Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Chapter 184 Love Hidden in the Details

"I'm not, I'm not." Yijiu pushed back, and the fruits in the basket fell to all directions, except for the apple that stood next to Yijiu. "I didn't steal anything, and I'm not a thief, I'm not."

"You're not?" The burly man approached step by step, smiling, "You're not a thief, could it be that such a good thing as an apple just slipped into your hands?"

Yijiu immediately picked up the apple, the fruit of courage in his heart.

Zengjun was also silent, "This apple was really given to him by Wushi, and it also has my certification. Who is in favor and who is against it?"

But it's useless. Zengjun is just looking at memories, so no one will pay attention to him.

The burly man approached step by step, while the onlookers picked up other fruits around them. They were definitely not going to get the apple.

"Hey? What are you doing?" asked a fruit vendor, looking at the hand of a man who was secretly touching the pears on his stall.

He quickly put the pear back. "Oh, I thought my arms were so long that I could touch the pear on the ground. Haha."

The people nearby looked at him with contempt in their eyes.

"Where's Hanima?" The boss came to him and said, "What a disaster!"

Then the people around the man pushed the thief to the ground and gave him a lesson. The scene was very messy and cruel. Everyone nearby could not help but leave footprints of love on him.

Zengjun also took a look at the excitement, which also reminded Zengjun and Yijiu that if they could not prove their innocence, Yijiu would be the next person to feel it.

"I'm really not a thief," Yijiu backed away holding the apple.

The sturdy man slowly approached and said, "Alas, I really didn't wrong you, hahahaha"

The person who was stepped on on the other side was also screaming.

Zengjun saw it all and said, "It seems that there is zero tolerance for thieves here." He looked up at Yijiu and said, "What are you going to do?"

"You're just stronger than me, so you don't care whether I'm wronged or not." Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Yijiu stood near the beaten thief.

And the battlefield over there was really a lot of fists hitting flesh and kicks hitting hard.

The people around wanted to throw Yijiu to the thief with solid evidence, but when they saw the strong man handling it, they thought it would be better to continue educating the real thief.

"The strong should humiliate the weak. Besides, I just happen to be getting rid of harm for the people. It has nothing to do with strength or weakness," the strong man said, stopping in front of him.

The strong man also wanted to see if the child could prove his innocence, because if he hurt an innocent child, it would damage his own reputation if the news got out.

"But I'm really not a thief. This was given to me by my friend Wu Shi."

"Oh? You still have a chance to meet him? I'm not even qualified." The sturdy man smiled, obviously not believing it.

"Forget it, it seems you can't prove yourself." The sturdy man raised his right hand, ready to throw a right hook, 'I'm going to teach you how to be clean with your hands and feet, oh no, I'm going to beat you to death, hehe'

"Stop!" a middle-aged man's voice stopped the strong man.

"Are there any accomplices?" The sturdy man turned around and looked for the source of the sound.

Wushi's seventh uncle stood up and said, "I know him. He was with my Wushi not long ago."

The sturdy man raised his hands respectfully and said, "Is that so? It seems like this is just a misunderstanding. Let's all go, let's go."

"So this is ah"

"Look, I told you I was wronged, but you still don't believe me~"

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the real thief was pulled to the other side and beaten.

"Thank you," Yijiu hugged the apple tightly and thanked him.

"No need. Come back when you've made it in life. At least change into some decent clothes." After saying that, he walked towards home.

The crowd gradually returned to normal. Nothing happened here?

Yijiu went from having a basket of fruits to only having the apple in his hand. The apple also had some dents on it from having fallen on the ground, just like Yijiu's heart. Only those who have wronged you will know how wronged you are.

So what? Nothing should have happened here? Yes, nothing happened here, what about bullying children? Is there such a thing?

Yijiu had no choice but to hold the only apple left in Qingbai's arms and go back to the wooden house, swallowing his anger.

Zengjun continued to follow behind Yijiu, "Evaluation? No evaluation"

Zengjun just followed behind Yijiu, and Yijiu walked back relying on his memory.

As he walked, he finally returned to the fields he was very familiar with. It was very quiet there and there was less noise.

Yijiu was walking back with an apple in his arms. The wooden house was Yijiu's only residence and he had no choice. No matter how wronged he felt, he had to eat.

Yijiu opened the wooden door and saw his mother cooking porridge.

Yijiu held the apple in his hand and walked to her side. "Mom, what day is today? You can't eat so well."

"Is porridge good?" Songjun walked to the porridge, which was boiling. The porridge did not float in the water. "Porridge is good..."

She touched Yijiu's little head with her left hand and said, "Today is a big day, the day you were born."

"My birthday? It's been so long since I celebrated it." Yijiu didn't know if it was a rhetorical question or gratitude, more like both.

It’s like when someone gives you a cake and sings birthday to you on your birthday. You really want to thank him, but you still hold back and don’t tell him that today is not your birthday.

Of course, how can I remember my birthday as well as my mother? It’s not the same for me to celebrate my birthday on the day my mother says it is.

"Yes, Mom remembers it clearly," she said gently, noticing the apple in Yijiu's hand, "What is that? Where did you get it? Did you steal it?"

Yijiu handed the apple to his mother, "This is an apple. My best friend gave it to me. I didn't steal it. I just followed my mother's teachings."

She touched Yijiu's head and said, "Good boy, it's good that you didn't steal it. Mom is also very happy that you have a friend. Always remember that we don't steal, we don't rob, we do our best and do everything with a clear conscience."

Zengjun also listened to these words, "You made me miss my mother a little bit. Both my biological mother and stepmother want me to become stronger so that I am qualified to see them and have the ability to protect them so that they will not be bullied by anyone."

"Give it to mom." Yijiu held up the apple. "I heard from my friends that this is called the courage fruit. After eating it, you will have courage and will not be afraid of anything."

"Mom will find you a knife later. Just a few tastings will be enough."

"Mom, just eat half at least. It doesn't matter if you take away half of my courage," Yijiu said sensibly.

After a while, she brought the porridge to the table with a rag.

Go find a knife for Yijiu.

Yijiu sat on a small broken chair waiting for his mother to find the knife, with his back to her, looking at the apple.

Yijiu looked at the crystal clear apple in his hand, as if it was really picked carefully for him by Zengjun.

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