Fragrance Returned

Xia Wenguan blushed. He had already heard from his grandfather and father that they would not talk about the marriage, but he did not give up and wanted to wait until Dingxiang turned fifteen.

After waiting for so many years, Ding Xiang's words and deeds must be regulated. Ding Xiang is too beautiful to let her get a bad reputation and affect her and her grandfather's reputation.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiang would contradict herself so much and compare herself to a policeman. He is Tong Sheng's grandson, and he will be a scholar in the future.

Xia Wenguan pointed at Lilac and said, "Sharp teeth and a sharp mouth are the only things in the world that are difficult to raise for women and villains."

Ding Xiang said, "Your breasts and your mother are also women. Take this home and tell them."

Seeing three figures, one tall and two short, appearing at the entrance of the village, Ding Xiang greeted them with a show of face.

"Dad, brother..."

Ding Zhao smiled and picked up Ding Xiang.

Lilac's giggle was especially loud.

Seeing the figure leaving the door of his house, Ding Zhao said, "When you see that family in the future, Xiangxiang stay away and don't pay attention to them."

Ding Liren said angrily, "Xia Wenguan is mentally retarded, let's see if I don't beat him tomorrow."

Ding Li came and said, "Well, let's beat him together."

Xia Wenguan not only said those words to Ding Xiang, but also told Ding Liren to take care of his sister. Ding Liren was so angry that he had several fights with him.

Xia Wenguan couldn't defeat Ding Liren, and Ding Li came to help. I beat him to tears every time, but it didn't take long for him to do it again.

When he was beaten, he never told his husband, nor did he seem to tell his family. The Xia family never came to see his husband or complain to Ding Zhao.

Because of this, Ding Liren felt that Xia Wenguan was still a man, otherwise he would have beaten him even harder.

Ding Zhao did not stop his son from beating Xia Wenguan. He didn't want to offend Yuan Xia, but he was not afraid of him. People are bullying him, it would be weird if he doesn't beat him.

Dad didn't know this, otherwise he would definitely beat Xia Zhong.

Entering the twelfth lunar month, the weather is freezing and the Dingxiang family is eagerly looking forward to the return of Ding Zhuang and Ding Lichun.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, heavy snow fell in the sky.

Zhang Xiaobao came back from a business trip in northern Hebei and gave the Dingxiang family a few packages of local specialties and stayed there for a day.

He smiled and said, "It's getting cold. Let's take a rest at home and go out again next spring."

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "In the past half a year, my uncle has made a lot of money, right?"

Zhang Xiaobao laughed and said, "It's not bad. Although it's hard work, I earned a net of twenty taels of silver. Our whole family couldn't earn this amount after three years of hard work."

Thinking of the rare earth mine, Ding Xiang said, "I remember there was a bare hill across the Baishui River and to the north of your village. It's strange, why doesn't grass grow on the hill?"

She also asked Ms. Zhang this question, but Ms. Zhang didn't know and said with a smile, "Grass doesn't grow on stones. Every girl wants to do so much."

Zhang Xiaobao always felt that Ding Xiang was smart and interested in everything.

He explained, "The soil on that mountain is rare crystalline soil. That kind of soil is barren and nothing grows...well, it can't be said to be barren. During the famine years, the villagers really had nothing to eat, so they used the rarecrystalline soil to You have to carry it to the kilns outside the mountains to exchange money. You have to cross rivers and climb mountains and ridges, and you can’t exchange it for much if you carry it out basket by basket..."

Ding Xiang knew that the hill was a public area and anyone could dig the soil on it.

I'll have to find a way to buy it later.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaobao went home, and Mrs. Zhang brought two pieces of soy sauce meat and two packets of tonics back to her family. Zhang Laozhang's health was getting worse. Mrs. Zhang originally wanted to wait until Zhang Jinshi returned home to send the medicine back, but Zhang Xiaobao arrived.

After sending Zhang Xiaobao away, Ding Xiang sat on the warm kang in the north room, climbed on the kang table and designed clothes, thinking about what clothes would look good with buttons.

Feifei came back last night. He was standing behind Lilac, pecking his little master's butt or her back.

Ding Xiang waved her back with her little hand from time to time, "Don't make trouble, sister is doing business."

Ling'er sat aside and embroidered, and was amused by the actions of her master and Feifei from time to time.

The courtyard door suddenly rang, followed by Hei Wa's barking.

Ding Xiang was overjoyed and ran out quickly.

Grandpa and eldest brother should be back in the next few days.

Ling'er opened the door and Ding Zhen came with the silk thread.

She was wearing a red printed muslin coat and long skirt, with a circle of small flowers embroidered on the collar and sleeves, making the girl look pretty.

If she weaves some simple knots well, Mr. Zhang will pay for them.

Being able to make money from her crafts at such a young age gives her a great sense of accomplishment and makes the girls in Beiquan Village envious.

Ingenious, beautiful and hard-working, with a well-off family background, little Lolita Ding Zhen is now considered a minor celebrity within a dozen miles around.

Two matchmakers have already come to her door to propose marriage to her, but Dingshan rejected them all because they were too young.

However, the news about Xia Yuan's request for marriage was not revealed, so they must have silenced the Zhou family.

Except for Xia Yuan's family, no one came to marry Ding Xiang. It's not that Ding Xiang isn't good enough, it's that she's too good, strong and powerful, and people who feel they're not worthy don't dare to think about it.

As soon as Ding Zhen sat down, she gossiped, "I just saw Xia Yuanwai and Xia Li walking around the village with two people. They said they wanted to buy land and build a house in the village."

Lilac became interested, "Oh, who is it?"

"I don't know. They are wearing silk clothes. They are shiny. They are better than the clothes Xia Yuanwai wears. Oops, Xia Yuanwai's face is so full of smiles. I thought he couldn't smile before, but he actually can."

It is not easy to make Xia Yuanwai such a fawning person.

At noon, Yang Hu and his wife came back from town and bought half a fan of pork.

The family is having a better time now, and they make a lot of sauced meats and marinated meats, which are very spectacular to hang under the eaves. Ding Zhao asked him to make more and give some to Qian Er's family as gifts during the Chinese New Year.

People here don’t like to eat smoked bacon, but they like to eat sauced meat or cured meat.

Ding Xiang went out and asked, "Uncle Yang, I heard that there are foreigners coming to the village to buy land and build houses?"

Yang Hu smiled and said, "Well, I heard about it on the way back. I heard that the owner's surname is Tao. He is no longer an official. He wants to return to his roots and buy five acres of wasteland to build a house in the south of the village."

Lilac's eyes widened. She heard Ding Zhao say that in the past hundred years, the most knowledgeable person in Beiquan Village was Xia Yuanwai, who was a child in his early years. There was only one scholar in the entire Gu'an Town, and that was Mr. Li.

Who will be this Tao Juren who returns to his roots?

Yang Hu smiled again and said, "That was an old story more than forty years ago. Tao Ju's family used to live in a neighboring town. When he was young, he and his widowed mother were bullied by the tribe and couldn't survive. They fled and rented a few houses in our village. Next. Oh, this is the house where Ding Youshou lives now.

"Relying on his widowed mother selling sesame cakes in the town, Tao Juren studied hard. At the age of 15, he was selected as a scholar, and at 19, he was selected as a candidate. The villagers called him Tao Juren. Later, he moved to the county town. After passing the imperial examination, he became an official. I don't know where he moved. Where have we gone? After more than 40 years of separation, we are moving back again."

"The Tao family's household registration is in a neighboring town. They have only lived in Beiquan Village for a few years. They don't like to make friends with others, so the villagers gradually don't mention them. The two people who came today are servants. They said they would buy the land first and next year Build a house in the spring, and Tao Juren will move back in after it is completed."

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