Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Jian Ruocheng said: "Okay, you just hit him. I'll give you the money for this steamed bun."

After finishing speaking, he gave the shop's little two two dollars.

The second person in the store still couldn't figure out the situation, but it would be nice to get the money back, so he thanked him and walked 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, his eyes were large and extraordinarily bright, with fierce eyes like a wolf.

She was startled by the child's eyes.

Jian Ruocheng frowned when he saw such a pair of eyes, but he stepped forward and said, "Why, you are not convinced?"

"..."

"I let Xiao Er beat you because you should beat you when you are a thief."

"..."

"If you steal steamed buns this time, someone will hit you; if you steal gold and silver in the future, someone will cut your head!"

He said this so loudly that even Nan Yan listened to it, but the child's eyes suddenly turned red, as if tears were gushing out, and he refused to fall, only biting his lower lip and lowered his head.

Nan Yan felt softer, and hurriedly said, "Okay, you just need to know what you are wrong."

The child slowly got up from the ground. Nan Yan had just been hit hard by him. At this time, he saw that the child’s body was wounded everywhere, and there were even a few blood holes in his wrist. He said hurriedly:" What's wrong? Why are you hurting so much?"

"..."

The child didn't look up, but gritted his teeth and said: "Fighting."

He spoke in a low voice. Although he was still young, he didn't sound like a child anymore, and he also had a fierce and fierce air like his eyes.

Nanyan Road: "Who to fight with?"

"The one who grabbed my food."

After speaking, he raised his head and glared at Jian Ruocheng again.

Jian Ruocheng recovered a bit, and Nan Yan said hurriedly, "You came to steal because you were robbed of the food?"

The child bit his lower lip and said nothing.

"..."

Nan Yan sighed lightly and said, "But, you shouldn't steal it."

Although her words didn't make much sense, they were gentle and amiable, and her appearance was extremely beautiful. The child looked up at her, and her eyes were not as fierce as before.

He stalked for a while before he said, "I don't need to eat, but my mother is hungry."

"You stole it for your mother. What about her?"

"sick."

"Then, what about your father?"

"..."

Seeing that the child was silent, Nan Yan understood.

She thought about it, and raised her head to Jian Ruocheng and said, "Master Jian, can you lend me some more money?"

Jian Ruocheng glanced at her, and naturally understood what she meant, and took out the purse without saying anything, but after looking at it, there were only ten dollars left.

He smiled bitterly: "I didn't bring out much."

Nan Yan nodded and took all ten money and stuffed it to the child.

The child was holding on, but Nan Yan's slender hands grasped his dark and dirty hands, stained with soot and mud, but it made him feel as if he was defiled by himself.

He dared not move at once.

Nan Yan said softly: "We don't have a lot of money, so I will give it to you. Don't steal anything in the future, it will really hurt others and yourself."

The child looked up at her, then looked at Jian Ruocheng, without speaking, suddenly jumped out between the two of them and ran out of sight.

Nan Yan watched the child's back disappear at the end of the long street, sighed, and said, "It's really pathetic."

Jian Ruocheng also watched for a while, then looked back at the restaurant and said, "Okay, let's go in."