There is a fortuneteller who has to be with me
every time I go to Seoul because I have to be nice to her, not to meet her for
divination
When I entered kindergarten, my mother gave
birth to my youngest sister. She was bleeding deeply and was always lying with
hormone related disease. The housekeeper did all housework. I always grew up to hear from
my mother that I should be good to the housekeeper, saying that if you do not
good, she will go away. When the maid went away, my aunts brought another maid
home in a hurry, but home was in mess until new one came.
Then
the habit I have heard from my mother has
remained up to now. Even I go to the restaurant, hesitate to ask the serving
person what else to need. My husband and I do not get fine finishing requests
before paying the money to the people who came to repair the house. In the end,
I thought that I should do nice for the woman
who cares for my father. Because if I should be
good to her so that she will take care of my father more comfortably.
She pocketed some money by selling talisman and
a fortuneteller while taking care of my father. I gave her the date of birth of
my friend’s family let her see their
fortune. I used to play the role of a decoy to make her
money.
One day, she asked me to go out with her to buy
the bags to put the talisman and give it to the customer. I asked her how much the
talisman and show me what it looks like. She said she could not show it and the
price is expensive.
I looked into her open room one day, wondering what
was written on a piece of paper and weather it is too expensive. She was
writing something hard. I approached her slightly and looked over her back. The
Chinese character '人'
are filled with in the shape of a triangle. In
fact, I have never seen amulets, and I do not know what they are based on, but
it was suspicious that the '人'
is drawn in a pyramid shape.
"Do you write a amulet?" she was
startled and hid it. "Is not that person '人'? Does people buy it so much money?” “It doesn’t matter what it’s about,
it can be a peace of mind if people keep the amulet."
I looked around the room avoiding the awkward eye.
Antiquities buried in my father's hand were moved there. Come to think of it, I
thought my father’s room is a strange feeling of empty.
My mother's teaching that I should be good to
housekeepers because she was worried that the workers would go way. Eventually
led to change position. The rest of my father's life was, ‘she ends up sitting
on top of his head and bossing around.’ I closed her door quietly to avoid show
my wet eyes.