How Long I've Kissed (아내의 자격)

~ A Wife's Credentials ~

~ Kim Heeae ~

~ Lee Sungjae ~

~ Lee Taeran, Jang Hyunsung ~

~ Written By: Jung Sungjoo ~

~ Produced By: Ahn Panseok ~

- He got all nervous, and know what he said? - What did he say?

"Then, I'm never going home again." Just like that?!

I swear!

Mom... Come on. What are you doing?!

It's Dad.

I'll be a little late, wait outside.

Why wait?

~ Episode 1 ~

- What the hell were you doing?! - Uh?! Since you texted us to wait, I just...

You make people wait just because of that? And don't even answer the phone.

Tell me about it...

Did they send you out to cover something?

Nah, sent an underling to do it.

Is your stomach still bothering you?

Yeah.

Really? Want a digestive then? I have some zymogens.

Nah, I'm fine.

Just take it, Dad. With all we're going to eat...

- That's what I'm saying... - I said I'm fine.

Does it hurt that bad?

It happened to your niece, not a stranger. Why let it bother you so much?

- What?! - Careful, or you'll look small in there.

Do I look that petty to you?

- I value our choice just as much as you do. - Never mind, then.

- Gyeol, let's go. - Yes.

- Han Gyeol. - Yes?

Let's have a word before we go in.

We're here to congratulate Yunjae, right?

- Yes. - With a smile on your face, right?

Yes.

You can't lose confidence just because she was accepted by that school.

I won't.

That's my boy.

Same goes for you.

I know it might hurt your feelings to end up being compared to them,

but don't let it get to you.

You know we're going in another direction with Gyeol.

Here... Shall we go in?

"Certificate of acceptance. Examinee Number 729, Jo Yunjae."

"The following certifies the aforementioned student passed this year's entrance test."

"November 3, 2010. Principal of Cheongmyeong International Middle School."

"Kim Unseok."

- Nuna, congrats! - My niece's cool! She's the best!

I knew you'd make it.

Thank you, everyone! It's a beautiful night.

As for gifts, I'll post my wish list on Twitter, so check it out.

- Aigoo... Got some nerve. - Come, let Grandma give you a hug.

Aigoo... I'm so proud of my granddaughter.

That's right... We've got our next-generation leader here.

So, tell me. What will it be, law or medical school?

I'm still thinking about it.

You'll succeed whatever you choose. What could you possibly lack?!

We'll have to see what she becomes.

But I'd love her to continue our family tradition and become a lawyer.

That'd make it three generations.

I guess you could say that.

But it always depends on what kind of lawyer you become.

- They're not all the same, you know... - Don't you worry.

She's more than capable of becoming a first class one.

SNU selects 3,000 new students nationwide every year,

and yet she was accepted by Cheongmyeong that only picks 100.

That's amazing. By the way, this is really delicious.

- Thank you, Eonni. - Let's start focusing on Gyeol, too.

What?

Right... He's gotten much healthier now, hasn't he?

Yes... Thankfully.

Keep idling about, and you'll only be digging your own grave.

He'll be a weight on your shoulders for the rest of your life.

We're focusing all our efforts on him, too.

That's right. Why worry? She's got such firm convictions.

- She does. - Yes... Well...

So you'll let my grandson fall behind just because of your convictions?

You're right, Dad.

She's much too naive when it comes to that.

There's certainly that side to her.

You can't be that delusional when you're out there in the real world.

Because of this "nurturing" mantra of yours, all he does is play,

and yet I can't even bring up the word "competition" in his presence.

Of course... If these were prosperous times, I'd be all for it.

But that's not the case, is it? We're practically at war here.

I've just let you have it your way all this time because of his health,

but this can't go on any longer. It's time he learns how to fight.

You're competing from the very moment you're born, anyway...

And besides, how about the joy of accomplishing something?

Those are the values you should teach a kid!

She's got her opinions, so what can you do?!

And I thought you needed teamwork to educate children...

Right... You two should seriously talk this out.

Our teamwork has worked just fine all these years.

And why? Because Gyeol's health was our main priority.

But there comes a time when you just have to be realistic and turn the page.

I've had it up to here with that raging hypocrisy of yours!

You're a journalist, someone who should be objective above all.

Remember what you said about private education on TV?

That you felt sad for all those children sacrificed at the altar of competition,

and that you were deeply concerned about this country's future.

But now, what? "We're at war"?!

"Let's teach him about competition"?!

You lying, two-faced crook!

Say what?!

Make up your damn mind! Stop acting like an insecure brat!

Fine then! Let's move to Daechi-Dong and get it over with!

- What? - It's the only answer to all this.

So what you're saying is...

Moving to Daechi-Dong would be the answer for him?

- Listen, Yoon Seorae. - You mean that?

Let's get an apartment there.

My mother said she would help us.

I know what kind of reputation that place gained,

but haven't you heard what Myeongjin said? It's the best for him.

- So... - So let's give it a try.

And everything I've done to this point would mean nothing?

Do you even realize what I went through all these years?

And yet, your mother has the guts to tell me I'm "idling about"?

I can't believe it.

Have I been idling about?

Like when Gyeol would spend entire nights scratching all over his body until he bled,

or when I'd have to take him to the ER after an asthma attack?

I spend years bathing him three times a day, feeding him medicines...

and doing everything humanly possible to make him recover up to this point.

He's finally stopped coughing, scratching and now even plays sports.

- Aren't you even grateful for that? - Of course I am!

But how is he going to survive out here with just that?

Will it feed him? In what fantasy world?

So now that he's out of danger, we start to get greedy?

Want to brag to your parents and colleagues about your son, now?

What have you become?!

Are you really Gyeol's father, Yoon Seorae's husband?

How could you act like that?!

And you?

Don't you feel any envy?

Myeongjin and the others smile and brag right in your face, and you're perfectly fine?

Is there anything Yunjae did that Gyeol can't do?

Anything Myeongjin did that you can't do?

It's not that we can't do it, we're just going in another dir...

~ Daechi-Dong ~

I wanted to ask about the Cheongmyeong International entrance test class.

- Sixth grade, right? - Yes.

Classes start the 25th of this month,

and there'll be an entrance exam because of all the applicants.

His grades are...

Yes... Well... More than school grades,

we focused on making different experiences, eclectic reading, and doing charity work.

And his English is quite good as well.

You're going to apply for the entrance test, right?

- But I was wond... - You can e-mail us the photo.

- Yes, we'll... apply. - Here, please fill this out.

Here, these are the last ones.

Those movers are really something, unpacking everything so quickly.

- Here, that should do it. - You know?

Hakwon tests are even harder than school ones?!

There's even a list of expected questions.

And they're sold at a shop inside the hakwon, at that.

Just take these and bring them to your neighbors.

Right.

Do people in here give out cakes when they move, too?

Aigoo... They're not aliens, you know?

I get the feeling they might be too stuck up for that.

I sell side dishes to all the mothers here, and am friends with all their maids.

They're not all that different, you know.

Feeling intimidated now after having the guts to move here?

Tell me about it.

But will they bother eating stuff like this?

Even if they don't, you still have to introduce yourself.

Tell me about it?!

- Who is it? - Yes... I'm your next-door neighbor.

The owner isn't in.

Then, let me leave this with you.

How are you?

- I just moved here, and... - I'll give it to them.

Then, I'll...

- It's No. 503. Nice to meet you. - Ahh, yes. Thank you.

I was just about to call and ask if I should drop by.

I'm the one who should come. I brought you some rice cakes.

Let's decide on some rules, shall we? Like not barging in this way, unannounced.

- I'm so sorry, I should have called. - Nah. It's your first day, so it's okay.

But let's call each other well in advance, from now on.

You know I don't even answer the phone when I'm reading.

Right...

We have other plans this evening,

so tell your husband to drop by later tonight.

- Yes, I will. We'll bring Gyeol as well. - Sure, you do that.

- Let's make it convenient for everyone. - Yes, Mother. So...

Right.

Aigoo... So clueless.

Gyeol, take a look here.

It might look all over the place, but what is this area, after all?

Height multiplied by the base, and divided by two.

Exactly. Because it still remains half a triangle, right?

So the answer is to be found in the question itself.

- Look at the time... Wow. - You said I should be asleep by 10.

You always tell me.

I did, but still...

You should have looked at the hakwon schedule before transferring him.