Fragrance Returned

After get off work, Xunxiang spends most of her time alone at home learning crafts, cooking, or growing flowers from videos. She also invites people to go to karaoke or do other things, and her favorite is to go to her best friend Zhou Zhou’s house.

Zhou Zhou started to do food self-media a few years ago, not just eating but cooking, and has millions of fans. She has no behind-the-scenes team and relies on herself and her parents to take care of everything.

While Ding Xiang went to help, he could also enjoy a feast.

Xunxiang thought that her life would be spent in such a relaxed, comfortable and lonely way.

But got that disease.

She had a fever of 40 degrees, difficulty breathing, and general weakness. She was lying on the bed alone, even if she wanted to drink water, she didn't have the strength to get it.

She made a few calls in one breath. First, she called her mother, father, and uncle. They "happened" not to be in the city, so they asked her to take a taxi to the hospital quickly.

She also called two men who had been pursuing her. Unfortunately, they were not in the city and couldn't come.

She didn't think about calling her friends. Relatives and people who keep saying they love me don't care about themselves, so why would they test other people's humanity?

When the ambulance arrived an hour later, she was already half asleep.

When she woke up again, she was being held upside down and spanked by the midwife...

Family affection? love?

fart!

At that time, she guessed that this was the result, and the best option was to call 120 immediately. But when she was most helpless, she still hoped for a miracle.

She also thought that if one of the two men went to her house, she would break her promise to marry him...

However, she was a little happy thinking about some of the skills she had learned accidentally. Somehow, she was making some kind of preparation for this life in her previous life. Is her time-travel destined?

Even if there is no space or system, she can still make a good life for herself and her family in this life.

The donkey cart bumped and bumped, and Zhang's gentle patting made Ding Xiang feel extremely comfortable.

It wasn't long before she fell asleep again.

Lilac was woken up by a loud voice.

"Dad, Mom, you are back! Who is Mom holding?"

Ding Zhao smiled and said, "Li Chun, this is your sister, Xiangxiang."

Ding Xiang was completely awake. This was her arrival at Beiquan Village.

The boy's voice exploded in her ears, "Sister, do I have a sister?"

Ding Zhao laughed and said, "This can still be fake."

The boy screamed again, "Master, master, my father and mother are back, and my mother gave birth to a younger sister..."

The excited shouts and footsteps faded away.

That voice broke the tranquility of the small mountain village, and the noise suddenly became louder, with voices, doors opening, dogs barking, and chickens crowing mixed together.

Lilac's heart also jumped for joy. It was night now, and she could still feel the faint light, saying that the starlight was extremely bright, and her vision was getting better again.

A woman's loud voice asked, "Brother and sister gave birth to such a big baby all at once?"

A very disbelieving tone.

Ding Zhao rolled his eyes at the woman and said unhappily, "Why did she give birth at once? Zhi Niang got pregnant soon after arriving in the capital and gave birth to the child in July. My illness was cured and the child was one month old. Came back in a hurry."

Someone asked, "Is your illness really cured?"

Ding Zhao shook his left arm and said, "Okay, okay, old doctor Fang is a miracle doctor."

The woman added, "What's the point of being happy about a little girl? I gave birth to my fourth son in May this year."

More congratulations.

Ding Xiang guessed that the woman with the bad tone was Wang, the daughter-in-law of Ding Zhao's cousin Ding Youcai. She had often heard from Ding Zhao and Zhang that their aunt Ding Xia and their sister-in-law Wang were very greedy and shameless. In particular, he was full of resentment towards Ding Xia, as if the early death of Ding Zhao's mother was related to her.

Ding Xiang's good mood was not affected by Wang's foul mouth. It doesn't matter how much I hate you when we're separated by a room.

A little boy's voice came from far away, "Dad, mother, I miss you..."

The voice is milky and has a crying sound.

Then came a loud voice like a bell, "Zhaozi, your wife has given birth to a daughter?"

Ding Zhao saluted his father and said with a smile, "Dad, Mrs. Zhang has given you a granddaughter, Xiangxiang. As soon as the child is one month old, we will come back in a hurry..."

Hearing that his daughter-in-law had given birth to a granddaughter, Ding Zhuang was so happy that he laughed a few times and stretched out his big hand.

Mrs. Zhang guessed that her father-in-law wanted to hold the baby, and was afraid that he would not be able to hold the baby well. She had already tied the clove into a small pepper with a quilt and handed it to him.

Ding Lichun and Ding Liren's attention was completely attracted by their sister. They grabbed their grandfather's skirt and stood on tiptoe to look at it.

Ding Lichun was seven years old. He was so tall that he could barely see when he stood on tiptoes. Ding Liren was four years old. Standing on one foot, he could only see the back of his sister's head. He was so anxious that he almost cried.

Mrs. Zhang smiled and picked up her second son.

Ding Xiang fell into another embrace. Although it smelled strongly of sweat, she felt thick and warm, and she smiled hard at that person.

Finally, I was looking forward to a granddaughter. She was soft and soft in my arms, and she was so happy.

He smiled and said, "What a beautiful girl, as handsome as An An. Go home quickly, don't scare her with so many people."

Afraid of scaring the child, her voice was very soft and soft, as if it was spinning in her throat. Because of his deep voice, his words were a little unclear.

Ding Xiang had already heard her parents chatting and said that her grandmother's maiden name was Xue An, who died young. The grandfather did not shy away from praising his wife's beauty in public, and even called her by her nickname, which showed that he was not being pedantic, and he had a good relationship with his wife.

She is even more looking forward to this new home.

Ding Lichun begged, "Master, give me a hug for my sister."

Ding Zhuang raised his hand higher and cursed, "Go away, the baby is weak and you can't hold it."

"I can hold it." Ding Lichun stretched out his hand to grab it.

Ding Zhuang gave him a kick and said, "Get out of here and drop my granddaughter to the ground. See if I don't beat you to death."

Suddenly my voice got louder. Then he quickly said softly, "My dear granddaughter, I am not talking about you, so don't be afraid."

When he returned to his yard, a big black dog barked and pounced on Ding Zhuang.

Ding Zhuang kicked it away, "Go further away, don't scare my granddaughter."

Ding Lichun tied Heizi under the eaves with a rope.

Ding Zhao first held Ding Xiang and kowtowed to the memorial tablet of his mother Xue, then removed Ding Xiang's covering and put her into Ding Zhuang's big hands.

Ding Zhuang sat on a chair holding Ding Xiang, and the two brothers gathered around to look at his sister.

The light was dim, and the baby in the dim light was white and soft, with bright eyes, looking at them quietly, with a smile on his petal-like mouth.

The corners of Ding Zhuang's mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were gentle, and his eyes were fixed on Ding Xiang's face, unwilling to leave.

This was the first time that Mrs. Zhang saw her father-in-law's eyes like this, and it was the first time that Ding Zhao saw this kind of eyes again after nearly twenty years.

The two of them felt guilty and swallowed their saliva in unison.

Thank you Song Amei and Miao Xiaoyu for their tips, and thank you yunho for your monthly ticket.