RAWFTCAB (Jenlisa Adaptation)

Part 39

After putting on her makeup, Lisa opened the door and was greeted with the fresh mountain air from the open windows. She inhaled deeply and the refreshing air caused her head to feel less dizzy.

Sung Dong-il was squatting down and carefully sorting through his pots of flowers, attending to the white and delicate petals.

Jennie is on the phone, listening to someone from the school give her a summary of what happened. However, the signal in the mountain was probably not very good as the words kept getting cut off and repeated. When she noticed that Lisa had come out, she blinked and then pointed at the breakfast on the table before returning to her call.

Lisa approached the table. The breakfast consisted of steamed buns, cabbage, and rice porridge. The neatly arranged food had obviously not been touched by the two. She felt a little embarrassed knowing that they had waited for her.

Yesterday she was so drunk she basically blacked out and now she had gotten up late as well. Her etiquette was somewhat improper for a guest and especially for a guest of an elder.

She walked over to Sung Dong-il and watched as he meticulously arranged the flowers. She sheepishly scratched her head, she realized she hadn't brought any gifts for this trip, "Grandpa, next time I visit I'll bring some bug repellent for you."

Sung Dong-il looked up from the flowers and looked at her in confusion, pushing up his glasses, he asked, "Bug repellent? There are bugs here?"

"Of course there are." Finally, she had found someone she can speak her mind to, and she thought that the grandfather felt familiar, so she didn't speak to him formally and lifted her shirt a little as she gestured with her hand, "Look, it gave me such a big purple mark."

Sung Dong-il looked shocked and hurriedly set down the white spray bottle in his hand. He had cleaned his place rather thoroughly and the cleanliness is even better than some places in the city. So how could there be bugs that could leave that kind of mark here? However, Lisa did not look like one to deceive others and so he asked in a worried tone, "Is it serious? Do you need some medicine applied on it?"

Lisa waved a hand and smiled, "That's not necessary. I was just worried that you might be bitten by these bugs since you live here."

Sung Dong-il felt his heart warm up at that and a faint smile appeared on his face.

At that moment, it just so happened that Jennie had finished her phone call and the three sat down to eat together.

"What were you two talking about?"

Lisa grabbed a steamed bun, "I was just telling grandpa that he's getting old and that we must pay attention to his health with so many bugs here. We should bring some bug repellent with us the next time we visit."

Jennie coughed a few times, her gaze dropped down to Lisa's waist. She had only pinched it a little bit, did she really use that much strength?

Sung Dong-il rubbed his chin, his smooth skin made him look not a day over thirty. Sung Dong-il began, "When you go back, remember to bring some of these flowers with you. Water them every three days and put them in the bedroom, they are very helpful for restful sleep." He continued: "Are you still hanging the eight trigrams scroll in your bedroom?"

Jennie nodded, the hand holding her chopsticks stopped, "Yes, even after moving in with Lisa I still have it hanging in my room."

"That's good." Sung Dong-il sounded relieved.

"What is the purpose of that scroll?" Lisa remembered seeing that eight trigrams scroll in Jennie's room. The scroll looked old and yellowed, definitely, something made generations ago. Maybe it was an heirloom?