Chapter: 1978
Pyo-wol frowned slightly as he looked in the direction where the voice came from.�
A moment later, a man and a woman emerged from the darkness coupled with a rustling sounds.
It was a plump middle-aged woman and a tall, bamboo-like thin middle-aged man.
They hurriedly approached the campfire Pyo-wol had lit.
When they arrived near the campfire, the two pleaded with Pyo-wol.�
�Please, sir. We�ve lost our way. Could we impose on you for a moment? We will surely repay your kindness.�
�Yes! Please, do us a favor. This man claimed to know his way around the mountains, but he missed the right time to set camp, so we found ourselves wandering off here in the wilderness. If you would be so kind to let us stay here for a while, I will take the responsibility of preparing delicious food.�
�We humbly request for your help, sir!�
The man came forward with an overly submissive posture, while the plump woman appeared more confident and imposing.
After observing them for a moment, Pyo-wol spoke,�
�Are you two a married couple?�
�That�s right. My name is Deung Mochang, and this is my wife, Dae Juhwa. With how we are going through such hardship together right now, it seemed as though we have some unresolved grudges in our previous lives.�
�What do you mean by unresolved grudges, huh? If you hadn�t missed the time to set camp, we wouldn�t have to suffer and endure hardship like this!�
�Yes! It�s all my fault! I was the one who suggested taking the mountain path, and I was the one who suggested crossing the mountain path. But then again, wasn�t it because you pressured me to do so?�
�So what? What do you want me to do?�
�Just� I��
As Dae Juhwa�s voice grew louder, Deung Mochang�s shoulders seemed to shrink back in respond. It seemed like their roles had reversed.
Dae Juhwa looked at Pyo-wol and said,
�Anyway, now that things have turned out like this, I hope we can impose on you a little.�
Her voice sounded quite assertive, as if she was a man instead of a woman. Pyo-wol understood why Deung Mochang couldn�t stand tall in her presence.
Dae Juhwa said,
�Then I�ll take it that you have given us your permission.��
She plopped down in front of the campfire.
Deung Mochang cautiously sat next to Dae Juhwa, glancing at Pyo-wol.
Dae Juhwa unpacked the bag on her back and placed a large pot on the campfire. She started steaming dumplings inside.
The dumplings were the size of a child�s fist. There were ten dumplings in the pot, enough to fill anyone�s stomach up.
As the dumplings began to cook, a delicious smell wafted through the mountains. However, for some reason, Pyo-wol slightly furrowed his brow as he looked at the dumplings and Dae Juhwa.
At that moment, Dae Juhwa must have felt his gaze, because she looked up and chuckled.
�It smells good, right? Since you shared this place with us, I�ll share some dumplings with you.�
�You won�t regret tasting them. My wife�s culinary skills are unmatched. Especially when it comes to making dumplings, no one could compare. Hehe!� JrNovels.com