Li Chuntao was restless all day, wanting to know if Yang Dong’s fever had subsided.

She couldn’t go to the Yang Family’s house to check, though the second sister-in-law had invited her, she restrained herself from going.

Because she had decided not to deliberately approach Yang Dong for now, that way she could avoid getting deeper involved.

She wanted to wait until she confirmed the relationship between Yang Xiaocui and that man before making further plans.

Restless, she had to find something to do, so she started playing the zither in the yard, not expecting Yang Dong to pass by and hear her music.

She felt a bit embarrassed and so flustered that her music stopped.

After they exchanged glances, Li Chuntao smiled at Yang Dong as a form of greeting, then looked down, pretending to be calm as she continued playing, but she was thinking that he must have recovered since he looked quite spirited.

Seeing Li Chuntao continue to play, Yang Dong took his leave too. Though he wanted to say thank you, as a man, it was better not to enter someone else’s yard improperly, especially since Yang Xiaocui’s house is right next door.

After Yang Dong left, Li Chuntao continued playing in the yard and did not visit the old Yang Family’s house.

Her music attracted the local children, who crowded at the doorway, extremely delighted because, in this countryside place, such sounds were not just rare, they were non-existent.

Li Chuntao, preoccupied with thoughts of newly departed Yang Dong, was playing the zither mechanically and did not notice the children gathered at the door.

Alu noticed, but seeing her lady engrossed in playing, couldn’t bear to disturb her.

When the piece ended, Li Chuntao noticed the applause and the children’s chattering praise.

"Sister, you’re amazing, it sounded so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, it’s really beautiful."

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"..."

Seeing the children, Li Chuntao felt a bit embarrassed and quickly invited them in, not wanting them to crowd at the door, lest others misinterpret the situation.

Once inside the yard, the children gathered around the zither, full of joy.

They found the instrument gorgeous, especially the little girls who were enamored with it.

They almost reached out to touch it.

When they noticed the books placed next to the instrument, some of the children asked, "Sister, can you also read and write?"

Li Chuntao nodded, noting the children’s envious expressions one by one.

"Sister, you’re amazing, you can read and play the zither."

"Yes, yes, Sister is amazing, unlike us who don’t know anything."

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"..."

Looking at these children, wearing shabby clothes with patches all over, she realized their families were poor and couldn’t afford to learn these skills, hence their envious eyes.

Her kind-hearted nature was touched by this scene, so she picked up a nearby book and said, "You can learn too, I can teach you."

Hearing this, the children were astonished and incredulous, asking, "Sister, is it true?"

"Yes, it’s true." Li Chuntao nodded.

"That’s great, that’s great, I want to learn to read too. I don’t even recognize my own name."

"I don’t know either."

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"..."

Hearing everyone’s words, Li Chuntao asked Alu to bring a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. After setting up the paper, Li Chuntao picked up the brush, "What are your names?"