Boss Xie took advantage of Xie Wanghe coming closer and grabbed him by the arm. Then he scolded him irritably, "So what if watermelons are cheap? Can't our family afford one? You actually went and stole a watermelon!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and smacked Xie Wanghe on the bottom.
Xie Wanghe hadn't expected his dad to be trying to beat him. He knew shouting for help wouldn't do any good, and it might just make his friends laugh at him.
So he struggled with all his might. After a great deal of effort, he finally broke free of Boss Xie's grasp and ran straight into his room.
Boss Xie had been soaking his feet, so he didn't get up to chase after him. He just cursed angrily, "You little brat! If you steal anything again, I'll break your legs!"
Wang Yue had seen it clearly: Boss Xie had stopped only because, after a few smacks, he couldn't bear to keep going. Otherwise, Xie Wanghe definitely wouldn't have gotten away.
After Wanghe went inside, Boss Xie settled back down and said earnestly to Wang Yue, "Little Yue, you can't learn that kind of thing from him, or I'll beat you too.
"And don't worry about finding your family. If we can't find them, you can work with me. You seem pretty sharp, so you'll never have to worry about food or clothes when you grow up."
"I understand, Uncle Xie! I'm going to bed!"
Wang Yue thanked Boss Xie with a smile, then went to Xie Wanghe's room.
When Xie Wanghe heard the door, he had already climbed onto the table. He had been about to jump out, but when he saw it was Wang Yue, he relaxed.
As he climbed down from the table, he noticed Wang