Only then did Jian Ruocheng say: "Okay, just hit him once. I'll give you the money for the steamed bun."
After finishing speaking, he gave the shop waiter two dollars.
The waiter in the shop still couldn't figure out the situation, but it would be nice to have the money back, so he thanked him and went in again.
At this moment, the child raised his head.
Nan Yan saw his eyes at a glance. Although his face was dark and thin, those eyes were big and extraordinarily bright, with fierce eyes, like a wolf.
She was frightened by the child's eyes.
Seeing such eyes, Jian Ruocheng frowned slightly, but he took a step forward and said, "Why, are you not convinced?"
"..."
"I asked the waiter to beat you because you should be beaten if you are a thief."
"..."
"This time, someone will beat you for stealing steamed buns; in the future, someone will behead you for stealing gold and silver!"
He spoke so loudly that even Nan Yan could hear him, but the child's eyes turned red all of a sudden, as if tears were welling up, but he refused to let them fall, he just bit his lower lip and lowered his head.
Nan Yan's heart became softer, and she hurriedly said: "Okay, you just need to know your mistakes."
Only then did the child slowly get up from the ground, Nan Yan was hit hard by him just now, only then did he see that the child's body was covered with wounds, and there were even a few bloody cuts on his wrist, and he hurriedly said: " What's the matter? Why are you so injured?"
"..."
The child didn't look up, just gritted his teeth and said, "It was a fight."
His voice was very deep, although he was still young, he sounded no longer a child's voice, and also had a vicious, ferocious look like his eyes.
Nan Yan said: "Who are you fighting with?"
"The person who robbed me of food."
After speaking, he raised his head and glared at Jian Ruocheng.
Only then did Jian Ruocheng come back to his senses, Nan Yan hurriedly said, "You came to steal things because you were robbed of your food?"
The child bit his lower lip and said nothing.
"..."
Nan Yan sighed lightly, and said, "But, it shouldn't be stolen."
Although her words didn't make sense, but she was gentle and amiable, and her appearance was extremely beautiful. The child looked up at her, and his eyes were not as fierce as before.
He lingered for a while before saying, "I don't need to eat, but my mother is hungry."
"You stole it for your mother. What about her?"
"sick."
"Then, where's your father?"
"..."
Seeing that the child was silent, Nan Yan somewhat understood.
She thought for a while, then raised her head and said to Jian Ruocheng, "Master Jian, can you lend me some more money?"
Jian Ruocheng glanced at her, and naturally understood what she meant, and took out the money bag without saying much, but after looking at it, there were only ten coins left.
He smiled wryly, "I didn't bring much out."
Nan Yan nodded, and took all ten coins and handed them to the child.
The child was reluctant at first, but Nanyan's snow-white slender hands grabbed his black and dirty hands, which were stained with soot and mud, but it made him feel as if he had been stained by himself.
He didn't dare to move immediately.
Nan Yan said softly: "We don't have much money, so I'll give it to you. No matter what, don't steal anything from now on. It will really harm others and yourself."
The child looked up at her, then at Jian Ruocheng again, without saying a word, suddenly jumped out from between the two of them, and ran away without a trace.
Nan Yan watched the child's back disappear at the end of the long street, sighed, and said, "It's really pitiful."
Jian Ruocheng also looked at it for a while, then looked back at the restaurant, and said, "Okay, let's go in."