The little girl's pitiful appearance drew everyone's condemning gaze toward the shopkeeper.
"What are you doing?"
"She's just a little kid..."
"Why are you being so mean to her?"
"She's a thief!"
The shopkeeper said indignantly.
He reached out. "Take out the fruit you stole!"
"I didn't!"
The child wasn't wearing much.
"Mom, you're not a thief."
She was just angry.
"You really didn't take it!"
Child's Mom's expression turned stern, and her voice rose. "And you still want to frame your child?"
But the crowd's anger was hard to withstand.
There was nothing inside.
Seeing her chance, Child's Mom pulled her child toward her.
"Let go!"
"Yeah."
"That's just making things worse."
Child's Mom looked into her child's eyes. "Don't lie to Mom."
The hand he'd pointed at the mother and daughter was trembling slightly.
Child's Mom couldn't help raising her voice.
But seeing that Child's Mom seemed genuinely angry about his claim that her child had stolen something...
At that moment, no one was paying attention to the sugar-roasted chestnuts scattered all over the ground.
"Niu Niu!"
"I don't want to make a fuss over this."
"It's just an apple."
"From the way he was acting, I thought he was going to hit the kid."
The child hadn't taken this shopkeeper's apple.
As long as Child's Mom didn't shield her child, they could still talk things out.
Then she blurted out, "Impossible!"
Could the child have acted on her own?
But who knew whether one of her neighbors or acquaintances nearby had seen what happened...
Many people felt the same way and nodded.
"That kid's really pitiful."
This shopkeeper was making a baseless accusation!
"Just pay me for the apple."
"Little one, don't lie."
"You said the child took