don’t be like an adult. Act like your age. No one will say anything to you.”

Cheongwoon’s sharp words were digging through the facts. Haehwa bit her lips hard. In fact, she asked her mother-in-law to teach her, because she wanted to learn how to dye as well.

But she was still a twelve-years-old girl. It was self evident that it was difficult to do for a young girl’s foundation. Nevertheless, Haewha was stubborn and still tried to do it.

“Answer.”

“…You are an adult.”

“So, what are you going to do?”

“Me too! I want to be someone who suits my husband!”

“Why am I doing this? The sadness that I barely endure broke out with me being barely able to bear it. If I don’t do this, how will I be able to stand by your side?”

Cheongwoon clicked his tongue briefly at Haehwa’s cry and protest. Then he lightly flicked Haehwa’s forehead with his finger.

“Ah!”

Haehwa hurriedly grabbed her forehead. “How do you hit my forehead?”

“I’ll do it!”

“So excited. You’re still ten thousand years too early to come close to me.”

If you want to hang out with me, you’re still ten thousands years early.”

“Not that much!”

“A thousand years! That’s too far!

“Go. Where to put this?”

“Was it okay?”

“Then, let’s go to the yard!”

Cheongwoon lightly picked up the basin and headed to the yard. Mrs. Yoo and the gasols who were finishing the dye work had discovered him stood up.

It was when Mrs. Too was about to ask about the cloth Haehwa was cleaning, when Haehwa came out from behind Cheongwoon’s back.

“My Husband helped.”

“Ho…”

Each and everyone looked at them with meaningful expression.