Fragrance Returned

On the morning of September 26th, Ding Zhao carried his luggage and went to the pier to take a boat with his family's expectations and headed for the capital.

The argument was that Ding Zhuang's health was still not very good, so he went to the capital to consult the old miraculous doctor Fang about his condition, and then bought some good medicine.

As soon as Ding Zhao was sent away, Ding Xiang began to eagerly look forward to his return.

I hope he can sell it for a good price and improve the plight of this poor family.

The weather is not too cold now, so you can take a boat when you go. The river will definitely be closed when we come back, so we have to go overland, which will take even longer.

It would be nice to go home at the end of October.

Ding Xiang felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching her heart. She really wanted Ding Zhao to inquire about Princess Dongyang, Prince Consort Xun, and the Xun family, but in the end she had to suppress this thought.

Now, those pieces of news are as far away as possible for Ding Xiang, and she doesn't even want to face them anymore. But I felt that I had to face it, not only to deal with the bad guys, but also to find out the deeper reasons.

She pretended that nothing happened and accompanied Ding Zhuang to relieve his boredom.

Ding Zhuang seemed to have something on his mind and was always absent-minded. Sometimes Ding Xiang repeated a few words, and then he realized that his granddaughter was talking to him.

Except for Ding Li who was heartlessly happy, everyone in the family was worried and looking forward to it.

The next day, Ding Lichun, who had been working for more than a month, finally took a day off and went home.

The little boy seemed to have grown up suddenly, and he acted and spoke much calmer.

He also gave his grandfather a set of punches, which made Ding Zhuang extremely happy.

Rapid growth is heartbreaking, but Lilac is still more happy than sorry.

He brought back a pound of braised pork head meat, and also brought back good news.

Nowadays, the young ladies in the county are particularly fond of wearing colorful bracelets. Even his master’s daughter bought one. Businessmen traveling from north to south would buy many of them at one time, not only for their daughters-in-law, but also for some who would buy them back to see how to make them and then make them for sale in their own shops.

Nowadays, Jiusi Embroidery Workshop is even more famous. Many people passing through Linshui County will go to Jiusi Embroidery Workshop to buy embroidery products.

Lilac's chest trembled. She previously wanted to use several different products to make her embroidery shop famous, but unfortunately the main brand "Colorful Bracelets" was sold at the lowest price.

Ding Xiang asked Qian Dahu about the situation at home again, and she must have a good relationship with this great master.

Qian Dahu has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son is twenty years old and is a deputy commander in the Jiaozhou Army. The youngest son is twelve years old and studying in the county school. His goal is to take the martial arts examination.

The daughter's name is Qian Yuniang. She is fourteen years old this year. She is engaged and her fiancé is also serving in the army.

Although Qian Dahu is no longer in the army, he still has good connections in the army. His son and son-in-law are all in the army.

Hearing that Miss Qian likes colorful bracelets, Ding Xiang drew another different kind of colorful bracelets. Zhang made two of them overnight, the same style but different colors.

Ask Ding Lichun to forward it to her.

Ding Lichun was quite feudal, so why did he say, "I am a young boy, how about giving this to the young lady?"

Ding Xiang said, "Your sister gave it to her and asked you to turn it around."

The weather is getting colder, and Ding Zhuang's broken finger is getting better.

Ding Xiang also saw the three small fingers, only two or three centimeters long, red and swollen, and covered with thick scabs.

Ding Xiang was so distressed that she cried.

Ding Zhuang said, "Girls are timid. If I don't let you see it, you have to see it. It's better now. Stop crying."

Even if Ding Zhuang didn't say he was in pain, Ding Xiang could tell that he was in pain, frowning from time to time, and sometimes shuddering.

The colder the weather, the more painful it becomes.

In addition, Ding Zhuang suffered from hemoptysis due to anger, and was physically weak and often had fever and cough.

Every day he would take a small bite of Ganoderma powder and drink half a cup of Ganoderma soaked wine. Without such good protection of Ganoderma lucidum, the body would be even worse.

After seeing Ding Zhuang's wound, Ding Xiang asked for the job of changing the cloth belt again, wrapped her hand and tied it with a beautiful bow, and blew it again.

It's strange that after his granddaughter's operation, Ding Zhuang felt that the pain was relieved.

After thinking hard, Ding Xiang thought of two more ways to make money. In order not to be too abrupt, she watched Zhang making noodles and making soup every day, and would also ask some unknown questions.

Under Ding Xiang's training, young lady Ding Lilai can do many jobs by herself. His grandma was a very kind person and asked her servants to send him winter clothes and food several times, as well as a packet of tonics for Ding Zhuang.

The biggest shortcoming of little Shota is that she is clingy. Except when he goes to the hut, he is almost inseparable from Lilac. He also held her hand and talked about the sadness of missing his father and mother.

He was very cunning when he should be cunning, and he knew that he couldn't say this in front of his grandfather. If he did, he would be scolded badly and possibly beaten.

Ding Xiang also wanted to scold his father, but seeing how pitiful the young lady looked, she still said, "Didn't your father say that your mother is prosperous and they can't die?"

Finally, at the end of October, Ding Zhao did not come back.

The family looked forward to seeing what happened and were anxious.

In the middle of winter, Ding Liren went to sleep on Dingzhuang Kang again.

Mrs. Zhang also wanted Ding Xiang to sleep on her kang while Ding Li came and went to Ding Zhuang's place.

Ding Xiang did not agree. I finally separated the bed, but I didn’t want to fall back again. She refused to move, and Ding Lilai refused to move either.

Zhang had no choice but to add mattresses and quilts to them, and let each of them hold a Tang Pozi.

There was always a copper pot on the kang stove, and Mrs. Zhang would get up in the middle of the night to change the water in the soup pot for them.

Dingxiang was embarrassed to find extra work for her mother, but she just didn't want to sleep with them anymore.

On the sixteenth day of the winter month, it snowed heavily.

The ground, roofs, and trees were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the whole world was covered in silver.

It got dark early, and at the end of Shen Shi the oil lamps were lit in the house.

Mrs. Zhang went to the kitchen to make dinner, and Ding Liren, who had just returned home, sat reading under the oil lamp.

Ding Xiang leaned against her grandfather to comfort him. Grandpa was anxiously waiting for his father. Ding Lilai took Ding Xiang's little hand, and they sat huddled together on the big kang.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

There are few people visiting at this time.

Several people's eyes lit up.

Ding Lilai jumped off the kang and said, "Second uncle is back?"

It's rare for him to react so quickly.

Ding Liren had already ran out.

Zhang's surprised voice sounded, "Dad, the head of the family is back."

Several people ran out.

Ding Zhao gave the driver of the donkey cart ten cents, and then walked through the yard carrying two large baskets.

Ding Xiang ran to hug her father's thigh. Ding Zhao laughed loudly, put down the pole and started running with his daughter.

He did not greet his father first, but looked at Ding Xiang and smiled, "Good girl, dad misses you."

Dingxiang felt that her father's eyes were different from usual, with pity.

Daddy has always taken pity on her, hasn't he?

Dingxiang touched her father's ice-block face with her little face and said happily, "I miss you, too."

Several people entered the house, and Mrs. Zhang picked up the big basket and followed them inside.

Except for Ding Li, who was looking back and forth in the basket, thinking about the delicious food in the basket, everyone looked at Ding Zhao.

Ding Zhao smiled and said, "We sold it for a good price."