The old teacher's school was very famous in the southern part of the city, and one could easily find it just by asking around.
Lin Yuan asked an elderly lady, who looked at her with a smile and asked, "Young lady, are you here to give Old Mr. Cheng silver too? Oh dear, no need for that. Nowadays, we all bring him food and necessities every day, you don't need to worry about him. We'll take very good care of him."
Lin Yuan responded with a smile, her curiosity piqued by Old Mr. Cheng's popularity in the southern part of the city. It seemed that the old teacher indeed had the people's hearts.
Following the directions given by the elderly lady, Lin Yuan easily found the school. Just as Shopkeeper Liu had said, the school indeed had no name. It didn't even have a proper gate, just a large courtyard where about a dozen children were running around. Although their clothes were not very fancy, their smiling faces were genuine and sweet.
