"Of course, I could actually just tell my daddy to give you money, but... if he gives you money and you squander it, then what? So, it's better to just find stable work for you. All of you are getting older. Get with the times… stop playing king of the castle in the mountains. It's childish and caveman-like. So, as long as you guys agree, I am willing to do this, I will definitely arrange for each of you to be properly taken care of. That way, for the second half of your lives, you will be able to put food on the table and clothes on your backs without worrying about the police at all. The most important thing is, you'll be able to leave this place and move to the city. "
"That's not a bad idea, but how can we trust you?" Big Beard looked at Little Bean as he asked.
