Fragrance Returned

Ding Zhuang had been ill for two months. This was the first time he drank alcohol, and he couldn't stop drinking.

No one dared to disturb Ding Zhuang's drinking pleasure, including Ding Shan.

Ding Zhao winked at Ding Xiang.

When Ding Zhuang poured the fifth glass of wine, Ding Xiang didn't want to, I'm not in good health and can't drink anymore.

As he spoke, he slid off the chair and held on to his arm holding the wine cup.

Ding Zhuang smiled and begged, My good grandson, I'm fine. I'm happy today. Let me drink a few more cups.

Dingxiang pouted and said, No, the doctor specifically told Xiangxiang that you can't drink too much until your illness is cured. If Xiangxiang doesn't stop him, it would be unfilial.

Dingshan laughed heartily, A three-year-old child is smart if he can say these words. Second brother is right, Xiangxiang will definitely be Feng Suzhen in the future.

Ding Zhuang liked hearing this, and when he saw his granddaughter was about to cry, he smiled and said, Okay, okay, I won't drink this cup after I drink it.

His smile was uglier than crying.

Dingshan smiled and said, We don't want to drink anything. Take out the wine and only eat dumplings.

Just as he was talking, there was a noise outside.

Ding Lichun and Ding Liren ran out to watch the excitement. After a while, they came back and said, It's Lao Bi's house. The first, third, and fourth bedrooms went to the second bedroom to make trouble, and they wanted to drive Aunt He and Sister Qingya to live in a broken house at the end of the village. , they were crying and wanted to jump into the well.

The Bi family has four houses, and the second house is the richest, having built several large tile-roofed houses. Unfortunately, there is no son. The man fell ill and died a few months ago.

Dingshan was so angry that he dropped the wine cup on the table and cursed, Insatiable greed. After my brother died, he took over other people's fields and houses. He didn't even give mother and daughter a way to live.

He hates people who live in desperate situations, and wants to help bring justice but dares not.

He was afraid that people would say that he was plotting against the widow.

Ding Zhuang said to Ding Zhao and Ding Qin, Go and talk to Xia Lizheng, don't cause trouble.

As an old widower, he couldn't take care of the widow's family affairs, so he had to ask his son to talk to Li Zheng.

The noise finally stopped. Ding Zhao came back and said that Xia Lizheng and others were going to seek justice, saying that they had to leave a way for orphans and widows to survive. Two rooms were reserved for their mother and daughter, and the other rooms were divided into three, three and four rooms.

Taking over people's private property, but still leaving a way to survive.

Ding Xiang finally saw what it means to be desperate. As soon as the man died, his uncles and brothers went to his house and robbed the land and house, forcing the mother and daughter to throw themselves into a well.

In ancient times, families without boys struggled. Most people in this era believe that if you have no heirs, you should adopt an heir, confiscate the heir, and if a man dies first, he should be exterminated - people with foreign surnames should never be taken advantage of.

The more remote the country, the more deeply rooted this concept is.

No wonder the poor Wang kept staring at Ding Youshou and Sanfang. Now that Sanfang has a son, she can only make plans for Ding Youshou and his wife.

The Dafang family has not been separated yet, Ding Xia's family is dead, and Wang family still enslaves Hao family and Ding Pandi.

Dingshan, the master, doesn't care about anything, Ding Youshou, the husband and father, doesn't do anything, Hao and Ding Pandi work hard every day and have endless things to do.

I heard that Ding Pandi resisted once and was scolded by Wang and pinched several times. No one helped her, and she didn't dare to resist anymore.

Hao didn't resist either. I don't know what bad idea she was holding back.

Ding Xiang didn't quite understand people like Hao. Mrs. Wang is just a sister-in-law and is unreasonable. Mrs. Hao can definitely follow her openly. But Mr. Hao didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't dare to help his daughter openly. Instead, he secretly used dirty tricks to punish the child.

Poor Ding Pandi, no matter how hard and tiring the child labor is, there is no one to help him.

Poor Ding Sifu, his parents were harmed and he didn't even know it, and he still wanted to take advantage.

Ding Xiang wanted to help those two children, but there was nothing she could do. She was just a baby now.

It is almost impossible to see Ding Pandi, and when he is, he is far away. Occasionally I see Ding Sifu near the door of my house, and I will let him come in to play and give him some delicious food.

It started to rain in the evening, and it continued to rain for several days. It rained heavily and the weather became completely cool.

Ding Zhuang felt that his body had completely recovered, and this morning he went to work in the iron shop in the town with his son and grandson.

Ding Xiang, who had been on tenterhooks, finally felt relieved. Grandpa's health has completely recovered, and she is now thinking about other things.

She wants to gradually show her talent and make more money for the family.

Let’s start with the massage she has had the most contact with.

Lilac's fingers are not very flexible, but she can draw and speak, and Zhang is a craftsman. Work harder and strive to train Mr. Zhang to become a designer.

If conditions permit, Dingxiang would like to open an embroidery shop that mainly focuses on knots and buckles, supplemented by embroidery. Later, it gradually expanded and developed into a sweater knitting workshop and store.

Dingxiang has side-attacked Zhang. In this era, there are no buckles, not even the simplest abacus. Cross-collar clothes have a belt tied around the waist, while double-breasted clothes and double-breasted jackets are tied with ropes.

If buckles are made, it will be a revolution in clothes.

I have already thought of a name for the shop, and it is called Jiulu Zhixiu Pavilion.

Weaving and Embroidery Pavilion, as the name suggests, weaving is in front of embroidery.

The meaning of Nine Deer is only known by Ding Xiang.

Drawing the Nine-Colored Deer comic book was her first job when she was still in college.

Dingxiang pestered Zhang for silk thread, but Zhang reluctantly gave her some cotton thread for sewing clothes.

Ding Xiang twisted her little body, It's not this, it's the thread that my mother used to tie the knot. If my mother won't give it to me, I'll ask my grandfather and father for it, and they will definitely give it to me.

There are several types of threads in this era. One- and two-strand threads are used for embroidery, three-strand threads are used to sew clothes, four-strand threads are used to sew quilts, and five-strand threads are the thickest and are specially used for knotting.

The five-strand thread is not thick at all. It is much thinner than the No. 1 and No. 2 threads that were used to make large knots in the previous life, and is almost as thick as the No. 5 thread.

Zhang had no choice but to give her two pieces of blue five-strand cotton thread.

Lilac was unwilling and exchanged a blue thread for a yellow thread.

First hit the plum blossom-shaped fan pendant that Zhang made.

Her little chubby fingers were not flexible, and the stitches she made were of varying degrees of tightness. Apart from sitting and playing while eating, I finished playing a small fan pendant for most of the day. The blue petals have a tender yellow core and some yellow tassels.

Zhang's jaw dropped in shock, God, Xiangxiang is really good at tying knots, and she does it so well. No wonder your father always said that you are the first in Jiaodong. It's true.

Ding Xiang Nuo Nuo said, Xiang Xiang learned it from my mother.

Look at how well she can fight. No one can do it better than Xiangxiang. Mrs. Zhang praised her heartily.

When Ding Zhuang came back, Ding Xiangpidian gave it to him as a filial piety, and promised to make one for his father, mother, eldest brother, and second brother each in the future.

Ding Changdao was happy, I enjoy the sweet blessing.

He tied the pendant on the big cattail leaf fan, but he felt it didn't match. It was a pity that such a beautiful pendant was missing. He took it off and said to Ding Zhao, Go to the county town another day and buy a better big folding fan.

Ding Lichun said, Buy a few more, and my sister will give us more.

Ding Zhao nodded and promised that he also wanted the fan pendant from his daughter.