As he said that, he turned around and looked into the store. There were a few individual customers inside. Among them was a middle-aged couple who looked like they had such a big child. But those two people glanced at the door and immediately turned away. , obviously not the child's parents.

"Where are your parents?" The pink shop owner looked away and asked.

Yang Baobao shook his head and couldn't help but swallow his saliva while looking at the soup in front of him.

"Want to eat? Do you have money?" the noodle shop owner asked again.

Yang Baobao looked at him, shook his head, and nodded again.

The owner of the noodle shop was confused. He put a big spoon on it and said impatiently: "Are there any? My noodle is cheap, one yuan for a bowl, you can add any amount you want."

Yang Baobao didn't move his head this time, just staring at the bowls in front of him.

The owner of the pink shop was completely impatient, especially when he saw customers coming from behind, a family of four, so he didn't bother to care about him and turned around to greet those customers.

The family of four is a couple, a grandmother and a grandson. The grandson is still young and cannot eat one bowl, so he only has three bowls.

The owner of the noodle shop was very fast, hot noodle, adding ingredients, and typing. In less than five minutes, three bowls of noodle were produced. Because it was too hot, he could only bring them over one bowl at a time.

Who would have thought that just after he picked up a bowl and turned around, Yang Baobao, who had been watching over there, suddenly stepped forward to pick up one of the two remaining bowls on the chopping board, turned around and ran away.

When the customers in the pink shop saw it, they pointed at him and exclaimed: "Boss, your pink."

The owner of the noodle shop looked back and saw Yang Baobao running away with a bowl. He subconsciously shouted: "Boy, what are you doing! Stealing!"

Because there was still a bowl in his hand, he didn't chase after it, he just yelled.

But Yang Baobao was so frightened that he shivered. The bowl was already very hot, so a lot of the soup spilled out and landed on the back of his hand. When his hand shook in pain, the bowl in his hand was smashed. It fell to the ground and fell apart instantly, with soup powder scattered all over the floor.

"Ouch, who's that damn kid? You don't learn well at a young age, you just steal things, and you ruin my job. Are you going to kill me?!"

Although the owner of the noodle shop felt distressed after stealing a bowl of noodles, the cost was less than one yuan, so the loss was a loss. However, in business, it is very taboo to break the bowl. The implication is the same as smashing his job.

He was so angry that he put the bowl in his hand on the table next to him, cursed and chased after him, and slapped Yang Baobao on the back, who was still staring at the soup powder sprinkled on the ground. , the photo made him stagger forward, and when he was about to pounce, he picked up his crotch and dragged him towards the store.

"Come on, come back with me. If your parents don't come and explain this matter, don't even think about leaving!" The owner of the pink shop said angrily while dragging him away.

Of course, Yang Baobao was unwilling. He screamed and waved his hands and feet. Finally, he hugged the pink shop owner's arm, put it to his mouth and took a hard bite.

He bit hard, as if he was about to take a bite of meat. The noodle shop owner yelled and waved his hands to shake him off, but Yang Baobao refused to let go, and even bit out blood marks. The noodle shop owner was hurt Unable to hold on any longer, he slapped him with the other hand.

He hit her very hard, and immediately left a red slap mark on Yang Baobao's fat face.

Yang Baobao was a little dazed after being beaten, and finally let go. He sat on the ground and cried loudly.

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