Qindao, Qiming Road.
An old lady led a little boy to the intersection.
The little boy looked only five or six years old. He pulled the old lady's hand and shouted, "Grandma, I want to go to the toy store. I want to buy a Pigman toy."
"Didn't you just buy Ultraman a few days ago? Why buy Pigman? "
"No, no, I want Pigman." The little boy shouted.
"No, I don't have money." The old lady said as she pulled the child across the road.
"You have money. Buy it for me. I want Pigman." The child let go of the old lady and sat on the ground.
"Nao Nao, get up. The ground is cold. When your parents come back, they will buy it for you." The old lady coaxed.
"You always say that. You only know how to lie to me. I don't want it. I want it now." The child shouted.
"Nao Nao, get up. If you catch a cold, you will need an injection." The old lady pulled the child up.
The child pushed her away and shouted as he ran, "Bad grandma, I don't like you anymore."
The child ran very fast. The old lady couldn't catch up at all.
"Nao Nao, don't run. Don't fall." The old lady shouted.
The more the old lady shouted, the faster the child ran. He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the old lady.
"If you don't buy me a toy, I won't go home with you."
The child ran very fast and soon pulled the old lady far away. He was also tired and stopped next to a black Volkswagen.
Then, the child picked up a stone and threw it again. However, he didn't throw accurately and hit the black Volkswagen.
A moment later, a man in his twenties walked out of the driver's seat and shouted, "Child, what are you doing? Did you smash my car?"
The child made a face. "You deserve it."
"Hey, you little kid. If you dare to smash again, I will hit you." The man threatened.
How could the child be afraid of him?
The more the man shouted, the angrier the child became. He picked up another stone and threw it at the car several times, leaving a few marks on the paint.
"Brat, you want to die." The man strode over and snatched the stone from the child's hand and threw it to the side.
"Boohoo …" The child cried.
"What are you doing? Why did you hit my grandson?" The old lady rushed over and protected the child on the side, pointing at the young man and scolding.
"Old lady, you came at the right time. Look at my car. Look at what your grandson has done," the man said.
"How can you say that my grandson did it? Do you have any evidence?" the old lady asked.
"He threw a stone just now. I saw it with my own eyes," the young man said.
"You saw it? Why didn't I see it? Do you have witnesses? Do you have a video? "The old lady snorted.
"Oh, you're right. There's no video here, and there's no witness." The young man sneered.
"Do you believe that I won't slap your grandson to death?"
"Don't you dare!" The old lady pulled the child aside with a vigilant look.
"Cut the crap and pay up," said the young man.
The old lady pouted. "I don't have money."
"If you don't have money, call his parents and ask them to send it over," the young man said.
"The child doesn't know any better. Do you have to be so calculative?" the old lady said sarcastically.
"The child doesn't know any better. You're also an adult. Your child scratched my car. You shouldn't pay up," the young man shouted.
"How can I pay you if I don't have money?"
"You think you're in the right?" The young man was also angry and pointed at the old lady's nose.
"Don't scare me. I have a heart disease. If I really lie on the ground, who knows who will pay?" the old lady shouted with her eyes wide open.
"You're an old scoundrel." The young man was so angry that he laughed.
"Bah, you're the scoundrel. Your whole family is scoundrel." The old lady was not a person who was willing to suffer losses. Seeing that there were many onlookers around, she became more confident.
"Ka …" At this moment, the door of the passenger seat opened. A man in his thirties got out of the car. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
"Xiao Gang, let's talk this out," the man said.
"Brother Liao, this old lady is taking advantage of her seniority."
"I heard everything. I'll handle it," Brother Liao said indifferently.
The old lady straightened her neck and said, "Yo, another man is here. These two men are ganging up to bully us."
"Auntie, don't say that. I didn't mean it that way," Brother Liao said with a smile.
"Then what do you mean? I don't have money anyway," the old lady said.
Brother Liao did not say anything. He squatted down and asked the little boy, "Little brother, what's your name?"
"I don't want to tell you," the little boy shouted with a sobbing tone.
"Uncle will show you a magic trick, okay?" As Brother Liao spoke, he opened his hands. There was nothing in his hands. Then, he rubbed his hands together and when he opened them again, there was a lollipop in his right hand.
The little boy's eyes widened, seemingly curious.
Brother Liao tore open the packaging of the lollipop. "Little brother, this is for you."
The little boy swallowed his saliva, took the lollipop, and put it in his mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Brother Liao reached out and touched the little boy's head. His face was filled with love.
"Sweet, delicious," the little boy said happily.
Seeing Brother Liao like this, the old lady was a little puzzled. She asked, "What are you trying to do?"
"It's not a big deal. I'm just afraid of scaring the child," Brother Liao said.
"Then we don't have to pay for the car, right?" the old lady asked.
"No need," Brother Liao said indifferently.
"Nao Nao, let's go." The old lady pulled her grandson and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute," Brother Liao shouted.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say that you don't have to pay for the car? You didn't keep your word. "The old lady frowned, afraid that he would go back on his words.
"My subordinate is insensible and almost scared the child. I'll apologize on his behalf," Brother Liao said as he took out a hundred yuan from his pocket.
"Little brother, you don't have to be afraid about the car. Uncle is giving you this hundred yuan. You can buy anything you want. Consider it our apology."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"Then can I buy a toy?" The little boy looked excited.
Brother Liao put the hundred yuan in the child's hand. "You can buy anything you want."
"That's great, I have money now. I can buy a toy," the child shouted excitedly.
The old lady was afraid that Brother Liao would go back on his words, so she quickly pulled the child away.
The child jumped up and down happily. "Grandma, I have money now. I can buy a Piggy Man."
"Nao Nao, give the money to Grandma. Grandma will keep it for you."
"No, no, I want to keep it myself. I want to buy a toy," the child shouted.
…
After watching the two leave, Xiao Gang was a little puzzled. "Brother Liao, I didn't want to cause trouble. It was this old lady who was unreasonable. It was her grandson who scratched my car …"
Brother Liao waved his hand and interrupted him. "I know, it's not your fault. I'll pay for the repair fees."
Xiao Gang was a little puzzled. "Why are you so nice to a child?"
Brother Liao smiled. "Doing good deeds will make people happy, right?"
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