I looked at the photos with Han Gi-tak. As he said, it was transformed into a clean new house.
A village has been newly built.
“It looks better than the house I live in.”
Han Ki-tak said with a smile.
“I supervised it myself. It’s something you can never do in vain.”
Lee Byung-hwi said with his eyes twinkling.
Then Han Ki-tak looked at me and asked.
“Why don’t you say anything?”
“Are you sure you don’t like it?”
Lee Byung-hwi asked cautiously.
“no. I like it.”
“That’s fortunate.”
Lee Byung-hwi sighed in relief and said.
“But there is one thing I would like to improve on.”
“A complement?”
Lee Byung-hwi opened his eyes wide and asked.
Han Ki-tak also made a curious expression.
“How about painting a mural in the house?”
“A mural?”
There was a low wall in front of the residence of the young farmers.
Looking at the wall, I remembered what Gahee Jeong had said.
He said that he would paint a mural on a building that would be turned into a library.
I thought it would be nice to paint murals in the houses where young farmers would live.
“That’s a great idea!”
Lee Byung-hwi spoke in a loud voice that made the military office ring.
Han Ki-tak asked with a thoughtful face.
“Does anyone have a mural?”
“There is an artist I know very well. I’m going to leave it to him.”
He smiled when he said he was a painter.
He also seemed to remember Nam-young.
Then the secretary opened the door and came in.
“Sir, the preparations for the event are complete.”
We headed to the Hadong County Office Auditorium.
The auditorium was full of people.
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Min-seok Baek, Dong-chun Lee, and Yo-han Min were also present with fellow farmers of Jirisan Mountain.
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Mother and father were also present.
It all looked like it was Han Ki-tak’s arrangement.
I sat next to my parents. My mother held my hand tightly.
Lee Byung-hwi called out the recipients of the Achievement Award from the podium.
“The recipient of the Achievement Award is Kim Deok-myeong.”
I went to the podium and received my award.
“Tell me about your award-winning experience.”
Lee Byung-hwi raised an eyebrow and said.
“I just worked hard, and I sincerely thank you for giving me an award. I will take this opportunity to make a confession. At first, my desire to live happily with my family was greater than my desire to save the area. I wanted to live happily with my parents while farming dried persimmons. What started like that has now come. Hundreds of new families have also been formed. I plan to make my dreams come true with them.”
People got up. Applause and applause continued for a long time.
* * *
They promised to meet Nam-young in Seoul.
She just said she had a favor to ask.
He said that he would tell face to face for more details.
She had arrived at the coffee shop first.
Wearing a beret over suspenders, he looked like an artist.
“What are you asking for?”
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Namahyeong asked with curious eyes.
I don’t think it’s nice to have something to ask of you.
“Did you tell Ga-hee Jeong that you would paint a mural?”
“yes. I promised to paint the mural when the library is built. But how did you know that?”
“Since Ga-hee Jeong was very proud of her, Ah-young decided to paint the mural for her.”
“Do you think you need murals too?”
“right. I thought it would be nice to paint a mural on the house where the farmers in Jirisan would live.”
I told her the details.
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Namahyeong listened to all the explanations and said.
“I’m asking you to paint a mural for the house where the young farmers will be living. Not one or two houses. I don’t think I can do it alone.”
“So I am asking you. I think it will be possible if Ah-young mobilizes all her friends.”
“It is not difficult to bring a friend. It’s also vacation time. By the way… … .”
She hesitated for a moment.
“Why is there something wrong?”
“I told Ga-hee Jeong that I would draw a mural as a gift. But I don’t think this will be easy.”
“I didn’t intend to get a mural as a gift. I plan to take care of the necessary materials and the cost of painting the mural.”
“Really?”
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Namjoon said with his eyes twinkling.
“Then are you going to listen to me?”
“It’s not a request, it’s a formal contract.”
“Ayoung is right. This is a formal contract.”
“I will gather people. I’m thinking about what kind of mural I want to paint.”
“Then is the contract signed?”
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Namjoon smiled and nodded his head.
* * *
A week later, Nam-young came down to Hadong with art students.
There are ten artists including Nam-Young Nam.
We booked the pension in advance before they came. It was a place for them to stay while painting the murals.
When we arrived at the pension, everyone looked satisfied.
I asked Nam-young.
“Have you ever thought about what to paint with a mural?”
“yes! I decided after discussing it with my friends!”
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Namahyeong turned her head to look at the faces of her friends.
They started taking something out of their bag.
“I’ll show you in advance.”
What they took out of their bag is a sketch. It was like a blueprint for a mural.
The funny thing is that it’s not just one page. Dozens of paintings appeared.
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Nam Young began to connect the paintings into one. The pictures were connected like a puzzle.
I looked at the picture and said.
“Everything the Jirisan farmers did is in the picture.”
From dried persimmons to hydroponics, it was a mural depicting the stories of farmers in Jirisan.
I like it.
“The houses are all separate, but I try to make the connection feel as much as possible.”
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Namjoon smiled and said.
Before painting the mural, I felt that I had planned it hard.
“I think it would be better to take a break today and start working from tomorrow. By the way, I prepared a special barbecue party today. Enjoy dinner with friends.”
As I was about to go back, I saw a car parked in front of the pension.
A familiar face got out of the car.
They are Jirisan farmers from the candle school.
Sung-yoon Seong and Su-yeol Kang were also there.
“Did you have a representative?”
Sung-yoon asked with a bewildered expression.
“You seem to have an appointment here, right?”
“yes. Because a friend came.”
“Then have a good time.”
The candle school children continued to have a good relationship even into adulthood.
It was delightful to see him like that.
* * *
From the next day, the full-scale mural work began.
I used to visit Namahyeong from time to time to buy snacks.
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Namahyeong and her friends were very passionate about the mural work.
A mural depicting the history of the farmers of Jirisan was being completed.
From dried persimmon farming to learning beekeeping at Jijangsa Temple also appeared in the mural.
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Nam-young said that she collected data through articles. Based on the material, the painting was conceived and made into a mural.
It was a time when the village that had turned into ruins was being revived with murals.
I got a call from Dubai.
Cha Jong-moon was the CEO of Joongwon Construction.
“CEO Kim Deok-myeong, how have you been? This is Cha Jong-moon.”
“Are you having a hard time? I believe things are going smoothly.”
“Thanks to the concern, the work is going smoothly. Now it seems that the time has come when we need the hands of the farmers in Jirisan.”
“The time has already come. I will prepare.”
The final work was decided to work together with the construction of Jungwon and the farmers of Mt. Jirisan.
The day when the Dubai planting facility will be completed is not far off.
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The mural work has come to an end.
The colorful paintings continued along the wall, creating a spectacular scene.
From picking persimmons under a persimmon tree to installing salad containers in Antarctica, the past and present of Jirisan farmers are contained.
A large-scale cultivation facility to be built in Hadong was also seen.
As I was staring at the mural, I heard a small voice behind me.
“What are you looking at like that?”
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Namjoon looked at me and asked. It must have been that he was working on a mural, and there was paint on his nose.
“I got paint on my nose.”
“Oh really?”
He asked, wiping the paint off her nose with a towel.
“Aren’t the murals almost finished now?”
“Yes, it will be over soon.”
“It was hard. The murals are very nice, and I was moved by them.”
She smiled roundly.
“But what is this?”
I asked, pointing to the bee painted on the mural.
“It’s a bee.”
“I know it’s a bee. It’s kind of weird.”
“What is strange?”
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Namahyeong opened her eyes wide and looked at the bees painted on the mural. It is a face that there is nothing strange about it.
“I see bees in every picture, isn’t it a bit strange?”
She painted little bees on all the murals.
Even the scene of making salad containers in Antarctica had bees depicted.
“The direction in which the bees fly is the point.”
“Flying direction?”
I looked at the mural again carefully.
As she said, all the bees were flying in one direction.
“Where is the bee going?”
“It’s a farmer’s workplace in Jirisan.”
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Namahyeong said, revealing her white teeth.
If you look closely, it really was.
The bees were flapping their wings at the new large-scale cultivation facility being built in Hadong.
She did not only draw the history of the farmers in Jirisan on the mural.
Add some fun imagination to it.
“I tried to express the homing instinct of bees with pictures.”
“Then, the farmer’s workplace in Jirisan is a flower garden, right?”
“yes that’s right.”
Honeybees have a unique property called the homing instinct. It is the ability to find one’s own home no matter how far away.
He learned beekeeping at Candle School, so he knows the habits of bees well. It was novel to embody the homing instinct on the mural.
“Do you like it!”
“Do you really like it?”
She asked with her eyes wide open.
“This is the mural I wanted. When I’m done, I’ll buy you something delicious. Friends too.”
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Namahyeong said, saluting like a soldier.
“I will do my best until the very end.”
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On the way back to the office, an old man spoke to me.
He is an old man with gray hair and a white beard.
“Will you be Mr. Kim Deok-myung?”
“Yes, I am Kim Deok-myung.”
The old man grabbed my hand and said.
“Oh, I can be so happy! Thank you very much!”
It was a sudden situation, but it was nothing to panic.
Looking closely at the old man, he saw a large name tag hanging around his neck.
‘Gilnam Lee, age 86, Suyang-ri, Sannae-myeon, Hadong-gun.’
It is a badge with your name and age on it.
As I looked at the nameplate, he opened his mouth.
“I always wear a nameplate, because I never know when I will become older.”
He spoke with a smile, but he felt pitiful.
“I was born in this village when I was close to ninety and still live here. In the past, there were quite a few people living there, but now there are only a few people who will die soon like me. You don’t know how nice it is to see young people come and brighten up the neighborhood like this. Thank you so much!”
He said looking at the wall painted with murals.
“People moved out and it looked like an empty village, but thanks to Mr. Kim Deok-myeong, it has become such a pretty village. Young bachelors are also arrogant. Oh, thank you!”
“You’re welcome. I was just trying to find a house for young farmers.”
“Mr. Kim Duk-myung did something that even the president couldn’t do. It is so thrilling to be able to see this before I die.”
Dew formed on the corner of the old man’s eyes.
He seemed to know how much he loved this place.
I looked at the village where the mural was painted once again.
As the old man said, it had changed beautifully.
* * *
I returned to the office and called Han Gi-tak.
“Is the mural painting going well?”
Han Gi-tak asked, handed him coffee.
“Yes, it is going very well. The town has completely changed.”
“Is that enough? I must go too.”
He said with a happy expression on his face.