The compassionate shop owner had taken immense pity on his frail state. She had only allowed him to do minor, safe tasks like bringing fresh water or clean spoons to the seated customers.
Even though the poor woman had been deeply afraid that she would get arrested by the authorities for illegal child labor, Noah had managed to convince her back then that it wouldn't count as child labor if he was just doing small, simple things.
Although Noah had been incredibly small back then, he had always been exceptionally smart—far too smart for his tender age.
He swiped to another video, which showed a young boy eating quietly in the dark corner of an abandoned, empty street. Noah remembered this specific timeline too.
He had bought those small buns after the restaurant woman had paid him much more generously than the actual amount he was supposed to earn for his labor.
