Fragrance Returned

When Zhu Qian and his wife left, Mrs. Zhu took Lilac away again.

On the morning of the tenth day of the lunar month, Ding Xiang got up before dawn and had breakfast with Zhu Qian and his wife. The couple sent her to the second door.

There were dark clouds in the sky and light snow falling.

Mrs. Zhu’s eye circles turned red again.

The eldest son is thousands of miles away and is still wandering at sea. The younger son is thousands of miles away and is surrounded by dangers. The child who is as lovable as my daughter is leaving again, and I don’t know when we will meet again.

Ding Xiang knelt down and saluted her, then stepped forward to hug her, rubbed her face against her chest, turned around and was about to leave, when Zhu Qian spoke.

"And me."

His hands were stretched out.

Lilac laughed. This uncle has lived overseas for a long time and does not understand the etiquette here.

Let alone myself.

She turned around again and hugged Zhu Qian, who laughed out loud.

Ma Liu took her home personally.

Several carriages have been parked in the front yard, with twenty sergeants leading the horses. Big Brother Hong and Little Brother Hong are also there.

Ding Xiang quickly ran back to the Rose Garden. She wanted to take a look at the little fairy before leaving.

Lilac took hold of the little fairy with both hands.

The little fairy already knew her little master, and her blue and golden flesh almost squirmed out, adhering to Lilac's wrist.

Aunt He came over to help carry things.

After coming here for more than ten days, the little master got many good things, including silks, ornaments, jewelry, everything. Most of them were given by the Zhu family, as well as the Sun family and the Qin family.

She saw the little fairy with almost all of her body stretched out, and said with a smile, "Sister, she is very rare to people, even eagles and conches. I have been feeding the fairy snails for more than a year, and they don't come out usually. They only pop up after eating." When I was with my sister, I actually crawled out."

Lilac smiled heartily,

I have fragrance, do you have it?

Suddenly, Ding Xiang found a small lump that was smaller than a mung bean popping out of the innermost part of the snail meat. She stretched out a finger and pressed it. It was very hard.

Will the little one get sick?

Ding Xiang was so anxious that she was about to call Aunt He when the conch bead that Han Qi gave her suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

She knew that conch pearls were mainly produced from giant phoenix snails.

Big phoenix snails can produce beads. Is it possible that the one-in-a-million fairy snail can also produce a bead?

Regardless of whether it is or not, you must treat this little thing well.

Ding Xiang removed the fairy snail and put it into the water, and saw its flesh slowly retracting into the shell.

She asked, "Feed it well, I will take it to the capital in the future."

Aunt He responded, "Yes."

Under the protection of twenty sergeants, the Ding family set off home.

The journey went smoothly this time, and we arrived at Beiquan Village at noon.

As soon as the carriage arrived at Huiye Pavilion, Feifei got out of the cotton curtain and flew towards the mountain.

Entering the village, I saw white flags hanging outside the door of Yuan Xia's house.

Ding Zhuang gloated, "The old guy is finally dead. Let's go home and drink to celebrate."

After returning home, Yang Hu smiled and said that Xia Jinzhong went to the county town five days ago. He got into an argument with two gangsters on the way and was accidentally beaten to death. The person ran away and the murderer has not been caught yet.

Xia Yuanwai was already seriously ill, but when he became angry again, he died the next day.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Xiang knew that Xia Jinzhong must be killed by Mr. Hong.

With these two people dead, the grievances between the Ding family and the previous generation of his family are gone.

In the evening, Ding Zhao called Ding Xiang to Ding Zhuang's room.

The two men moved the big box away mysteriously, and uncovered a layer of soil, revealing a wooden lid. Opening the lid, there was a small box of golden gold bars inside.

The flash made Lilac blink.

Ding Zhao was very uneasy. Like Ding Zhuang, he was not afraid of making firearms privately, but he was afraid of the firearms being exchanged for so much gold.

Ding Xiang comforted, "Don't worry, dad, my cousin is more unfathomable than we thought. He asked us to do it, and we thought of a way out."

The next day, Ding Xiang went to Tao Zhai to visit the old couple with gifts.

Sun and Mu Chujiu left that day, missing Ding Xiang perfectly.

Dingxiang fulfilled her promise and spent two days painting a family portrait of the Ding family.

Ding Zhuang was sitting on the armchair, Ding Xiang was leaning against his right leg, and on the right was Ding Lichun, who was holding his fists in congratulations. Ding Zhao sits on the left, and Zhang sits on the left of Ding Zhao. Ding Liren and Ding Lilai sat cross-legged at the front.

The family laughed happily. Especially men of the old, middle and younger generations, their eyes are almost gone when they smile, and their noses are round and big.

It is also a "black and white photo" with a two-foot banner.

The name is simply "Family Portrait".

Although it is not literate, it is very straightforward, but it contains the best meaning and blessings.

Ding Zhuang and others watched happily for a long time.

Lilac showed it to Tao Weng and the old lady, and they liked it too.

Tao Weng said, "'Family Portrait' is a good name, appropriate, and has a good meaning. I didn't expect that line drawings can be drawn like this, and that figure drawings can be used in this way. Xiangxiang is a great talent, and he will definitely surpass being a teacher in the future..."

Ding Xiang, who boasted shamelessly, giggled.

Old Mrs. Tao asked Dingxiang to draw a family portrait for the old couple and Sun and Mu. "Draw two pictures. We will keep one and take one back to the capital to give to my daughter. She misses us and Mu'er, so just take a look." .”

The old lady knew that although the old man had great attainments in painting, he would definitely not be able to paint this kind of real and interesting portrait better than Lilac.

Tao Weng said, "If the portrait of us and our grandson together is called a 'family portrait,' the petty old man Sun will be furious when he sees it."

The old lady snorted coldly, "I just want to make that old guy angry."

Tao Weng said, "The old guy is angry, and the one who suffers is our Hui Niang."

When the old lady heard this, she became confused.

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "How about changing it to another name, like 'Three Auspicious Treasures'?"

This name had a meaning of ridicule in previous lives, but in ancient times it was an auspicious name.

Sure enough, the two old children liked it very much and said "yes" repeatedly.

There were only three of us, but Ding Xiang still painted for a day and a night plus half a day.

The main reason is that painting Sun and Mu is a bit difficult. She had only met the child a few times, and the naughty child's facial features and emotions kept changing, finally settling on his happy eyes.

Two feet vertical width.

The picture showed the old couple sitting on the Arhat bed, with Sun Yumu standing behind, holding a lantern with "lucky" written on it in his hands, smiling brightly.

Ding Xiang didn't know the acceptance of people in the capital, so the family portrait was more traditional and formal.

The old lady liked it very much, "Oh, it's like the three of us, old and young, got into the painting. Especially Mu'er, she is completely different from when she first left the capital. Not only has she grown up, but her personality has also become cheerful. Look and laugh. How happy.

"There's a little ink smeared next to the nose. It doesn't look dirty, but it looks like the bridge of the nose is high. Tomorrow I'll have the picture framed. After it's framed, I'll send it to the capital as soon as possible to make Hui Niang happy."

Ding Xiang thought wickedly, fortunately the old lady didn't say that the thing next to her nose looked like boogers...

Ding Xiang paints family photos at home every day and has no time to play.

Fast forward to the nineteenth day of the first lunar month.

Ding Xiang finally got a chance to have a "sweet dream" during the day.

Thank you to the duckweed in the water and the fat girl on the ground for your tips, and thank you to everyone for your monthly votes.