Yu Yuanyuan gazed at the little fairy eating sweet potatoes with a complicated expression. Before she came here, she had heard that Aunt Yu was going to sell Huahua to the Chen family in the county town, saying that she would be raised as a child bride.
The wicked Granny Yu also accepted one hundred silver dollars from the Chen family.
She secretly found out that the young master of the Chen family was already fifteen years old and still sickly. This was because they were looking for someone to marry him to bring good luck!
Her daughter, Huahua, was only seven years old. How could she be abused like this? She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
If she stays, she will be sold as a child bride, but if she leaves the county town, who knows what dangers she might encounter.
She wanted to go with Huahua, but she couldn't; she had three younger sisters and a younger brother to take care of.
Torn between two options, Yu Yuanyuan was so conflicted that her brows were so furrowed they could have trapped a mosquito.
After Hua Qingyan finished eating the roasted sweet potato in her hand, she put the other uneaten one back into Yu's hand.
She looked up at the gradually tilting sun, and a sweet smile bloomed on her beautiful, fair face.
"Sister Yuanyuan, I'm full. You should go home now. I should leave too."
Yu Yuanyuan could only hold back her tears as she looked at her and choked out, "Huahua, will we ever see each other again?"
Seeing the tear stains on Yu's face, the girl gently wiped them away with her soft fingertips and said in a sweet voice, "Sister Yuanyuan, we'll meet again someday."
"Okay, Hua Hua, take good care of yourself."
Yu Yuanyuan stood up, holding the roasted sweet potato in her hand, and walked out of the Hua family's courtyard, looking back every few steps.
Hua Qingyan's eyes curved slightly as she gently nodded to the reluctant woman.
After Yuanyuan closed the courtyard gate again, she got up, went back into the house, packed her things, and prepared to leave.
A week ago, her father told her that a passenger ship would dock at Yuncheng Wharf this evening for resupply.
Her father said he was going there to help people move goods; he was young and strong, worked quickly, and could earn a silver dollar.
At that moment, a glistening teardrop silently fell onto the dark yellow mud.
She sewed the silver dollars that her parents had secretly kept for her into the inner layer of her clothes.
Before leaving, she only took two sets of clothes that her mother had made for her; she didn't take anything else.
She even went to the kitchen, suppressing her nausea, and mixed water with charcoal in the pot to blacken her fair face.
As for her hands and feet, she was wearing long sleeves, so they wouldn't be noticed.
After tidying everything up, she quietly left the small courtyard where she had lived for seven years through the back door.
At that moment, she knew that the gears of fate had begun to turn.
Hua Qingyan clenched her fists and looked up at the dazzling golden crow.
She should go find her male lover for the night. She was too young to go out before, but now she has no choice.
And the lives of her father and mother—one day, they will pay for them all.
She then set off alone for the Cloud City Wharf.
Two weeks ago, her mother took her there once, and she even made a special note of it so that she had a general idea of what it was like.
I just hope she won't make that mistake of being terrible with directions again.
As the sun began to set, and after asking around along the way, she finally reached the largest dock in Yuncheng before her legs gave out.
The antique-style passenger ship was already docked at the pier.
The dock was bustling with activity at this time, with pedestrians coming and going.
Looking at the scene before her, she recalled the first small world and the two lifetimes she spent traveling on the Wonder Ship with her handsome boyfriend.
She stood there, suddenly feeling a lump in her throat; she missed him so much.
Having been pampered by him for decades, she was initially very unaccustomed to having to do everything herself.
Especially in the dead of night, I miss him terribly.
She could only suppress her longing and wait for the right opportunity.
This morning, her heart suddenly started beating very fast, as if he had arrived.
That heart had been driving her; she had to come to the dock today.
Hua Qingyan looked at the ship surrounded by warlord soldiers and began to worry about how to get on.
This setup clearly indicates that there are important figures on board.
Just then, a stern baritone voice sounded behind her: "Hey, you in front, move aside."
The girl instinctively turned around and looked over, but when she saw the exceptionally handsome young man sitting in the wheelchair, her mind went blank.
I couldn't help but call out those two words that I had uttered thousands of times in my midnight dreams: "Hanhan".
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