"You...you...don't cry," Chen Dong said, flustered, "Sister! Come quickly, she's crying."
After a series of footsteps, the woman's voice was heard again: "Look what you've done, you made her cry."
"I didn't, she just started crying on her own."
Qianning struggled to stand up, dragging her feet: "I should go, I can't be a burden to you like this."
"What are you talking about!" Sister Chen immediately pulled her back, "How can you leave in this state? Forget finding someone to help, this is a small village, you wouldn't make it to a second doorstep without falling several times."
"Then, Sister, we keep her here until she remembers her past, or until her sight returns, and then we let her find her family."
"Exactly, exactly. Stay here," Sister Chen said, holding onto Qianning.
