Fragrance Returned

There are three other things that make Lilac unhappy.

One thing is that Lilac's good friend Heizi died last year. It ran out to play and was hit on the head by someone, and the doctor didn't care.

Ding Xiang was sad for a long time.

Heizi's son Heiwa is two years old. Heiwa is as sleek and strong as his mother, and he continues to protect the family for his mother. Through Heizi's incident, the Ding family and Dingxiang took Heiwa very seriously and did not allow him to go out alone.

The second thing is that Feifei has not been home once for almost three years.

Afraid that something might happen to the little thing, Lilac had a sweet dream. Feifei lived happily and busy in his world, flying and fighting and catching wild animals every day. The apple tree next to his house was still as lush as ever.

The third thing is that Ding Zhuang and his son were so frightened that Ding Xiang had not even been to the county town once in three years. I have been to the town twice, and there are still three Vajra protectors: Ding Zhuang, Ding Zhao, and Ding Lichun.

She really wanted to check in the study to see if there was any record of Purple Gourd, but so far she has not been able to do so.

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Zhang's voice brought Ding Xiang back from her thoughts.

Xiangxiang, what are you doing standing there? Come and smell my mother's dumpling fillings, do they smell good?

The rain stopped today, so Ding Zhuang would definitely go home to see his granddaughter and have dinner, so Zhang made his favorite leek and meat dumplings.

Ding Xiang came to the kitchen and smelled the dumpling stuffing.

Yeah, it smells so good, I'll take it too.

Even though Ding Xiang is only six years old, the dumplings she makes are prettier than those made by Zhang and Yang Hu's family, and are as small and delicate as a silver ingot.

The three of them were wrapping up when they heard Hei Wa's barking and then a knock on the door.

Ding's strong voice said, Xiangxiang, open the door, I'm back to see you.

Ding Xiang smiled broadly, ran out, opened the door, and jumped on her grandpa.

Ding Zhuang laughed and picked her up.

Ding Xiang touched his big face with her small face, and her butt was still raised.

She must seize the time to be affectionate with her grandfather, father, and brother. She will not be able to do this until she turns seven next year.

Even now, there are still people who say that Ding Xiang is not stable, and that the Ding family dotes on Ding Xiang unreasonably. It's just that I can't afford to offend the Ding family, so I don't dare to say it openly.

Dingxiang stopped making dumplings, and was taken to the bedroom with her hanging on her grandfather's body. Then she sat on his lap and acted like a coquettish idiot.

More than half an hour later, Ding Zhao led Ding Liren and Ding Li back home.

Eight-year-old Ding Lilai went to school last year and was a classmate with Ding Liren. He is the complete opposite of Ding Liren, which gives Mr. Li a huge headache. Although he is very good at arithmetic and abacus, Mr. Li still doesn't like him because he memorizes too slowly and his handwriting is too ugly.

Regardless of whether Ding Li is good at studying, Ding Zhuang hopes that he will study for a few more years and become smarter. If Ding Chi and Tang really die, this child will be an orphan.

There is no trace of Ding Chi and his wife. It is said that they were secretly killed by Jiaozipu, but Jiaozipu refused to admit it.

Ding Zhuang guessed in his heart that the legend was true. He was extremely sad and scolded him, Damn, he is still prosperous and the richest man in Linshui County. How can it be so easy to dream of wealth?

As soon as Ding Xiang followed them, she looked at Ding Liren eagerly.

In the morning, Ding Xiang specially asked Ding Liren to show Mr. Li a picture of hen she had drawn. The picture is very simple, just a lotus flower wrapped in a bag and two lotus leaves. It was drawn with a brush, the lines are simple and very freehand.

Ding Xiang has been looking for the painting teacher. Although Mr. Li's paintings are very average, it is still acceptable for a young child to get started.

Still saying that, Ding Xiang is willing to be a genius, but not willing to be a monster, and cannot learn everything without a teacher. As the saying goes, the master leads you in, and cultivation depends on the individual. Start with the teacher’s guidance and then shine.

For example, she learned how to make knots from Zhang, but she could come up with more beautiful tricks. I learned reading, literacy and arithmetic from Ding Liren, but my various analysis skills are much better than Ding Liren's. Ding Liren's painting skills were really limited, so she decided to turn to Mr. Li.

Of course, she can still draw a few simple strokes, such as different knots and colorful bracelets, flowers and plants that are often seen, etc. I learned it from Ding Lilai, but my painting is much better than his.

Ding Liren laughed so hard that his eyes were gone, and he vividly described how Mr. Li stamped his feet, beat his chest, and felt heartbroken after seeing the picture, and let out a cry that struck a chord that struck his soul.

Oh! Heaven, earth, why is she not a boy? Why should she be a girl? If she were a boy, I would definitely visit the thatched cottage and ask her to be my disciple.

After voicing, he left the picture to express his appreciation for the little girl.

Lilac is depressed. What happened to the girl? The old man was quite pedantic, and he didn't even say that he was willing to accept the girl as his disciple.

The plan to recognize teachers has been temporarily shelved.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao smiled proudly and looked at Ding Xiang with great affection.

The dumplings had just been cooked when Xia Sanfen came.

Xia Sanfen is eight years old and is the little girl of Uncle Xia. She plays very well with Ding Xiang and Ding Zhen.

She smiled and said, Grandpa Ding, Uncle Ding, my sister-in-law has a baby, and my father invites you to my house for a drink.

Her eldest sister-in-law is her eldest cousin Zhang Yu, who married Xia Dahe, the eldest son of Uncle Xia, this spring.

Of course, Zhang helped pull the strings in the marriage.

Zhang Yu is as diligent and gentle as Mrs. Zhang, and can also spin and weave. He is very popular with the Xia family.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao said congratulations and went to Xia's house with a small jug of wine. Mrs. Zhang smiled broadly and filled a large bowl of dumplings for Xia Sanfen to take back for them to drink with.

Ding Zhuang also wanted to take Ding Xiang to eat delicious food, but Ding Xiang didn't go. When she goes to Dingli, she will follow her. The little brother can eat but has no eyesight.

Ding Xiang tugged on Ding Zhuang's clothes and told him, I need to drink less. If you drink too much, your nose will turn red.

Although Ding Zhuang's nose had some rebound from the rosacea caused by drinking, he had controlled the amount of alcohol well and it was far less red than before.

Ding Zhuangqiang smiled and agreed.

Mrs. Zhang and her three children ate in the upper room, while Yang Hu and his wife ate in their own room in the back room.

Just after eating for a while, Xia Sanfen came with another bowl of potatoes and roasted pork.

My father asked Xiangxiang to bring it.

The Xia family knew that Ding Zhuang doted on Ding Xiang, and he was more happy to eat Ding Xiang than Ding Zhuang.

Ding Zhuang was not around, so Ding Xiang divided the meat into quarters, giving each person two pieces.

Mrs. Zhang was reluctant to eat it and gave the clove back.

The clove stubbornly put it into Zhang's bowl again, and then Zhang ate it.

Just after eating, I heard the courtyard door ring.

Yang Hu went to open the door, and it was Agent Wei with a fierce look on his face.

Captain Wei lives in Nanquan Village. Like Ding Zhuang, he is a villain that no one dares to mess with in the neighborhood.

Yang Hu bent down and said with a smile, Hey, Mr. Wei, are you looking for the old shopkeeper and shopkeeper Ding? They are at the Xia family, I will go and invite them right away.

Ding Zhuang felt that his family was a country boy and didn't like to be called grandfather or grandfather. Ask Yang Hu and his wife to call them Old Shopkeeper, Shopkeeper Ding, Mrs. Zhang's sister-in-law, and call their three children by their names.

Captain Wei quickly said, It's the same as you. Two skeletons were found in Qihe Mountain more than a hundred miles away. Their necks were chopped with a knife and they died. The county captain asked your family to identify them to see if they were Ding Chi and Tang Chi. Shi. ​​Come with me to the county government office tomorrow, and then go to Qihe Mountain together.