Xiaoxiao and her friends were still in the yard when they saw the second sister-in-law coming back.

Xiaoxiao was somewhat surprised. This second sister-in-law was really fast. She calculated the time, and if it were her, she wouldn’t even have reached the fish pond yet. She asked, "Second sister-in-law, how did you get back so quickly? Did second brother go to town?"

"Where would he go? I haven’t even been to the fish pond."

"Then why did you come back?"

"When I passed by Li Chuntao’s house, she heard the youngest had a fever and said she had medicine. I got the medicine from her." The second sister-in-law said, raising the medicine packet in her hand, "That Li Chuntao is really nice. She even instructed me on how to brew the medicine."

Yang Ming’s mother, upon hearing this, said, "We really should thank her."

"Mom, I thanked her. I even invited her to our house tomorrow, saying we’ll be working on some needlework here and she should come and hang out." The second sister-in-law replied.

Yang Ming’s mother nodded and said, "Then hurry and brew the medicine for the youngest."

The second sister-in-law took the medicine packet to brew it for Yang Dong.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao really didn’t know what to say, so she didn’t say anything at all.

Knowing that Yang Dong was sick, Li Chuntao was probably worried and anxious.

Although a fever isn’t a serious illness, in the eyes of someone who cares, even a cough can be nerve-wracking.

Wonder if the invitation from the second sister-in-law for tomorrow will bring Li Chuntao here?

At this moment, Yang Dong was lying in the room, hearing the second sister-in-law’s words from outside. She usually speaks loudly at home, so it was hard for him not to hear.

Previously at the bookstore, Li Chuntao helped him pick ink and paper, and he owed her a favor. Now, having received her medicine, he owed her another favor.

With the medicine Li Chuntao sent, Yang Dong’s fever subsided by evening, though a person can still feel a bit weak after being sick.

The next day, he intended to go to the fish pond, but the family insisted that he was sick and should rest, so he stayed at home practicing his writing, learning the characters he had studied in recent days.

The mother and several sisters-in-law were still working on their needlework in the yard. The house wasn’t in good shape, and was a bit dark inside. Since it wasn’t cold outside, they chose to work in the yard because it’s brighter.

While practicing calligraphy in the room, he overheard the voices from outside.

"It’s already this time of day, why hasn’t Li Chuntao shown up yet?"

"Yesterday, I mentioned it to her and saw her nod. She should come, right?"

"She might have just been polite, doesn’t necessarily mean she’ll come."

"..."

"..."

Hearing this, Yang Dong felt it was better if she didn’t come. Being a grown man, getting sick like this was embarrassing enough.

He kept practicing calligraphy in the room, yet his ears were always vigilant, listening to the outside activity to see whether Li Chuntao would come, fearing embarrassment.

By afternoon, Li Chuntao still hadn’t come, and he thought he was overthinking it. He’d better go to the fish pond for work, so he got up and went outside.

"Youngest, why are you coming out?"

"Mom, I’m all better, can’t Just lie around. I’m heading to the fish pond for work." Yang Dong said as he walked out of the yard.

The family saw this and did nothing but let him be.

As Yang Dong walked along, he heard the beautiful sound of a zither. The closer he got, the louder it became—the sound was enchanting.

In this countryside, how could there be zither music? Who’s playing?

With curiosity, Yang Dong quickened his pace, and upon approach, he saw that it was Li Chuntao sitting in the yard playing the zither.

Li Chuntao looked up and saw Yang Dong, and the music came to an abrupt stop.