Fragrance Returned

Ding Xiang doesn't think Ding Pandi must get married. My parents in the previous life were much stronger than Ding Youshou and Hao, and I both looked down on love and didn't want to get married.

As long as she can get rid of her inner demons, be calm and happy, and live the life she wants, that's enough.

It would be better if she could meet true love in the future.

Ding Xiang raised her little feet and said, "Well, these shoes are made by the hall sister-in-law. Although she is not good-looking and short, she is very smart and a good person. It is because she sang the flower ballad that our people went there The Miao village found out the inside story of Huajingwan..."

He also talked about what changes have occurred in Beiquan Village in recent years, who Xia He is engaged to be engaged to, Xia Sanfen will get married next year, how old Ding Li is, and who is dead...

Nothing was said about Ding Youshou. Except for Ding Sifu, Ding Pandi hated almost everyone in the Ding family, the most hated were Ding Youshou and the dead Ding Xia.

Scenes of distant memories appeared in Ding Pandi's mind. That familiar land and people, both good and bad, will never be seen again.

Aunt Jin, Liang Tu, Su Shi... those evil people are all dead.

Ding Pandi didn't interrupt, didn't answer, and didn't show much expression. He lowered his head and listened silently.

Sometimes you will look up and look out the window.

There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, willow silk blowing in the wind, the limping figure of the fourth rich man, the smoke from the chimney, the aroma wafting in...

It would be great if this scene stood still forever.

Ding Xiang noticed that a touch of tenderness would flash in her eyes only when she looked at Ding Sifu.

The rice is ready, a small pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a plate of braised pork, a plate of stir-fried dried tofu with leeks, and a plate of stir-fried cabbage.

Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "I made a lot, and even packed another portion to give to the old man at the entrance of the alley."

It was given by Ding Sifu to Uncle Zhao. The young boy follows shopkeeper Gong every day and is very discerning.

Lilac glanced at him approvingly. A thin young boy will be able to support himself in the future.

Ding Pandi's hands were not good, so Ding Sifu first put the food in a large bowl, and then tied a long-handled wooden spoon around her right wrist.

Ding Pandi ate slowly with a wooden spoon.

She ate very little and drank almost no water.

This is to minimize the number of outings.

After the meal, Ding Xiang kept mumbling for half an hour.

Ding Pandi hardly spoke, but Ding Xiang knew she was listening.

Finally, he said what Ding Zhuang meant, "Sister Pan, just be my sister and move in with me. We will have someone to take care of you."

Ding Pandi shook his head, "Thank you, Grandpa Second. I don't like the excitement."

Ding Xiang stood up and said goodbye, agreeing to come back here in a month to see how her hands were doing. If the effect is not good, you have to go to Puguang Temple to consult an old monk.

Ding Sifu will stay here for one night and rent a car to return to Beijing tomorrow.

Ding Pandi took Ding Xiang to the door, and Ding Sifu took her to the entrance of the alley.

The little boy was very happy and whispered, "I hope that my brother and sister will say more today than in the past few days combined."

Ding Xiang said, "I hope that my brother will be stronger than I thought, and he will get better gradually. You are a good brother, and I hope that my brother and sister can rely on you."

The young boy puffed up his chest, and he would continue to work hard. Not only to be the best tailor, but also to open an embroidery workshop...

Suddenly, the hawk's ferocious sound of "Aw~~Aw~~" came from the sky.

When I looked up, I saw a big eagle gliding.

Feifei looked very excited.

When I arrived at the entrance of the alley, I saw people standing outside the tea shop. They all looked up to the sky.

Ding Xiang couldn't see the people inside, but she could hear Ding Zhuang's voice. He lamented in a loud voice how capable Feifei was, his tongue was a little big, and it sounded like he had drunk too much.

Ding Sifu blushed, "I only asked Uncle Zhao to buy half a catty of wine..."

People praised the great eagle, and some people came up with fifty taels of silver to buy the eagle.

Ding Zhuang said in an unhappy voice, "What, fifty taels? I'm just dreaming, I wouldn't be willing to sell it for even two thousand taels."

Ding Zhuang had a fierce look, and the man didn't dare to say anything.

Ding Sifu squeezed in, "Second Grandpa, please let Xiangxiang go."

Ding Zhuang squeezed out of the crowd, whistled, and swooped down.

Several people took a car to go home.

Ding Xiang was very unhappy and talked to him through the car curtain.

"Drink hard, brag when you're drunk, and you're not afraid of being snatched away by bad guys... Huh, you don't listen to me no matter what. When no one is around, you drink, drink, drink. Look at you now, your nose is even redder. No longer handsome..."

Ding Zhuang touched his nose and admitted his mistake with a smile. His attitude was extremely good.

"Yes, it's my fault. Granddaughter, don't be angry. I won't drink too much next time... Just make your nose red. If you don't want a wife, why should you talk about being handsome..."

Feifei was being held by Ding Zhuang, and from time to time he would turn around and yell at his old master, "Ouch~~Ouch~~".

The little master is unhappy with anyone he is unhappy with.

Qiu Wangzhi, who was following the carriage, kept suppressing his laughter. The old and the young are not normal, and neither is the eagle.

He happened to run into them while he was out running errands. I wanted to say hello and leave a good impression on the two and one eagle, so that I could agree to it if I came to ask for help in the future, but I heard the old man and the little girl quarreling.

The noise was quite entertaining, so I listened to a few more words.

Unable to listen to it anymore, he patted his horse and ran forward a few steps and said to Ding Zhuangzhang, "Old Master Ding, what a coincidence."

When Ding Zhuang saw that it was the god of plague, he quickly smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Qiu, what a coincidence."

This was the third time Feifei had met Qiu Wangzhi, and he felt that this person was not very annoying, so he called him "Cuckoo" twice as a greeting.

Qiu Wangzhi loved this big eagle so much that he raised his eyebrows at it, winked, waved, patted the horse and ran away.

Ding Xiang didn't know how long Qiu Wangzhi listened, and she was so angry that she pulled her handkerchief straight.

When entering Beijing, she passed by a shop owned by a foreigner. Ding Xiang got out of the car and bought some butter and cheese.

The next day, Ding Xiang led someone to try out a batch of bread.

All-purpose flour can also be used to make bread, but it takes longer to ferment and knead. Although the taste is not as good as high-gluten flour, it is just fine.

Made another sandwich. Instead of adding eggs and ham sausage, add cabbage and vegetarian ham.

Nowadays, there is no harvest, many vegetables have not grown up, and only a few vegetables such as cabbage and leeks are edible.

Vegetarian ham is simple to make, just use tofu skin and some seasonings.

The next day, Ling'er was asked to go to Puguang Temple to deliver bread and sandwiches to Master Mingyuan, as well as sandwich biscuits that could be kept longer. He also agreed that on the first day of April, he would pick up Master Hong and come to his home to play for a day.

Ling'er came back in the afternoon and said that she had met Hong Yi's master. The master asked Hong Yi to tell him that there would be guests coming to the place on the first day of the new year. On the second day of the second day, someone would send Hong Yi to Ding's house, so there was no need to pick him up.

He also said that the pie was delicious if it was cooked right. Although the flatbread is delicious, it is not the flatbread that everyone wants, but a honeycomb steamed bun. The flatbread that the master wants is big and flat, with vegetables and cheese sprinkled on top..."

Only then did Ding Xiang realize that the flatbread the old monk was talking about was pizza.

Because she didn't like eating pizza in her previous life, she didn't think about it.

The old monk is quite good at naming names. The bread is called honeycomb buns and the pizza is called flatbread.

Ling'er was extremely happy. Although I didn't see the old god's beauty today, I got six offerings from him.

She honored her master by eating one for herself, giving one to Aunt Wei, and giving the remaining two to her mother.