Fragrance Returned

Ding Zhuang muttered a few key words, "Xianhe Buzi, Su Tu, Pandi, Aunt Jin, Tuomeng..."

His mouth opened wider and wider.

Ding Zhuang fully believed that An An had entrusted his granddaughter with a dream again, and that her granddaughter's dream was real.

He intuitively felt that such an important thing should be told to Zhu Qian. The problem was how to say it. It could not be said that it was his granddaughter's dream.

If outsiders find out about my granddaughter's superpower, it will cause trouble.

He believed Zhu Qian, but was still unwilling to tell him the secret.

Ding Xiang took Ding Zhuang's hand and said, "Master, we have no choice but to make it clear to our cousin. They know what to do..."

Ding Zhuang shook his head, "Granddaughter, you cannot let others know that you have this ability, it is dangerous."

"Master, I can't care about this anymore. The old monk said that I can master Chu. I think this dream is very important. I can't do anything else. All I can do now is provide information and let them do it. I believe in my eldest cousin, he Apart from our family, the people who want me to stay alive the most are the only ones who want me to be alive."

Ding Zhuang thinks this is reasonable. He pondered for a moment and said, "The most direct way is to tell Han Dahan and let him tell his eldest nephew. But this matter cannot be known to outsiders. Call Liren back tomorrow and ask him to go to Jiaozhou."

The second grandson is calm, and Ding Zhuang can only let him go now.

That's all, Ding Xiang nodded.

After talking a lot, Ding Xiang became tired again and lay down.

Ding Zhuang said, "Let's go and live in the east wing. I will take care of you until you recover. That mother of yours is just a fool. She can't even take care of her own daughter."

He vented his anger on Mrs. Zhang.

Ding Xiang pouted, "I'm dreaming, how can I blame my mother?"

Ding Zhuang couldn't help but picked up Ding Xiang and went to the east chamber.

When my granddaughter grew older and couldn't live in the same room with me, I put her in Ding Lichun's room.

He lives in the hall, closer to his granddaughter.

Mrs. Zhang was so angry that her eyes were red and she did not dare to speak.

Ling'er packed up Ding Xiang's bedding and took it over.

Lilac lay down and fell into sleep again.

Ding Zhuang asked someone to move a small couch into the living room, and he slept here temporarily.

She woke up from hunger.

When I opened my eyes, there was a faint morning light outside the window. Ding Zhuang's high and low snores were extremely loud, and the sounds of cooking and sweeping in the west courtyard could be heard faintly.

Ding Xiang didn't want to move, so she subconsciously touched the side, but there was no Feifei.

She saw Feifei when she woke up yesterday. The little thing must have seen that she was awake and didn't like so many people in the house, so it went back to its own home.

Ding Xiang continued to think about that dream and the pink palms.

Thick calluses can be softened by soaking, but it is absolutely impossible to soak them into a thin, tender and smooth skin. They should be peeled off.

Ding Xiang's heart tightened again. In ancient times, there were no anesthetics, so it would hurt so much.

How many crimes had Ding Pandi suffered? How did she fall into that wolf's den?

Thinking of her subsequent perseverance, she relented, ate, and was willing to continue living. It was definitely not because of fear, but because of the belief in her heart.

She told Ding Sifu that she would make more money to make the rest of his life easier and atone for her mother's sins...

It is Ding Sifu who supports Ding Pandi to live.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiang's nose became sour.

I feel sorry for that girl.

I hate that I am imprisoned here, unable to do anything, not even able to go to the capital.

When Ding Zhuang got up in the morning, he went to the west courtyard and asked Li Xiaolu to drive to the academy to find Ding Liren, telling him that there was something urgent at home and asking him to come back immediately.

After having breakfast, Old Doctor Jin and Zhang Jinshi were sent back to the county seat by Li Maigao.

Today is twenty-two. It’s time to go to Tao Zhai for class.

Ding Xiang felt weak and asked Ling'er to ask for leave from Tao Weng. She would go tomorrow.

Ding Zhuang frowned and said, "No, girls, they work so hard that their bodies are exhausted. From now on, I will study once a month and I will tell Tao Weng."

Ding Xiang didn't have the energy to argue with him, and felt that she should rest for a few more days, so she was speechless.

When Ding Zhuang was gone, she still managed to get up and draw a picture of Ding Sifu.

The crescent eyes are gentle and bright, the face is chubby, the nose is round, and he smiles happily.

With such a look in his eyes, Ding Si is the only richest person in the Ding family.

Looking at this boy, Lilac had a desire to protect him and let him have a good life.

Ding Liren hurried home at early noon.

On the way, he heard Li Xiaolu say that cloves were not good, and he was extremely anxious.

I felt relieved when I saw my sister sitting quietly on the bed with nothing obviously wrong.

He came over and took his sister's hand and asked, "What's wrong with my sister? What's wrong with me?"

Ding Zhuang followed and closed the door.

The three of them had a secret conversation and then asked Ding Liren to bring the portrait of Ding Sifu to Zhu Qian.

Ding Liren looked at his sister. It turned out that his grandmother's spirit in heaven would entrust his sister with dreams.

My sister is truly a blessed person.

This matter must be kept secret. Grandpa made him swear not to tell anyone.

He swore a poisonous oath.

Things were ready, Ding Liren got on the carriage, and Yang Hu drove the carriage himself, and set off for Jiaozhou.

Also going together were Brother Hong and Li Dalu. Brother Hong's excuse was that he had some spare money at home and asked a doctor there to see his leg.

Mrs. Zhang didn't know what was going on, but looking at the expressions of her father-in-law and children, she knew something big had happened.

She never asked questions about things that were not allowed to be known to her. She only prepared her son's clothes and food.

I sent my son to Hui Ye Pavilion, feeling worried in my heart.

It started to rain again.

Ding Xiangru's vitality was hurt, and it took a few days for her to recover.

Ding Liren came back ten days later. In addition to bringing back half a car of gifts, he also brought back a few words from Zhu Qian, "Thank you Xiangxiang, I understand."

No matter how worried Ding Xiang is, she won't be able to see anything happening in the capital this year.

In September, the apples on the apple trees turn red, and they have produced more than 300 fruits this year. The trees were full of red, attracting many people to watch outside the yard.

Red apples are still not for sale. One hundred were given to the Zhu family, one hundred to Ding Zhao in the capital, twenty to the Tao family, and the rest were eaten at home and given to relatives and friends.

It was noon, Ding Xiang had just finished eating a red apple, when Li Xiaolu came to report that there was an escort asking to see him.

Escort?

Ding Xiang quickly wiped her hands clean and said, "Let him come over."

This escort was not the one who came last time. He presented a small package.

Ding Xiang asked a few questions about the person who escorted the escort. The person was cryptic, so he just let it go.

I don't know whether it was because he was told to do so, or because this escort was much more attentive, but the first three words of "Jingcheng Wantong Escort Bureau" on the signature slip were not clear, and only the last three words, "Tong Escort Bureau" could be seen.

Ding Xiang pretended not to notice any clues and happily signed and fingerprinted the deposit form.

I thought to myself, God is wise, but luckily the escort made a mistake last time.

As soon as the man left, Lilac opened the package. There was a letter and a small wooden box inside. The wooden box contains small silver ingots, which are the same as the silver Aunt Jin threw to Ding Pandi in the dream.

Thirty in total, sixty taels.

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