"Is it that her father doesn't care for her?" Shen Siyuan asked.
"More than just doesn't care... sigh..." The middle-aged woman sighed.
She glanced towards the direction of the picnic table, then said, "Did she ask you to take her in? Don't mind it, she asks that of everyone who gives her something to eat."
"It's okay, but what about her father?" Shen Siyuan continued to inquire.
"Her father is a loafer, doesn't care about the daughter at all. If he has a bit of money, he'd rather buy cigarettes than spend a penny on her. At first, her grandfather took care of her, but later he fell out with her father and went to the south to work. Since then, no one has looked after her. Her father often leaves for one or two months without returning. The villagers pity her, so at meal times, they give her something to eat..."
"What about her mother?"
