Chapter 145 - Walking Alone In The Big City (2) (1/2)
*Grumbleeeee*
With so much crying and running around, Siying felt hungry. He touched his stomach and pursed his lips. If he was at home now, he would have been eating the delicious food made by Xinyi. She would have lovingly fed him herself. Tears plopped on the ground, and he rubbed his eyes.
”Siying not go home...Mama Dada doesn't want Siying…” he sniffled. ”Siying is a bad boy…”
In front of him, he saw a street shop which sold sandwiches. His mouth watered, seeing the delicious sandwiches cooked right in front of him. He trotted his way and tugged the shop owner.
He looked down and was surprised to see a little boy. ”Who are you?”
Siying stared at him silently.
The owner frowned. ”Why are you staring at me like that? I am quite busy, you know. What do you want?”
Siying's gaze shifted at the sandwich.
”You want to eat a sandwich?”
He nodded. His stomach grumbled again.
The owner was suspicious if this little boy even had money to pay. But looking at his good branded clothes, he guessed he was from a well-fed family.
This rich kid would surely have money on him.
”Alright. Which one do you want? Look at the menu and choose.”
Siying's brows furrowed and he got confused. The menu had many items listed in it and he still couldn't read Mandarin that well. He tried to read but couldn't understand half of what was written.
”Quick!”
He got startled and pointed at a random sandwich.
”Alright.”
The owner quickly whipped a sandwich while Siying watched him doing his job with a sparkling gaze. He had never seen anything like this before.
The owner asked, ”Six Yuan.”
Siying eagerly raised his hand to take his sandwich, but the owner shifted it away. ”Six Yuan first.”
Siying furrowed his brows as he didn't understand what he was saying.
He turned impatient. ”Hand over the money quickly. I have other work to do too.”
”Money?” His small face was puzzled.
”Yes, money. With which you buy things. Give six Yuan and take the sandwich.”
”Siying no money…”
”Huh?” The owner took out a bill and showed it to him. ”You don't have this with you?”
Siying shook his head.
The owner's face darkened. ”What? So I made this sandwich for nothing? If you don't have money, then why did you come here!? I am not giving anything for free!”
He harshly raised his voice that jolted Siying again just like that time when the man got angry at him for bumping into him.
”Waaaa…” he burst into tears. Twice in one day, two people got mad at him and he didn't even understand why. He looked at the sandwich with a teary gaze. ”Siying hungry…”