Bing bong.
Suddenly the doorbell rang so I stand up and walked up to the door.
It was the owner of my apartment. She had a paper bag. She said’’ Good evening. I want you to give this plum pickle of my thanks. It tastes good so I liked it.’’ I felt her kindness so I was happy.
Several days ago I gave her rice cracker. (Grilled after being seasoned with soy sauce) My mother sent it to me to give her because I could live peacefully my freshman life. Last March I started live alone in this apartment. One year has passed.
Opened the box, there were so many plum pickles! Maybe I can’t eat all of them so I want to share it with my neighborhood friends :)
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