The water from the ancient kettle hollow as it boiled beating the unstable lid. A old hand covers in wounds and callouses held the kettle from the flame.
His fingers dancing and he drop the kettle in a haste spilling water on the old wooden floor that had survived experiments.
The hot water was turned into the bowl and then a white rug was drop inside.
" Ji hon sit still."
The old man hand fumbled when drig off the water from the rug and ruthlessly press on Ji hon whip areas, clear enough for the painful hissing.
Ji hon face was ghastly paled and the pain of the treatment wouldn't allow him to enjoy the rare delicacy before him.
He wasn't happy.
" Ji hon..." The little boy frozen the old man would ignore it. " You know were you did wrong?"
The boy diverted his eyes to the ground making the old man feel even more older and sigh.
" Ji hon, a raining season can't stay for long dought might come some day."
" Then I would be ready." Ji hon determined eyes the gun and the old man smack his head then realized the child is injured made the second smack gentle.
" No Ji hon, no Ji hon..."
The young child lean to the man that scaled his bald head with his calloused hand but he enjoyed the warmth.
" The shell of a snail isn't always is home."
Ji hon frown and mutter he tried. Uncle Kim stopped rubbing his head but didn't push the child away.
" Ji hoo, go to school."
" I don't wanna."
" Why?"
Never been asked this question, Ji hon is excited. I want to speak that I sat up and forgot my.pain.
" I want to be a hunter, I will hunt the biggest animal and be super super rich. I will Mary many wives and take uncle aboard."
*KNOCK*
" OUCH...!"
With a long exhausting sigh, Uncle Kim yank Ji hon neck gently ot his chest.
" Some one told me such things long ago."
" Really?!"
" Yes." Uncle Kim look at Ji hon brightly eyes then look away.
" You father."
The air froze.
The exciting expression because more excited that I wouldn't sit still.
" Don't mention that bastard...!"
The expression Uncle Kim was a bit strange for a minute.
" Don't comple me to him. I don't live like him and wouldn't be him, I wouldn't kill my wife, I wouldn't kill daughter, I wouldn't let my children be called a murderer... Don't mention his name, Don't tell me about him. If I find him I would kill him. I would peel his skin and smash his bone and hang his head and burn his body before my mother grave."
The young man panted giving his long speech and uncle Kim expressionlessly blinked.
" Are you done, come and sleep."
" I'm hungry~~~"
" No food, now go sleep."
Ji hon groans all night but fell asleep and Uncle Kim held him although his sleep.
His eyes were strange and his glare was formost of a lot of feeling and that include regret.
" I'm sorry."