Lin Tian stuffed the last mouthful of pancake into his mouth and turned to ask, "Boss, is this little boy here begging every day?"
"Basically, he's here begging every day; that's his job!" the shop owner said bluntly.
"I want to take him to a shelter, help him find his family!" Lin Tian wasn't speaking on a whim; he truly intended to do so.
The little boy, a five or six-year-old, should be in school receiving education, holding dreams of striving to serve his country.
Not standing here, dirty and humiliatingly begging.
If this goes on, this little boy's life will be ruined.
It's a person's entire life, just gone!!!
The shop owner shook his head, "Young man, I advise you to mind your own business!"
"Why?" Lin Tian retorted.
"Firstly, the little boy won't be able to leave with you, even if you manage to take him to a shelter, he will eventually return here!"
"He might end up worse off than he is now!"
