"Alright, you go ahead and clean up!" Lin Dade waved his hand, "I need to take them to find the landlord first, they'll be staying here for a couple of days too."
"Oh, come over and sit for a while later." The woman took the vegetables and ran into the kitchen to tidy up.
Meanwhile, Lin Dade called Ye Qing and Old Wang Ba to follow him, first heading to a room next door. At the doorway sat a little girl around five or six years old with black eyes that sparkled, looking extremely cute. Sadly, she was very thin; the face that should have been chubby was sunken. Covered in mud and with her face also smeared with dirt, she looked like a little beggar, which was heartbreaking.
Lin Dade bent down, squatted in front of her, and asked, "Ding Ding, how is your mom feeling today?"
"It still hurts a lot," the girl Ding Ding replied softly.