[Teacher Wen: As long as she knows how, any instrument will do]
Gu Yuluo looked at the message Teacher Wen sent back and fell silent.
In the end, she let out a sigh.
It seemed she really had to go and borrow an erhu from the village for the little girl.
Eventually, Gu Yuluo actually went to the village to borrow an erhu.
Gu Yuluo's eagerness made Gu Zhiqi wonder for a moment if the ten billion was actually meant for Gu Yuluo.
After borrowing the erhu, Gu Yuluo handed it over to Gu Zhiqi.
So, early in the morning, the mournful and husky sound of the erhu floated from the Gu Family's courtyard, flowing between the strings in a continuous yet breaking melody, sorrowful and lingering.
If it weren't for the fact that erhu wasn't used in funeral music bands, the neighbors would have thought that Gu Bo had passed away.
It was truly a sound that made the listener's heart ache and the hearer weep.
In the end, the sound attracted quite a few elders.
