Fragrance Returned

Today, the second ancestor's family invited several elders in the family to have dinner.

Ding Xiang dislikes going to the second ancestor's house the most. Everyone in his family has a higher level of seniority, and Little Luobotou is also an uncle and aunt. They all carry money, which is very boring in his family.

Ding Xiang's little mouth was raised so high that tears welled up.

Ding Zhao begged, "Dad, let Xiangxiang go to Ling'an Temple with me. I will keep an eye on her. The weather is good today, so I won't worry about her getting cold."

Only then did Ding Zhuang let go.

Today, Lilac was dressed more modestly, wearing a half-worn green muslin jacket and long skirt.

Ling'er has been suffering from the cold these days and doesn't even dare to go out of the hut. The Gong family and the Yang Hu family were busy doing needlework, and Yang Hu drove the ox cart together.

In time-travel stories from previous lives, many female protagonists who farmed and did business made their first pot of gold by selling food and accessories outside the temple.

But it was freezing cold at this time, and there were no stalls outside the temple. There were only some people walking around with bags containing mountain goods or trinkets.

Thinking of the plot in the book, Lilac wanted to buy something.

Ding Zhao said, "Come out and buy it."

Ding Xiang walked around the temple but didn't meet any eminent monk who noticed her difference, which made her quite disappointed. I thought mockingly to myself, am I not the heroine, or is the story about farming and business not what she traveled through time?

After worshiping Buddha and Bodhisattvas, donating sesame oil money, the family went to the dining hall to eat.

Ling'an Temple's vegetarian food is famous far and wide, and Ding Liren and Ding Lilai devoured it.

After eating half of the cloves, she wanted to go to the latrine, so Mrs. Zhang took her there.

Zhang wanted to find relief again and asked Ding Xiang to wait for her. But the smell here was not good, so Ding Xiang said to wait outside.

Mrs. Zhang instructed, "Just stand outside and don't run around."

Lilac agreed and walked out.

Not long after, an old woman in her fifties passed by and was attracted by the beautiful girl.

She came over and said with a smile, "Hey, what a cute little girl, how old are you?"

Before Ding Xiang could answer, Zhang's loud voice came from the latrine, "Who is talking to my daughter? Go away, go away, I will come out to deal with you."

The voice was sharp and scary. It was the first time Ding Xiang heard Zhang speak like this and she was startled.

The two young monks in Sasu not far away and several passing pilgrims all laughed.

The old lady turned red and turned away. He muttered, "I'm wrong, I'm scolding you for nothing. How can there be such a person..."

Ding Xiang was a little embarrassed. The elders were always too careful with her.

She was afraid that Mrs. Zhang would run out with her pants up before she finished, so she quickly said, "Mom, it's okay, that person is gone."

Mrs. Zhang still ran out in a hurry and led her back to the dining hall.

Along the way, he kept chattering about not talking to strangers. She handed Ding Xiang to Ding Zhao and ran back to continue squatting.

After hearing what Ding Xiang said, several people laughed.

Ding Zhao said, "Your mother did the right thing. What if that person just took pictures?"

Ding Xiang pouted, "I've grown up, it's so easy to get into trouble."

Ding Liren said, "My sister is so beautiful, she should be careful."

Ding Lilai added, "My sister is a little lady. Unlike us men, no one dares to provoke her."

Ding Lichun joked, "I have the nerve to say, who was thrown into the well?"

Ding Lilai pouted.

After finishing their fast, everyone left the temple.

Ding Xiang wanted to buy something, so her family accompanied her to buy something, while Yang Hu went to pick up the bullock cart from the cart delivery office.

She was not interested in the local jewelry Lilac, but she fell in love with the wooden toys sold by a vendor. Kittens, small fish, small tigers, birds, puppies, all kinds of small animals, all look lifelike.

Ding Xiang picked a puppy that looked like a black baby, and then wanted to pick an eagle that looked like Feifei, and held it in her pocket.

Three more sellers came to sell their goods to Ding Zhao and the others.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "It's gone, it's gone..."

Thick smoke billowed out from behind the temple, and people suddenly became panicked and crowded.

Ding Xiang suddenly felt paralyzed and speechless, and the next moment she was picked up by someone and ran away.

Ding Zhao, Ding Lichun, Zhang and others were first attracted by the thick smoke. Suddenly, they saw a big man running several feet away. In front of him was a group of green skirts and green boots, which looked like the skirts and boots Lilac was wearing.

Several people shouted and rushed over there.

A dozen people seemed to be frightened by the thick smoke and crowded together to block their way.

Several members of the Ding family pushed, kicked and hit him with all their strength. Ding Zhao and Ding Lichun took the lead in breaking through the encirclement and chasing the big man.

Seeing that the people behind him were getting closer and closer, the big man had no choice but to throw Ding Xiang down and run away. Ding Zhao ran over and picked up the unconscious Ding Xiang.

Ding Lichun still wanted to chase the big man, but Ding Zhao stopped him, "Those people are committing crimes in a gang. We can't handle them. Go back quickly."

The pilgrims on the side were also frightened, "How dare you snatch the baby in broad daylight? You are so courageous."

Another person said, "This family is powerful. If it were anyone else, the thief would have gone far away and put the little girl into the car. There would be no way to catch up."

Another person said, "I heard that many pretty girls were lost in Northern Hebei, and that group of thieves came here again? Oops, I have to go home and talk about it, so be careful."

Mrs. Zhang, Ding Liren and Ding Lilai ran up, their faces full of tears.

The fire in the temple was not serious and has been saved.

Ding Zhao's face became more solemn. The fire must have been lit to grab the incense, but it looked at how powerful the group was in order to grab the incense.

Among the people Ding Zhao pinched Ding Xiang, Ding Xiang woke up leisurely.

Ding Zhao said, "My daughter is not afraid, nothing will happen."

Ding Xiang was frightened and cried while hugging Ding Zhao.

When they were about to get on the bus, the Zhike monk from the temple came over. There was a fire in the temple, and there was another case of kidnapping, and people couldn't help but contact each other.

The monk Zhike asked, "Did the little benefactor see the appearance of the man who robbed you?"

Ding Xiang shook her head, "I didn't see it."

She saw it and glanced at the man before falling into unconsciousness. But she didn't dare to say that there might be some accomplices of the robbers among the spectators.

Zhike Monk asked again about the appearance of the wooden toy vendor.

The Ding family and the pilgrims were all talking.

Wearing the most common ear hat, gray cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers, some say gray and others say blue, he has small eyes and a small nose, and looks ordinary, just like you and me.

After getting in the car, Ding Zhao said solemnly, "The old woman who first talked to Xiangxiang was probably an accomplice of the robber. She didn't succeed, and she planned what happened next with her accomplice."

Ding Xiang said weakly, "I remember what they looked like. The person who hugged me ran away with his hat, and I saw that a piece of his right earlobe was missing. I will draw the portrait when I get back, and dad will show it to the county magistrate."

Those people must be dealt with, lest they continue to plot against her.

It's because her father and brother were so powerful that so many people didn't stop her, otherwise she would have been snatched away.

After returning home, Ding Xiang used a brush to draw the appearance of the old woman and the appearance of the man who robbed her.