Stir-fried anchovies.

    It is one of the side dishes on the Korean table.

    Since I was young, I''ve been eating calcium a lot. It''s not that expensive, and it''s easy to make. It''s delicious.

    Even since it is a dish that cannot be made little by little, it is always distributed somewhere.

    One day, I thought kimchi and stir-fried anchovies were quite similar foods.

    If there are 100 households, just like there are 100 households with kimchi flavor.

    This is because stir-fried anchovies tasted completely different from house to house.

    Some restaurants make it spicy with red pepper paste, others make it sweet and salty with soy sauce and starch syrup, or add nuts.

    So the taste of stir-fried anchovies is very different.

    Among them, it was almost impossible to guess the taste of stir-fried anchovies made by Park Shin-hye.

    But one day I had an idea.

    Hayoon taught me everything.

    Hayoon was the child who took care of her mother more than anything else.

    So like the crumbs Hansel and Gretel spilled one by one, Haru and Yumi told a lot.

    "You did that last time, didn''t you? My mom and Hayoon both couldn''t eat spicy food, so we didn''t put in red pepper paste in bibimbap."

    "CEO Haru. Remember when we bought you ice cream? I can''t eat spicy food, but they both like sweet things. I heard there''s a lot of sugar in all the food."

    "You used to bleat, didn''t you? Maybe it''s because my mom is a nurse. I fed you nuts every day, saying something about nutrients. They even put it in the dish."

    It''s not spicy, it''s sweet, it has nuts in it.

    Then the answer is all out.

    Whoops!

    The day started cooking right away.

    Stir-fry the baby anchovies in a dry pan once, then pour the starch syrup and soy sauce-based seasoning.

    The spices stuck to a heated pan and chirped—a pleasant sound.

    And sliced almonds. And what if you turn the sesame oil around?

    "It was over in a blink of an eye, wasn''t it?”

    It''s been about five minutes. The stir-fried anchovies with enormous visuals were made in a snap.

    The ghosts gathered at the restaurant suddenly wondered what stir-fried anchovies were, and their eyes were wide open.

    It''s bossam and stew that I used to cook everyday. It''s a light food compared to the old one.

    But there was a pungent nostalgia for that''s why.

    How many Koreans have never tried stir-fried anchovies in their lives?

    Stir-fried anchovies is as much a Korean soul food as kimchi.

    "Uncle Haru…….”

    Hayoon looked at Haru and Yumi, who were cooking recklessly.

    A wobbly gaze that I can feel trying to hide my uneasiness.

    You may pretend you don''t know, but one day you don''t.

    Rather, she looked at Ha-yoon and said in a small voice.

    "Don''t worry, my uncle will keep his promise.”

    Maybe it''s because Hayoon believed in the day.

    After that, he didn''t say anything else.

    The water filled with a large pot boiled.

    Yumi and Choi Han-seok took out several gold silver pots from the cupboard.

    When I put boiling water on the fire, the pot quickly heated up.

    One per person. I started cooking ramen.

    Dozens of Puramen began to boil at once, and the scent of ramen soup spread out.

    The scent that everyone knows made the ghosts swallow their mouths water.

    "Well, now tell us one by one. It''s up to your taste."

    Soon after, words began to pour out as if they had waited.Add eggs for me. Hard-boiled.

    I sell two eggs! Oh, please untie one and make the other half-cooked.

    I like red pepper powder and green onion the best. Make the soup spicy and soju!

    Add Kimchi and Kimchi soup. The noodles are firm.

    Can you do that with dumplings and ham? I like a lot of solid ingredients. Oh, give me a bowl of rice so I can screw it up.

    There were really dozens of orders that came in beyond simply adding eggs and not, and how much noodles were cooked.

    It''s definitely one flavor of ramen, but everyone has different tastes.

    And Ha Yoon and Park Shin Hye''s mother and daughter''s spell.

    - Can we have half the soup?

    "Half the soup? Then it''ll be bland.”

    Ramen is really bad for your health. I wanted to make it a little less salty...…. That''s what I''ve been feeding him for a long time ago.

    "Then I see. Please wait a little longer."

    As expected, a mother who wanted to raise her daughter healthy even if she died.

    It''s probably because I''ve seen sick people all the time while working as a nurse in the E.R.

    Boiling-boiling-.

    One color ramen boiled in a row.

    Since it is a nickel-silver pot, it took less than two minutes to boil a bowl of ramen.

    It was quickly made and brought to the ghosts, and at the same time, it stopped making gimbap.

    In their lost memories, the kimbap.

    After taking out the yangban laver from the kwak, he put a spoonful of bean rice on it.

    And just add the stir-fried anchovies that we made earlier.

    It wasn''t a big deal, but sometimes I miss it.

    Moreover, it went really well with ramen.

    Wow, it''s really good!

    The ghosts who received ramen first began to eat.

    After breaking the yolk of the hard-boiled egg with half-boiled eggs, the sheep with droplets of water grabbed the lid of the pot and scooped a spoonful of noodles.

    Then put a piece of kimchi on top of the sliced egg, blow it, and slurp it!

    Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

    Drink a sip of the soup while chewing the noodles, and then put an anchovy gimbap on it.

    And then slurp the soup several times! Slurp! And drink it.

    Noodles, kimchi, soup, kimbap...…..

    I think I can eat it infinitely.

    The taste that everyone wants to eat more.

    Looking at the ghost of an uncle filming an eating show as if he had been heard, ghosts who had yet to receive ramen kept swallowing their saliva.

    "Well, here''s your ramen and kimbap. Ramen is only half soup."

    Thank you, Mr. Haru. It''s been a while since I had ramen.

    -Thank you...…

    Soon Park Shin-hye picked up her chopsticks first.

    Haru received a plate of noodles and soup from Ha-yoon, and picked up a kimbap first.

    Soon the day swallowed a dry saliva.

    According to Haru and Choi Han-seok''s expectations, Park Shin-hye was about to realize her resentment.

    The terrible things that happened that day.

    The times when you thought that you couldn''t save your daughter, or maybe it was because of you. Terrible moments.

    I didn''t dare imagine how much Park Shin-hye would suffer after remembering them.

    Park Shin-hye took an anchovy gimbap and took it to Ha-yoon''s mouth.Hayoon, try it. I''m going to eat rice instead of just noodles. You said anchovies here are good for your health, right? You have to eat a lot to grow taller like Uncle Jeongdong and Aunt Yumi.

    Yes. I''m going to eat a lot.

    Yeah, yeah. My princess is nice.

    Crispy, munchy, munchy!

    Ha-yoon chewed the anchovy kimbap that her mother gave her.

    Keep your mother on her toes.

    And so was Haru and Choi Han-seok.

    What''s going on?’

    It certainly couldn''t have been like this way.

    I found out that the food between the two was none other than kimbap and ramen, and I was confident that they made it almost the same.

    Park Shin-hye even remembered her daughter''s name.

    But there''s no reaction?

    In the past, it was natural that there would be visible changes when cooking this much.

    But what the hell is going on here?

    A day so embarrassed that you can''t hide the expression on your face.

    I guess it was the same for Hayoon.

    Hayun also kept looking sideways at her mother who was eating ramen and gimbap.

    Mom, are you okay?

    What do you mean it''s okay?

    -No, it''s just. it''s just...….

    It doesn''t matter if my daughter is okay. So don''t worry about it, all right?

    Yes. Thank you.

    No, who should be thankful? I''m sorry. There are so many things I couldn''t do for Hayoon.

    -Mom......

    Park Shinhye who smiles at Ha Yoon as usual.

    The question was about to deepen in the usual conversation, but soon found something strange about the day.

    His right hand, which was supporting his chin, fell down helplessly.

    Those in the kitchen whispered almost at the same time.

    "Well, wait a minute. Park Shin-hye''s eyes just...….”

    "Excuse me, I''m not the only one who heard that, am I?"

    Her mood has completely changed.

    She was struggling to find out her resentment even though she remembered her daughter''s name in the past, but she was always trying to keep her bright figure somehow.

    But now, Park Shin-hye seemed to have collapsed the dam of her heart that she had been building.

    I''m sure he does.

    Park Shin-hye''s smile at Ha-yoon was very different from before.

    -Han, you remembered?

    But it didn''t make sense.

    I remembered those terrible things. How dare you be so calm?

    That''s absurd.

    I heard it was your mother before you were human.

    I can''t believe there''s no shaking even though I remember how much I''ve lost my life twice.

    It was unbelievable.

    That''s why I wonder if it was a coincidence or misheard.

    But

    Is it good?

    Yes, it''s delicious. It''s very, very delicious.

    Ha-yoon ate anchovy gimbap.

    As if it''s as delicious as it can be.

    The mother, who was looking at such a daughter happily, said.

    Haru''s food tastes better than my mom''s. As expected, Haru is a great cook. It hurts my pride as a housewife. That''s too bad. I wanted to cook more delicious food for Hayoon. I think I only fed you ramen every day.

    -Uh, Mom....

    Ha-yoon, who was munching gimbap with her mouth full, stopped talking.

    Put it down!

    The chopsticks for children he was holding fell on the desk.

    Hayoon''s eyes start shaking because she''s embarrassed.

    Even when you''re dead, you forget everything. Forget the name of your precious daughter. You don''t even realize how hard Ha-yoon was, but you laugh every day...…. She''s a really bad mother. Does it?No, I''m not a bad mother. She''s the best mother I''ve ever had. Hayoon''s mom.

    Is it because it has been revealed that it has been buried in the deepest part of his mind since he became a ghost?

    Soon, unbearable tears burst out.

    Hayoon was a really nice kid.

    She just wanted her mother to be happy.

    That''s why she realized her resentment by looking at her mother who lost her memory.

    He had suffered too much for a child, buried in his heart like a curse.

    Hayoon giggled and cried. Park Shin-hye hugged such a daughter in her arms.

    I''m sorry. I''m such an ugly mother. It''s not Ha-yoon''s fault that she''s having a hard time. You scolded me that morning. Actually, I wanted to say I love you. I can''t even talk. Mom, I''m sorry.

    No, she didn''t do anything wrong. It''s Hayoon''s fault. Hayoon doesn''t listen to her mom. I''m a picky eater. So I gave my mom a hard time. So I lied to my school teacher and came home...…. It''s Hayoon''s fault.

    Mother and daughter bringing up old words with their faces buried in each other''s chests.

    Apologies, thanks, sorry. A great deal of emotion passed by.

    Rain and wind blew on Ha-yoon and Park Shin-hye''s cheeks.

    just then

    Something happened that no one had imagined.