The Gods' Decree 3 An Act Of Benevolence

"Tafari I see you have been beaten once More, child when will you learn to avoid those that are up to no good "

Mr Ming stated as he looked at him rubbing his bruises.

"Sigh, go and let little sue rub some ointment on them to help them heal and start your work for the day. After you can eat some of the leftover from the day meals."

" Make sure to eat some meat and vegetables too.I swear how the wind has not blown you away only the G.o.ds Know."

"walking around with them chicken legs and your knees. .h.i.tting together like Moracas "

Mr Ming laughed and pat him on the should. Tafari smiled and replied

" old senior Ming how am I suppose to grow to my full potential on these 'subst.i.tute' meats I see you providing your guest. "

"Flaunting around saying you sell premium meats that has been imported from lands far grander beyond the city walls. let us not forget who gave you the link to Teng's butcher up in the north west corner."

sack...

Tafari held on his head with a big smile on his face. Mr Ming had a smug look on his face as he replied

" I said the meat are premium from the outside and yes I source it from the Teng but I never lied"

He coughed and said

" All meats have their origins from somewhere else and those beast meats are no different."

" They may not directly come from outside and are herded, but their ancestors certainly did and were of premium quality. Though the generation gap was not mention it does apply"

They both looked at each other and started to burst into laughter.

" I hear you old senior Ming "

Tafari replied as he headed inside.

After he reached inside he headed to where little Sue was. As it was night she was stacking the plates for him to start the was.h.i.+ng up. She saw him all covered in bruises and had little worried look on her face.

Little sue was old senior Ming's youngest daughter and was 16. she is engaged to be married to a scholar in couple of months.

"Tafari two days of being given a good dusting, I see you are still up to no good once again. What did you do this time to warrant this amount of beating, or should I ask what did you steal?" asked little sue.

"I did nothing at all Big sis sue I swear". He put on his baby face innocent smile.

"i was just goodly minding my own business when I saw some members of the Bing gang pestering some females and males on the street."

" Being the man of honour I am, how could I possibly watch that happen and not do anything" he smugly replied.

"so after i hid and saw them stealing the purses from the young ladies and their male counterparts. I saw them pool all their loot and put it in a cattle made bag. "

"I remembered glimpses of heroic feets from knights In s.h.i.+ning armours in the books I read . In my mind i thought I would save them from their beating but after all I am but one man".

"so I had a change of heart and then two choices were posed to me. I had the choice of leaving them to their beating, or leave them to their beating and at least ' carrying' their collected belonging with me for safe keeping until it could be returned."

He continued with a righteous tone.

" Seeing the pitiful faces of those that lost their belonging, I had a moment of benevolence and decided to secure their belongs for them. So I pouced when no one was looking"

"who would have thought that they had recruiting new members ? As soon as I grabbed the loot and reached the corner. "

" I was stopped by some of their members." I was chased and beaten up each time they caught me."

A wronged looked started to show on his face as he spoke.

"Sigh.... I tell you big sis Sue, it is hard for a man to do good in these time. I swear that is the last time I try to do any more n.o.ble acts.The ends surely doesn't justify the means".

He ended his speech with a shake of the head.

Little sue shook her head as she listen to his story .She knew what he was like, as he has always been like this. Robbing the gangs of their loot and then hiding like a mouse.

No matter how much she and her father spoke and encouraged him to to stop, he would still take part in his acts.

He started was.h.i.+ng with a smug look on his face as he went about it. she understood him somewhat though. He was only a kid and even though he seem a bit mature, sometimes when he speaks he was still a kid.

Kids liked mischieve and he was just the mischievous type sometimes. In his eyes he was surviving how he should.He did this by doing what he had to, although it was indeed dangerous.