Fragrance Returned

Arriving on the hillside where Feifei was released before, a small village lay beneath his feet. The mountain wind was strong and most of the leaves were withered and yellow. The blue sky is endless, and a few birds pierce the sky in the distance.

There was reluctance in Feifei's eyes.

It thought the owner was letting it go back to its home again.

Lilac hugged its little head and yelled, "Stupid, you've had enough to eat and play in the mountains, come back to my house."

These words were a bit complicated and Feifei couldn't understand them.

Ding Lichun let Feifei out. Feifei flew more than ten feet away before being caught by the rope. He flapped his big wings hard but couldn't fly.

It made a few people happy.

Ding Lichun pulled it back and let it out again.

More than two-quarters of an hour later, Feifei suddenly plunged into the nearby bushes, took out a vole that didn't know whether it was alive or dead, stepped on the ground and started to eat it.

After playing until noon, a few people took Feifei home with them.

During Ding Lichun's vacation, at Ding Xiang's request, he would take Feifei to the mountains for a walk every day and then take him home.

In the evening, Ding Xiang stood by the door waiting for her father and brother as usual, with Heizi and Feifei standing next to her.

Seeing Ding Zhao and Ding Liren coming from a distance, Ding Xiang happily stepped forward to greet them.

"Dad, brother."

The two of them looked happy, and Ding Zhao also carried braised pig head meat and two braised pig feet.

Ding Xiang hugged Ding Zhao's waist and asked, "Dad is so happy, is there any happy event?"

Ding Zhao laughed loudly, "It is indeed a happy event. Today at noon, Chu Dabang and Sun Datou came to the iron shop, presented sixty taels of silver, and asked for father's forgiveness. We accepted the money and said it nicely..."

His face became serious again, and he swallowed back what he said.

Three fingers cannot be bought with sixty taels of silver. My father almost died, and the pain he suffered was unimaginable. Xiangxiang was almost snatched away by them, ruining her life...

According to my father and his wishes, I don’t want the money and I don’t want to say any good words. But they have to think about Xiangxiang, and they can't keep Xiangxiang at home for the rest of their lives.

That account is recorded, and I will still have to settle it when I have the ability in the future.

Ding Xiang knew what Ding Zhao had swallowed, and of course he couldn't forget that account.

She was still happy. The county magistrate is so powerful that he can convince Jiaozi with just one word. Lord Zeng was even more powerful, and even though he was thousands of miles away, a letter from him settled the matter.

Officials at the highest level can crush people to death, and there are people in the government who are easy to do things, but the most miserable and difficult ones are always the common people.

After returning home, Ding Zhao told Ding Lichun and Zhang about the incident. Then he said, "Thank you, Mr. Qingtian, and thank you, Mr. He."

Ding Xiang flattered her, "I would also like to thank my grandfather and father for their wise decision in allowing my eldest brother to be a bodyguard. I also want to thank my eldest brother, who heroically saved the child and got to know Mr. Zeng."

Ding Zhao smiled heartily, "Little man, if I bring this message to your father tomorrow, he will definitely have an extra bowl of rice."

Everyone was happy, and Ding Lichun went to invite Dingshan and his son and Xia Erbo and his son to have a drink again.

Daniu, the follower, also came and sat in a "flying" circle for a few times.

The next day, Feifei went to train in the morning, and Dingxiang went to town to see her grandpa in the afternoon.

Once the danger was over, Zhang agreed.

Ding Lichun carried Ding Xiang to the iron shop and brought a bowl of mushroom roast pork for his grandfather to eat in the evening.

Finally able to go shopping freely, Lilac felt very happy.

There was a market today and it was crowded.

Ding Lichun bought Ding Xiang a bunch of candied haws.

Ding's Iron Shop is a courtyard with two entrances. As soon as I walked outside the street, I could hear the tinkling sound of iron coming from inside.

The back of the iron shop is a blacksmithing place. There is a stove and various blacksmithing tools. Ding Zhao leads three men who are busy. They were all shirtless, with large aprons hanging around their necks.

Various pig iron, iron blanks, copper ingots and other objects are scattered in the yard.

Ding Xiang called outside the door, "Dad, Uncle Shitou, Uncle Liang Zi, Brother Yi."

The guys laughed and stopped.

"Ouch, Xiangxiang is here."

"It's time to be successful at the beginning of spring, and you became a bodyguard at a young age."

Ding Zhao wiped the sweat on his face and body with a sweat towel and walked out.

Ding Sifu heard the noise and ran out of the house, "Brother Lichun, sister Xiang."

In less than a month, Ding Sifu gained weight and became fairer. His eyes were full of smiles, and he could tell that he was living a very good life.

Ding Lichun smiled and said, "It's rare that the four rich people have gained weight."

A few people went to the backyard talking and laughing.

Ding Zhuang was also bare-chested, with an apron hanging around his neck. His left hand, which only had two fingers left, was struggling to fix the big knife with iron pliers, and he was hammering with a hammer in his right hand.

His hair was white, he was sweating, and his face was dark...

Grandpa is already fifty-one years old, which was considered an old person in ancient times. He is also disabled, but he is still working so hard.

Ding Xiang was extremely distressed.

People in the village say that the Ding family has money, but this money is hard-earned money, which is even harder than farming.

I have to make money, make more money, so that grandpa will no longer be burdened.

Ding Zhuang couldn't stop and looked at them from the corner of his eye and said, "It's so dirty here. Xiangxiang goes inside to drink sweet water and wait for me for a quarter of an hour. Come and help me at the beginning of spring."

Ding Lichun quickly took off his shirt, put on an apron, and ran over to help.

Ding Zhao took Ding Xiang into the house and went to work in the front yard.

Ding Sifu poured two bowls of water over and said with a smile, "I put sugar in it for Sister Xiang to drink."

The house is much cleaner and tidier than before.

Grandpa and dad are not particular about it, so it must be Ding Sifu who cleans it.

Ding Sifu showed Ding Xiang the bruises he had made these days.

Luo Zi was beaten very well, not like a boy, let alone a six-year-old boy.

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "It's a good fight. Tomorrow Aunt Yang will come to town to buy things, and ask her to bring you some threads, and you can knit these two kinds. I will also bring some pieces of cloth and needles to teach you needlework. Brother Sifu is a good student. , maybe you can earn money to support yourself with this craft..."

Ding Xiang felt that Ding Sifu was born to be a tailor, and it was his turn to carry the tailor's bowl.

Ding Sifu was so happy that he scratched his head and scratched his head, still a little disbelieving, "Can I really be a tailor, like Tailor Li at the entrance of the alley?"

There is a tailor shop at the entrance of the alley. Tailor Li is a hunchback. Not only did he open a tailor shop, he also married a beautiful wife and gave birth to three children.

Ding Xiang said, "Well done, you are better than Tailor Li."

"Hehehehe..." Ding Sifu giggled, so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Can I really have such a day?

Suddenly, Ding Zhao's loud voice rang out, "Oh, Brother Qian."

A strange and rich male voice said, "Brother Ding, this is Brother Sun. I'm bringing him to see shopkeeper Lao Ding."

Ding Zhao said humbly, "Master Sun, Brother Qian, we are here to bury Tai, haha. Please come in and sit in the room."

A strange and gentle male voice said, "You're welcome, Shopkeeper Ding. Let's go see that thing first."

A few sets of footsteps walked around the building toward the backyard.

Ding Xiang knew that "Brother Qian" must be the second boss of Qian, and "Master Sun" must be the one who asked Grandpa to use the machete.

More than a quarter of an hour later, the three descendants of the Ding family walked into the house accompanied by two middle-aged men and two young men.