[2] Park Family...

Chapter 2: Park family in Neighborhood...

After a busy afternoon, Jungkook finally finished

tidying up the vegetable garden in the courtyard. He divided it into two plots, one on the right and one on the left of the courtyard gate. The vegetable plots were enclosed with dense bamboo strips in order to protect them from mischievous chickens. "Speaking of which, I don't even know what happened to the original owner. They didn't even keep the most common farm animals like pigs and chickens."

Jungkook cleaned up the scattered debris in the

courtyard and threw them under a large banyan tree outside. He then returned to the kitchen, scooped some hot water from the pot he used to cook lunch, and poured it into a wooden basin. Carrying the basin, he walked to a wooden face-washing stand not far from the well. He placed a rectangular cloth on the side of the basin and splashed the water onto his face. To his surprise, he felt a slight stinging and itching sensation on his face.

"Tsk, it seems quite serious." Jungkook carefully rinsed his face with water and gently wiped offthe water stains with the cloth. It was not easy for a guy to wash his face like this, but he had to do it slowly to avoid worsening the condition. The original owner neglected his own face and even hesitated to wash it sometimes. This was unacceptable for Jungkook, who loved cleanliness.

After pouring the water from the basin into a small drainage ditch, Jungkook went back to the

kitchen and fetched another basin of hot water. This time, before washing his face, he held his slender hand above the basin. Soon, two streams of water flowed out from his index and middle fingers. This was the spiritual Spring water in the space. Due to the accumulation of toxins on his face for a long time, it needed gradual adjustment. It also prevented the villagers from noticing his rapid changes.

Therefore, he only used a small amount of the spiritual spring mixed with hot water to wash his face.

After washing his face, Jungkook put away the

basin and cloth, then returned to the kitchen to heat up some water. After a busy day, even though it was late winter, he was sweating. When he finished his shower, it was already pitch dark outside. He carefully extinguished the oil lamp and stir-fried the leftover garlic sprouts with rice to make a simple fried rice dish. When he finished cleaning up and lay down on the bed made of corn husks, covered with a patched bedsheet, it was probably around 9 o'clock at night. In ancient times, there were no entertainment activities at night, and since he was single, he simply went to bed early.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the market to get a little piglet and some chicks. I also need to buy a few more clothes and maybe get a puppy to guard the house…" As Jungkook thought about these things, he hugged the quilt tightly around his body and soon fell asleep. It was the most comfortable and peaceful sleep he had ever experienced in this new world.

When the faint light of dawn seeped into the room, Jungkook yawned and got out of bed, braving the slight chill outside his covers. He quickly put on a pair of dark blue clothes, the only outfit without patches that belonged to the original owner. After tidying up, he started the stove, filled it with water and corn, and prepared to cook corn porridge. Then he went to the well and fetched the willow branches that had been soaked in a wooden barrel yesterday. These willow branches served as his simple mouthwash tool, based on traditional Korean culture. He soaked the willow branches in water, and when he needed to use them, he would bite open the branches, and the willow fibers inside would spread out like tiny wooden bristles, making a convenient toothbrush. After rinsing his mouth, he used a mixture of spiritual spring and water to wash his face. Feeling no more discomfort like yesterday's stinging sensation, he enjoyed a good breakfast with a cheerful mood.

Jungkook locked the courtyard gate and headed towards the village in the south. He couldn't find the way to the market, so he had to go find Park Imo.

Park Imo was the one who often helped the original owner with seedlings. He was from Gil-sang Village and married into the Park family

from Haengbok Village. He had a ger-son the following year but unfortunately didn't have any more children afterward. However, without in-laws, their life was relatively better.

Last year, their only son got married and moved to the town, causing envy among the unmarried young gers in the village. If they had known, they would have chosen to marry into the town. Park Imo's house was the first one Jungkook saw on his way from his house to the southern village. It was a rare house in the village, made of green bricks and large tiles, consisting of three rooms. The exterior was also surrounded by stone walls, although not as tall as the walls around Jeon's house. This was thanks to Jungkook's Appa's help, and their family had the best relationship with Park Imo's family

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Who is it?" A rough male voice sounded.

"Quick, go open the door. It should be Jungkook-ah coming for seeds," a softer voice replied, giving the impression that the person was easygoing.

"It's me, Jungkook-ah," Jungkook replied somewhat uneasily. "I, Jungkook-ah," he really wasn't used to it.

After a few rustling sounds behind the courtyard gate, the door opened. "Hey, Jungkook-ah, come in quickly. We're just having breakfast!" Park Samchon was a tall man, almost 1.80 meters in height. Not only did he have a booming voice, but he also had a sturdy physique, not at all like someone in their forties.

"No need, Park Samchon. l've already eaten. I just wanted to ask if you're going to the market today," Jungkook looked at Park Samchon's height and then thought about his own feminine frame, feeling a bit disheartened.

"Jungkook-ah, come inside. There's no need to stand out here for so long." Park Imo also walked up to the courtyard gate and directly pushed Park Samchon aside, heading straight to Jungkook's side. He warmly took his hand and led him into the courtyard. Park Imo was probably around 1.77 meters tall, with a slightly slender figure and gentle features that made people feel at ease. Jungkook felt a bit embarrassed, but he didn't refuse Park Imo's affectionate gesture. "You really ate? Don't try to fool Imo, or I won't spare you." After Jungkook repeatedly assured him, he finally let him off and they began to have breakfast.

There were no strict rules for meals in rural households. Park Imo's family ate in the main room, but many families, due to having too many people, ate in the courtyard. "You want to go to the market? That's a good thing. Young people should be active! l'll tidy up shortly and take you to get familiar with the way."

Upon hearing that Jungkook wanted to go to the market, Park Imo quickly finished his breakfast and grabbed a basket. Inside the basket were eggs they had saved at home, which he planned to sell at the market. "No need to the rush, Park Imo. There's no hurry."

Seeing Park Imo's anxious appearance, Jungkook

found it amusing and felt an inexplicable sense

of warmth. "Why not hurry? The sooner we go,

the more we can explore. Come on, let's go. The head of the household, you won't go today. Jungkook-ah and I will go and explore!"

"Alright, go ahead. Be careful on the way."

"Goodbye, Park Samchon."

"Go on, have a good time exploring!"

Park Imo's house was located at the end of Haengbok Village, so there was a fork in the road next to the path Jungkook had just taken. They could directly bypass the village from there and head straight to the market. Those who lived closer to the village's end took this route, while others who lived closer to the village's entrance took the other road. The distances of two routes were similar. Jungkook and Park Imo took the forked road towards the village's end. It was still early, and there weren't many people on the way. They encountered a donkey cart that specifically transported people halfway. It cost 3 wen per person to be taken to the market. It took about half an hour, or an hour, to walk from Haengbok Village to the market. Three wen was a good deal. Jungkook's fare was forcefully paid by Park Imo, and he didn't argue. He only thought of repaying the other person's kindness in the future and not losing their bond.

"You're Jungkook-ah from the Jeon family, right?" The man pulling the cart was from the neighboring village, surnamed Lee. People usually called him "Lee Samchon."

"Yes, Lee Samchon, how do you know me?" Jungkook pressed Park Imo's hand, signaling him not to get too excited. Park Imo thought Lee Samchon would say something never-ending when he heard him mention Jungkook, so his emotions were a bit agitated. "Your father and I have some acquaintance. He used to mention you often."

"Oh, really? That's quite a coincidence." Jungkook smiled slightly. Despite his thin and acne-covered face, although he didn't appear outstanding, his dark and sparkling eyes added a touch of brightness to his face. Jungkook's smile caught Park Imo's attention, and his heart felt somewhat heavy. How could such a good child...

"You, young man, should get out and about more. The most important thing for a young man is to know how to live, not just rely on appearances to get by! It's all about character!"

Lee Samchon's hearty voice echoed, expressing words that Park Imo wholeheartedly agreed with. "That's right, that's right! Jungkook-ah here knows how to live. Those blind fools deserve to be deceived by appearances!" Jungkook stared in astonishment at Park Imo and Lee Samchon as they chatted animatedly occasionally gesturing with their hands and bursting into laughter when they reached a point they found amusing!

It seemed that Park Imo was not as calm as he

appeared. However, unexpectedly, he was very

friendly. Jungkook squinted his dark, shiny eyes, and he found himself smiling along with Park Imo and Lee Samchon. "During noon, I also work here as a cart puller. Just come here directly when the time comes."

After thanking Lee Samchon, Park Imo and Jungkook went to the street where vegetables were sold and found a spot to place their basket. They took out the eggs from the basket and placed them on a clean cloth, waiting for potential buyers to approach.

"Jungkook-ah, after Imo sells the eggs, we can have a good stroll around." Jungkook was busy

observing the market and, upon hearing this,

immediately replied, "No rush, no rush." He smiled and showed his white teeth to Park Imo.

This attracted the attention of the nearby vegetable sellers and buyers, who secretly glanced at him. "Tsk tsk, why is this young man's face covered in acne? What a pity.."

When Park Imo heard them, he glanced over, but they pretended to be minding their own business.

"Pay no attention to them. Jungkook-ah is the most handsome. They just have no taste."

Jungkook: "..."

With his height of only 175 centimeters, he was not only thin and feminine, but his face was also

covered in acne. Even if he didn't have acne, he

would only be considered an average-looking

guy with slightly larger, darker eyes. At most

he could be described as a fresh-faced young man. How could he possibly be considered "handsome"?

The market wasn't very big, but it was crowded. People from the three surrounding villages all came here to the market. So, there was a considerable flow of people. The sellers were mostly farmers selling their own produce. On the right side of the street were the vegetable sellers, and on the left were the chicken and wild game sellers. Oh, there was even a rabbit seller. Just a bit further ahead was the pork stall, where you had to pay. All in all, this market may be small, but it had a little bit of everything.

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[A/n: A naive and insecure Jungkook, ridiculed for his looks, dies and is reborn with a new soul. Armed with survival skills and Spiritual spring water, he embarks on a journey to transform himself, seeking self-improvement and a better life in a challenging world.

Join author on this journey of self-discovery and growth, as Jungkook blossoms into a stronger, wiser, and more compassionate soul.

"With every step, a new path's made,

From ashes risen, a phoenix displayed."]

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