Fragrance Returned

As soon as the Ding family entered the corner gate, they saw Zhu Qian's eldest follower, Ma Liuhou, standing aside.

He cupped his fists and said with a smile, "The general has something important to ask my sister to go to the outer study. The old man, his wife, and the young men please go to the main courtyard. The general and my sister will go there later."

Ding Zhuang and Ding Lichun were not invited.

Ding Zhuang and others went directly to the second door. Ding Xiang took the painting in her hand and went to the outer study with Ma Liu.

When they were approaching the outer study, someone pulled Ma Liu to talk.

Ding Xiang walked to the courtyard gate first, and suddenly a person walked out of the yard and bumped into Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang fell back with a "yeah" sound. The man quickly stopped and squatted down, holding Ding Xiang with both hands.

It was the man I dreamed about the night before.

The man said with concern, "Sister, didn't you hit me?"

The voice was gentle, and the mandarin was mixed with the accent of someone from the south.

The man looked at Ding Xiang without blinking, his eyes full of warmth, trying his best to suppress his emotions. He was taller and stronger than Zhu Qian.

Ding Xiang was full of affection for this strange man.

She shook her head and smiled brightly, "Nothing."

Seeing that the little girl was not afraid, the man's eyes widened with a smile, revealing his white and neat teeth. He glanced at Ding Xiang a few more times, touched her bun, got up and left in a hurry.

He also regarded himself as his biological sister Fang'er.

Ding Xiang knew that he wanted to look at her more, but had to leave.

He greeted, "Big brother."

The man paused and turned back, a little surprised.

Ding Xiang said, "I want to tell you that you look a lot like my elder brother Ding Lichun."

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, where does it look like?"

Lilac laughed and said slyly, "Black."

The man didn't expect her to say this. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and it was a bit hard to endure.

Ding Xiang added, "And her eyes," she pointed to the rising sun in the sky, "as warm as the sun."

The man was even more surprised and said softly, "You are like my little sister, you are rare."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Ding Xiang looked at his back in trance.

Bringing yourself here alone is to arrange an opportunity for him and yourself to meet.

This family really regarded her as a member of their family.

Ding Xiang was stunned when Ma Liu walked up.

Asked, "Sister, are you okay?"

Ding Xiang shook her head, "Nothing."

Ma Liu explained again, "That man is one of the general's subordinates. He is very aggressive and a little reckless."

"he's good."

Entering the outer study room, Zhu Qian sat on the chair with an incomprehensible expression.

When Ding Xiang came in, there was a smile in his eyes.

He pulled Ding Xiang next to him and sat down, and said softly, "Master Fan's name is Fan Jian. He was bribed by Wuhu Escort Bureau of Huizhou Province with five hundred taels of silver. He said that Ding Zhao had offended people in the world and wanted to buy the heads of the Ding family. Then he took away the baby girl at home and sold it.

"Fan Jian's spy in Beiquan Village was named Xia Jinzhong. I heard that you were coming to Jiaozhou, so I sent a letter to Fan Jian. The news about Aunt Jin has not been returned yet. After he confided this, his home was burned to death. "

Xia Jinzhong is the eldest son of Xia Yuanwai.

If there is an informant in Beiquan Village who is unfavorable to Ding Xiang, the first person Ding Xiang will suspect is that family.

Xia Yuanwai was paralyzed on the bed. It is said that the personnel situation was unclear and he was still cursing the young man for his success and not giving him face.

That family hated the Ding family very much.

Ding Xiang asked again, "Wuhu Escort Bureau is in Huizhou, and Aunt Jin used to be mainly active in Huizhou. Are they in contact?"

Zhu Qian said, "There must be a connection. They didn't take action before, probably because they were afraid that you would connect the matter to Aunt Jin. They took action on the road because they wanted to blame everything on the bandits. Don't leave the village at will after returning home. I have added additional protection for you. Don’t be afraid, people.”

"good."

Zhu Qian picked up a brocade box from the table and said, "I have an adopted son. He likes the sea and freedom. When I returned to Dali, he didn't come with me. The day before yesterday, he came here to visit me and your aunt. I heard that there was A little girl who looks like Fang'er is very filial to us. He said it was fate and he must give the little girl the same gift and let me deliver it to you."

Ding Xiang took the brocade box. Thinking of those gentle yet persevering eyes, I was moved.

She also wanted to send that picture to him through Zhu Qian. In this case, I sent it directly.

Ding Xiang said, "He is my uncle's adopted son, that is, my brother. It would be disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. If the uncle sees him in the future, give him a gift like this. This picture was originally given to my uncle and his wife. Yes, maybe it would be more meaningful to give it to him. I will paint another one for the uncle’s family in the future.”

Lilac put the painting on the table and opened it.

Zhu Qian's eyes narrowed, and he stood up, placing his hands on the table and looking at the picture. Later, he stretched out a hand to touch the people in the painting, first Mrs. Zhu, then Zhu Zhan, and finally Zhu Fang. His fingers stayed on her face and he was reluctant to take them off.

He looked at it for more than half a quarter of an hour before he said, "It looks like, it really does look like. Figures can be drawn like this, like meticulous paintings, but much more realistic. Haha, Fang'er actually has some flesh on her, it's not easy, This is what I want to see. If..."

He didn't say anything further, but Lilac guessed it.

It would be better if one more person could join in.

Zhu Qian was silent for a moment, and then sighed, "'Family well-being,' my uncle's lifelong wish, Xiangxiang helped us realize it."

Ding Xiang didn't know how to comfort him and remained silent.

After a long time, Zhu Qian raised his head and smiled at Ding Xiang, "Thank you Xiangxiang, you are not only smart, transparent, kind-hearted, but also a great talent. You know what we like, so you give it to us. How wonderful it is to express your love in such a way. However. This is the best gift we have ever received... Oh, it was given to my adopted son. I want to thank you on his behalf.

"Uncle, let me tell you the truth. Just keep it in your heart and don't tell anyone. My adopted son's surname is Han and his name is Han Qi. He is two years older than Zhan'er and is a good boy. He will definitely be like us. I like this kind of gift. Xiangxiang can’t break her promise. She must draw us another painting in the future.”

Now he even told Ding Xiang his name.

Let him give his ancestral surname "Han" directly to show that they are not afraid.

Start, open, open a new world.

Zhu Qian's thoughts were exactly as Ding Xiang guessed.

Han Qicai was only twenty-three years old and looked at least twenty-seven or eight years old.

Ding Xiang said, "Let me practice my painting skills again. The paintings with colors will be more realistic."

In fact, she really wanted to say that with or without Han Qi, I remembered his appearance and could draw him accurately.

They couldn't bear it anymore, not wanting to break the window covering that Han Qi was their biological son.

Zhu Qian smiled and said, "Haha, okay, we will wait. However, I will show this picture to your aunt in the evening. If she sees it, she will only look at the picture for the whole day and will not entertain guests."

Zhu Qian put the pictures away and led Ding Xiang to the main courtyard.

In the cold wind, Lilac was held tightly by his thick and warm hands, feeling as at ease and at ease as her grandfather and father held her.