The little boy shouted, somewhat hysterically, "You are adults!"

"Why fight with a child?"

Xiao Xiao's hand gently brushed the young boy's hand.

The young boy felt a slight pain on the back of his hand and subconsciously loosened his fingers.

The corner of his clothes was pulled out by Xiao Xiao.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the wrinkles on his clothes, raised his eyes to look at the young boy, and said in a calm and cool tone, "Correction."

"It was you who stole grandma's little guy."

"this point-"

"Don't make a mistake."

...

The young boy's excitement froze.

His whole body was trembling slightly.

The hand that Xiao Xiao brushed away froze in the air, his fingers slightly closed, as if he was still holding something.

He pursed his lips and opened his wide red eyes full of disbelief.

"...I didn't rob."

He spoke word by word, with a bit of childish stubbornness on his face.

"Yes, you don't call this robbery."

Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "You call...stealing."

"I think stealing is wrong...you should know this, right?"

The little boy who had just been slightly stunned by the first half of the big brother's words suddenly had a face full of embarrassment and anger.

"I didn't steal!"

"Don't ask for help -"

"He is a thief."

Xiao Xiao knelt down again and looked directly into the young boy's red eyes with a somewhat stern gaze, "I think you should know the meaning of this sentence, right?"

"...I didn't steal."

The young boy turned his eyes away, and then seemed to feel that he felt guilty, so he looked back again.

Just his eyes drooped slightly.

"I found that little guy in my brother's sock bag."

"I discovered it."

"That's mine."

"It doesn't have a nameplate on it."

...

The young boy defended himself in a low voice.

"What a wayward child."

Xiao Xiao sighed softly.

Even now, are you still unwilling to admit your mistakes or hand over the little guy?

...

"I'm just a child."

The young boy muttered quite confidently.

"But, this is not the reason for your willfulness."

Xiao Xiao propped up his chin with one hand, "It's not an excuse for you to bully the old lady and not pay her back."

"No matter how much you like the little guy, you can't hide the little guy in private."

"Did you see it?"

"Grandma is so anxious and sad because her little one is missing."

"You saw it, but you still insisted on not returning the little guy to the old lady."

"What a selfish child."

"I'm not!"

The little boy denied it fiercely, "I'm not a selfish child!"

"I am a good kid!"

"Mom, Dad, and teachers all praise me so much."

"Then...if they know that you took grandma's little thing but refused to admit it or give it back to grandma, they-"

"Will your parents, as well as the teachers at school, still say that you are a good child?"

"They'll be disappointed in you, right?"

"No, I didn't!"

"No no......"

The young boy repeated words of denial.

"I think your parents, as well as the teachers at school, should have been teaching you to be a good boy who makes money and respects the elderly."

"It's not just money. Even if you pick up other things that others left behind, you still want them to return to their original owners, right?"

"Your parents have always believed in you. They all think that their children will not do anything other than take things from others and not return them."

"If they knew the truth..."

"How disappointed they must be."

"You betrayed their trust."

"You may not feel it now, but later on, you will find that you need to make a lot of efforts to restore this trust."

"If you don't tell them, will you regret what you did today when you grow up? Yes -"

"shut up!"

The little boy waved his hands wildly and screamed, "No, no, I don't!"

He kept denying it, but tears fell from the corners of the young boy's eyes.

In the past, the little boy had been doing nothing but thunder, and his eyes were red, but he never cried.

But now, the little boy is crying.

Big tears rolled out of my eyes and fell continuously from my cheeks.

The little boy still stubbornly opened his eyes wide and tried not to make any sound, but the tears came even more fiercely.

It seemed that he couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly. The young boy rubbed his eyes roughly and wiped the tears on his face.

The little boy's eyes were red, the corners of his eyes were red, and there were red marks on the left and right of his cheeks.

His face was in a mess.

"Crying can't solve anything."

Xiao Xiao's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Wow~!"

The little boy cried hysterically.

Loud, devastating, sad.

After a while, the young boy's immature voice became somewhat hoarse.

...

"This...Master Xiao?"

The old man couldn't sit still anymore, so she stood up from her seat and walked over with a slight stagger due to her haste.

Face full of worry.

Xiao Xiao didn't speak. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the door as if he was aware of it.

The next second, "Bang~"

The door was pushed open hard.

"Xiao Yi!"
To be continued...