
"About where should I find my parents father?" hua Li asked who turned her eyes to her foster father.
"This is what troubles my heart. If I had known where your parents were, I would have been looking for them a long time ago. But I only met your mother in a dream, and I don't know where they live." Hua Tian explained.
Hua Li took a deep breath and took it out slowly.
"Dad, if I'm found in the flood, I'm from the direction where the flood came from!" hua Li thought as she furrowed her eyebrows together.
Hearing that, Hua Tian looked at the face of her foster daughter.
"Hua Li, indeed we should look for your parents in the direction of the origin of the flood, but of all the humans we meet later, which are your biological parents? Ahh, as if looking for a speck of water in the yellow River!" hua Tian exclaimed which made Hua Li speechless.
Ever since this conversation, Hua Li's face looked grim and did not rejoice in the slightest as usual, it made Hua Tian very worried.
At night they spent the night in a long-empty bamboo hut, and stood by the river in a quiet forest.
Because her heart was sad and moved to see her adopted daughter, Hua Tian diligently joined her to calm her heart and mind so that it seemed as if she was dead sitting and not moving like a stone statue.
The next day he realized, he felt bad as if something had happened. And sure enough, because Hua Li had left her secretly.
The girl he loved left eagerly to find her parents, and left behind only a letter he now held and read with his trembling hands.
Father, beg for mercy that Li'er was forced to leave because he could not stand the impulse to find my mother and father and would not return before meeting them.
Your daughter Hua Li.
Hua Tian sighed deeply. His heart's desire was about to follow soon, but he shook his head this sign of disapproving of his own will. If he follows, then the girl will certainly be disappointed and assume he obstructs his point.
After all Hua Li already had high intelligence and he did not have to worry about his safety. What she worried about was that the girl would not be able to meet her parents, because she herself did not believe that the woman she saw in the dream was really Hua Li's real mother.
The girl will certainly not be able to find her parents in the city along the yellow river and she will be disappointed. This was what Hua Tian was worried about.
Now Hua Tian felt lonely and lonely, because what usually secures the heart to absorb the feeling now turned into a heart-wrenching silence, which gave rise to sad memories, he said, the silence of a man who has lost something or someone who is very dear to him.
The mighty Hua Tian finally lowered his head and closed his eyes while holding his breath to fight the raging surge within him and made him limp.
Now the goal is to return to the yellow bamboo college, and settle there.
Arriving at the yellow bamboo college, Hua Tian rushed to meet Chen Kun as well as his son. After meeting them, Hua Tian told the father and son about the departure of his adopted daughter.
"Why doesn't Brother Hua hold him back?"
"Where will Li'er go?"
"Ahh, what if something happens?"
The barrage of questions from Chen Kun and Chen Bun were extremely worried about Hua Li.
While it was Chen Bun who felt shocked once, the young man felt as if his heart was carried away by the girl.
He quietly left Hua Tian and his father without saying anything, and he quickly stepped into his room.
In the evening Chen Bun went secretly with a heresy and sailed the yellow river.
All the students of the yellow bamboo college in the fog looked for Chen Bun's whereabouts, while Hua Tian and Chen Kun looked at each other and they concluded that Chen Bun was definitely chasing Hua Li.
"It's a good step if we first match the two children!" said Chen Kun and Hua Tian only with a faint smile.
"Brother Chen, that soul mate cannot be forced. We can only wait and see further developments. In the meantime, let us pray that they can meet and be kept away from any calamity." Hua Tian said wisely, and Chen Kun nodded his head and they both chuckled.
Hua Li, meanwhile, went on a journey carrying only a pack of clothes, a harp and a sword.
The girl ran out with a lightening stance, through the banks of the yellow river against the current.
Since she used to travel by boat and along the Yellow River, the girl now passes through mountains and valleys filled with natural scenery that is far different from the scenery along the river.
After walking for two days, he arrived at a prosperous village, with nice houses. The lands around the village were evenly divided among the peasants so that there was no extortion of energy as in the villages where there were landlords who controlled all the fields and the paddy fields the farm is just a farm worker.
In this Lower village, the farmers have a little land that is enough to bring all the families to life and they live in harmony and peace, help each other, help each other, and make the village into a very pleasant residence.
The head of Kampung Hilir is an old man named Hok Sang who is famous for being fair and wise, so loved and respected by the people of the village.
However, in recent weeks there has been a great change in the village. Actually, what has changed greatly and made the villagers feel astonished and curious is the village head itself.
Without knowing the reasons, the villagers saw how Hok Sang was now turning into a ruthless public racketeer.
The village head who for many years was considered a capable and kind leader, suddenly turned into a ferocious wolf. He set a very heavy rice yield tax, because seven portions of rice fields must be handed over to him on the grounds to be deposited to the superior in the king's city.
Also farmers are subject to huge taxes, so that in a few weeks the condition of the village becomes very different.
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