My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Chapter 103: She Doesn’t Love Piano

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They say that interest should be cultivated from a young age, but he couldn’t imagine that Tang Yuxin’s hobby would be playing in the mud, as many children in the village did.

Such a scene is too beautiful for him to imagine.

“You may insist on her learning, but there’s no guarantee she’ll actually learn,” Tang Zhinian patted his younger brother’s shoulder, “Our little Yuxin is a willful one, and certainly an opinionated one.”

You should ask her when she gets home if she’s interested in learning the piano. After all, she’s his daughter, and Tang Zhinian had a hunch that Tang Yuxin wouldn’t like it. If she indeed didn’t like it, wouldn’t Zhijun’s fervent push be like ‘shaving one’s head and carrying hot potatoes on it’? No matter how keen he was or insistent he became, if Yuxin didn’t like it, there’ll be no use at all.

Tang Zhijun gritted his teeth; he believed his little niece was a traditional sophisticated girl.

“Xinxin, do you want to learn the piano?” Tang Zhijun crouched in front of his niece. Every time the little girl punctured the wooden board with the needle in her hand, his heart seemed to skip a beat.

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“Learn the piano?” Tang Yuxin raised her face, her expression confused, “What piano?”

“The one from the Youth Palace. Xinxin, you can learn anything you want,” Tang Zhijun, who himself hadn’t received much schooling, dropped his bottom on the ground and met his niece’s wide, shining eyes.

Unable to resist, he pinched her little face again. It was as soft as a ball of cotton.

“No,” Tang Yuxin bent down again, clutching a wooden board and practicing with a needle,

Playing the piano held no interest for her; she had passed that phase. In her previous life, Wei Jiani, who was bestowed with a piano, indeed made her envious. At that time, it was an electronic piano, costing thousands, which Wei Tian indulged his daughter in having, regardless of the cost. Once, she curiously touched the electronic piano and was hit by Sang Zhilan. With her tiny hand stinging and red, she cried and hid in her little den, listening to Wei Jiani’s piano playing outside, the sound from the initial cacophony to harmonious melodies. The piano ended up accompanying Wei Jiani through her elementary, middle, and high school years, enabling her to blend in well amongst her peers.

Tang Yuxin had once yearned for that. She also dreamed of playing the piano with her own delicate hands, producing beautiful notes.

But in the end, she never touched a piano, and her yearning for it had faded in her previous life.

This time around, she had no thoughts of learning the piano. Learning the piano was considered a luxury to people of her status. Her family didn’t have the money for it, and she didn’t love the piano; she preferred to hold a needle.

And Tang Zhijun felt like crying but had no tears; she had indeed predicted correctly. Tang Yuxin didn’t like the piano.

“Daddy….” Tang Yuxin swiftly climbed onto Tang Zhinian’s lap.

“What’s the matter?” No matter how tired Tang Yuenian was during the day, seeing his daughter made him feel that it was all worthwhile.

“Daddy, Juanjuan said her dad got two plots of homestead land. Daddy, don’t we want any?”

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Tang Yuxin blinked her eyes at Tang Zhinian. In the past, it was not easy to get homestead land in the village; a lot of proof was required. Like the two brothers, Tang Zhinian, it’s not been easy to want homestead land. However, due to the recent flood, almost all the houses in the village were washed away. The government helped build some, and quite a few people were considering acquiring homestead land to rebuild their houses.