C64 Poor Little Girl

The little girl looked to be around eleven or twelve years old. She was rather thin and was wearing a long white dress. She sat in the corner and cried like a pear blossom. It was very heartbreaking.

Zhang Xiaojian's car stopped by the side of the road. Unexpectedly, before he could even leave, a bareheaded worker appeared from the corner with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Stop, fine