The owner of the bun shop looked at the palm of his hand in shock, his mind unable to react for a moment. Why did the money suddenly disappear in the palm of his hand?
Could it be that it fell under the table?
The bun shop owner was thinking as he bent down to search. The moment he bent down, he saw the little feet moving in front of the table.
The owner of the bun shop was not a fool. He knew that he had been tricked. He straightened up and looked around, only to see the little boy running away with a basket full of buns in his arms.
"Catch the thief! Catch the thief who stole the buns!" Baozi Pu shouted loudly. At this time, he had no intention of looking for the strange-looking silver coin. He picked up a large rolling pin as thick as a child's arm and chased the little boy. past.
"Let's go! Follow her and have a look." Daolin pulled Xiaoru and chased after her.
Xiaoru also followed Daolin nervously. She didn't want to see such a thick rolling pin fall on the little boy.
Daolin's pace was neither fast nor slow. He would not catch up with the bun shop owner, nor would he be thrown away.
"Should we stop the boss? Don't let him break the child." Xiaoru said with some worry. She originally wanted to go directly, but it seemed that Daolin didn't have this idea, so she wanted to consult Daolin. Views.
"Don't worry, let's take a look and see how this thing is going. Don't worry, I will definitely save the child at the critical moment." Dolin comforted him.
To be honest, he didn't understand Xiaoru. She was obviously a Creation Realm warrior and wanting to save the child was probably as simple as a thought, but now she was begging for herself like a little girl.
Xiaoru calmed down after hearing Daolin's assurance, but she still acted nervous.
Daolin raised a hand and placed it on Xiaoru's shoulder. Xiaoru turned her head to look at Daolin in confusion. She felt a soft infuriating energy entering her body along her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Xiaoru asked doubtfully.
"I want to see if you are a real warrior. You are obviously a great master, but you will mess up your sense of proportion over such a trivial matter." Dolin said very seriously, his expression was very serious.
"Do you know what my title is?" Xiaoru asked.
"What is it?" Daolin has never heard Xiaoru say it.
"My title is Kirigakure. This is actually my first time on a mission. I was just pretending to be aloof before. I'm afraid that if I'm not aloof, I'll be bullied by the Li family." Xiaoru said, revealing her true feelings.
Daolin released his grip on Xiaoru's shoulder, then patted her gently and said, "As long as we cut off contact with them, we will be your family."
Xiaoru nodded. She suddenly panicked. Because of what happened just now, the bun shop owner had disappeared.
"Oops, the person is missing." Xiaoru exclaimed.
"Don't worry, it's right in front. It just turned left." Daolin comforted him and chased after Xiaoru.
There is an abandoned temple outside the town. Judging from the degree of dilapidation, it must have been abandoned for many years.
The little boy ran all the way into the ruined temple with the cage in his arms. He pushed open the crooked temple door with his feet.
"Xiao Yin! Xiao Yin! Come quickly with your brothers and sisters, there are freshly steamed hot buns!" The little boy started shouting as soon as he entered the temple.
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Hearing the little boy's voice, a large group of children ran out of the Buddhist hall. They were all wearing tattered cotton-padded jackets and they were all young.
"Brother Lin! Brother Lin!" Seeing the basket held by the little boy, the children gathered around happily, shouting the little boy's name.
"Come on! Everyone has something to eat today!" The little boy placed the basket under the old pine tree in the garden and lifted the quilt covering the basket. Suddenly a wave of heat rose up, and the aroma of the steamed buns made the child They kept twitching their noses.
Even though the food was placed in front of them, they did not move. Instead, they lined up in a long line consciously, waiting for the little boy named Brother Lin to distribute it to them.
"Xiao Yin, you eat one first." Brother Lin picked up a meat bun and handed it to Xiao Yin.
Xiao Yin excitedly took it and went to the side to devour it.
"Xiao Yin, take one too." He then picked up another one and handed it to Xiao Yin. Xiao Yin smiled sweetly at Brother Lin after taking it.
"Xiaowu, come here!"
"Xiao Keren, this is yours."
"Shen Yan, this is for you."
The little boy named Brother Lin distributed steamed buns to his younger brothers and sisters one by one. He was also very hungry, but he wanted to make sure that all his younger brothers and sisters got their share.
When the last person received the buns, there were only three buns left in the big cage.
"Whoever doesn't have enough to eat can come and get it." Brother Lin shouted to his younger brothers and sisters. He would only eat after making sure that no one would eat again. He could be hungry for another day, but his younger brothers and sisters would not be hungry.
"Brother Lin, eat it while it's hot. We're all full." The little girl, Xiao Yin, said softly, and the other children also shouted for Brother Lin to eat quickly.
Seeing that his brothers and sisters stopped eating, he picked up a bun. Before the bun could reach his mouth, the dilapidated temple door was kicked open, and the already crooked door fell to the ground.
"Okay! I found you!" The bun shop owner pointed at Brother Lin with a rolling pin and shouted.
The children were frightened by this scene. They screamed and retreated to the door of the Buddhist temple, as if the shabby Buddhist temple could protect them.
"It's you trash! Don't learn from others! Be like others and steal things!" the bun shop owner shouted loudly.
Brother Lin put the uneaten buns back into the basket. He walked slowly in front of his younger brothers and sisters, blocking the frightened children behind him.
"You can't talk nonsense, I gave you money!" Brother Lin raised his head and said.
"You fart! That's a cover-up! I didn't receive the money at all! Stealing is stealing! You stole it and you still don't admit it. Now that both people have stolen the goods, I'm going to arrest you and go to the official!" The bun shop owner said as he raised his hand Rolling pin.
When Brother Lin heard that he was going to see the official, he immediately panicked. It would be okay for him to go in and get a beating, but if he was locked up, these brothers and sisters would all starve to death.
He raised his hands and said, "I beg you, don't report it to the official. I will compensate you!"
"Compensation? What do you want to compensate?" the bun shop owner said with a cold snort.
"I'll work for you and pay with my labor," Brother Lin begged.
The owner of the bun shop was obviously angry. He put the rolling pin on Brother Lin's shoulder and said, "Your calculations are really loud. I can hear them clearly in the bun shop. You give me a lot of work and I have to give you." You take care of the food, and then it will be convenient for you to steal my buns."
"I don't. I just want my younger brothers and sisters to have enough to eat. If I am imprisoned, they will starve to death!" Brother Lin suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the bun shop owner and yelled.
The bun shop owner was obviously startled by his sudden roar. He took a step back, and the rolling pin slipped from Brother Lin's shoulder and hit the ground.
The owner of the bun shop looked past Brother Lin and landed on the frightened children. It was just the Chinese New Year and it was still cold in March. He felt sad when he looked at these children wearing tattered clothes.
"I won't do this next time. Next time you want to eat steamed buns, come help me and use your strength in exchange!" After the boss of the steamed bun shop said, he walked under the pine tree, picked up the basket, and stuffed the three remaining steamed buns into Brother Lin's arms. Then he left with the rolling pin.
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