"Hey, little beggar." The little fat man held a toy machete in his hand and raised his fingers at her.

The little beggar turned his head and looked at him timidly.

"Do you want to eat a big steamed bun?" The little fat man rolled his eyes and took out a white steamed bun like magic.

The little beggar's eyes suddenly lit up and he kept swallowing saliva.

"I want to eat steamed buns..."

The little fat man chuckled, "Then come here."

The little beggar ran over quickly.

"Brother, I want to eat steamed buns..."

But the little fat man hid the steamed bun behind his back, held his head high and said, "If you want to eat the steamed bun, you have to lie down on the ground and let me ride the big horse."

"When I have fun, I will give you a big steamed bun to eat. Otherwise, you will never get a big steamed bun."

The little beggar licked his lips and nodded: "Okay, then brother means what he says."
Chapter completed!