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The wind gently stroked the wind chimes hanging from the pavilion's ceiling. The sound of the zither music played by the Jie family's workers was gentle over the sound of the wind blowing. Large trees with dense leaves and bamboo stalks that grow around the pavilion are waving agile as if they are dancing to the music. Some put an effort into aligning themselves with the music with their most beautiful sounds ever when the bamboos bump into each other in the crowd.
Bai Hu and Tang Yuan sat in the living room enjoying a quiet morning alone. Recently Jie's expeditions have been getting busier and Bai Hu barely had any leisure time with his beloved wife. Not to mention that Hong's problem which has been bothering him for dozens of years is finally over. Hopefully, it is, he thought trying to enjoy peace with his beloved wife.