Zhao Yan gave a faint smile and said, "Let me tell you a story. Many years ago, there was an ordinary couple of fishermen who made their living by fishing on the Daxia River for generations, living a plain, hard, yet contented life.
Because they could fill their stomachs and did not have to starve all day like some displaced people, not long after, the couple gave birth to a son, adding much laughter and joy to their humble lives."
"What a pity," Zhao Yan sighed softly. "A heavy rain whipped up towering waves on the Daxia River, taking the lives of the couple, while their son was only three years old.
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