Chapter 238

Their conversation attracted the attention of the old men playing chess. Even the children playing on their skateboards paused to look at Matthew talking with the man. It was almost as if this was a miracle. The man sensed this and looked at Matthew, saying, "Tell me, who is the fool here for bringing me along for food? You, or me?" The man was acting weirdly. Matthew said crossly, "Well, I'm no fool." The man scoffed. "I'm no fool either because there's a fool paying for my food." He had imitated Matthew's tone. It was simply aggravating. Matthew rubbed his nose. This guy had probably resorted to digging through the trash for food because of his mouth. They left the front yard, and Matthew walked toward a nearby pasta shop. However, the man stopped him by saying, "I won't eat from here. It tastes horrible." Matthew believed that taking someone out to eat meant catering to their tastes, so he didn't argue with him. "Lead the way then." The man quickened his footsteps and brought