Fragrance Returned

The next day, while Ding Xiang was still dreaming about Duke Zhou on the kang, Ding Zhuang, his grandfather and his four grandsons went out after breakfast.

Ding Lichun and Ding Liren were wearing beautiful blue muslin gowns and carrying small backpacks containing pens, ink, paper and inkstones. They looked very energetic.

There are very few families in the countryside who can send two children to school at the same time. Seeing that Ding Liren also went to school, the villagers all complimented Ding Zhuang.

"Shopkeeper Ding is very capable. Both of his grandsons have gone to private schools."

Ding Zhuang frowned and said helplessly, "Mr. Li from the private school said that my Liren has a talent for reading and will be able to pass the exam in the future. The teacher has said that, no matter how much money he spends, he has to pay for it. Alas, he is so old. It’s hard to have to work hard for our children and grandchildren.”

The villagers could no longer compliment him anymore. He cursed secretly, he was obviously bragging, but he still had to say the opposite. The family is so arrogant that even the children can't pass the exam, yet they are still being promoted. Wait until you can't even pass the exam, let's see how you still brag.

Ding Zhao shook his head slightly and smiled awkwardly. Even though I talked and persuaded, my father's habit of bragging just couldn't be changed.

At the beginning of noon, Mrs. Zhang went to Jiang Tofu's house to buy tofu with Lilac in her arms.

There I met Hao and Ding Pandi. Hao was talking to the Jiang family about Ding Sifu.

Jiang Tofu's daughter-in-law said, "It's pitiful to be a cripple at such a young age. I raise some money at home and borrow some from relatives and friends, but I have to cure the disease."

Mr. Hao shook his head and said, "We need twenty taels of silver. We can't sell our house and fields and let the whole family drink from the northwest wind. We don't dare to borrow it because we can't afford to pay it back."

Aunt Jiang said, "The Ding family's big house is so poor that no one dares to borrow it."

Hao usually talks like a mosquito, but today his voice was much louder. He heard it before he even entered Jiang's house, and there was unconcealable joy in his voice.

Zhang and Dingxiang came in, and Hao couldn't help but take a step back.

She was particularly puzzled as to why this dead girl cried whenever she saw her. It is impossible for a baby who is only a few months old to see that he wants to prick her with a needle, unless she is a monster.

Today Dingxiang wanted to hear what Hao said about Ding Sifu. She didn't cry when she saw her, but greeted people with a smile.

"Grandma Jiang, Aunt Jiang, brother and sister Pan."

Just don't greet Mr. Hao.

Seeing that her daughter didn't cry, Mrs. Zhang didn't hide from Mrs. Hao.

She also wanted to know about Ding Sifu.

Jiang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law liked Dingxiang, and the Ding family was their big customer, so they praised her without hesitation.

"Oh, Xiangxiang is getting more and more handsome as she grows older. No wonder Shopkeeper Ding takes a liking to her."

"You have a sweet mouth, not to mention shopkeeper Ding, even I care about it to the point of my heart..."

Lilac's brightness and lovability made Hao feel internally hurt.

The dead girl was wearing a long embroidered coat of willow green muslin, with a small tau tied on her head, and the headband was made of silk. She is fatter than the boy, fair and tender, and as beautiful as the golden boy in the New Year pictures.

Look at my daughter again, her clothes are patched one after another, and the sleeves and trousers are joined by two hems. This was passed from Ding Dafu to Ding Erfu, who in turn passed it on to her. His body is as thin as a vine, his complexion is sallow, his hair is dry, and his bun is tied with rag strips.

They are both girls from the Ding family, so why are they so different? My daughter is disliked by everyone, but that dead girl is treated as a treasure...

Hao's sinister eyes made Ding Xiang excited, and she hugged Zhang's neck and turned her back.

The daughter-in-law of the Jiang family complimented Mrs. Zhang again, "Oh, Sister-in-law Ding Er's gold earrings are so beautiful."

Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "When I gave birth to Xiangxiang, my father-in-law happily gave me five taels of silver. I was originally asked to buy a gold hairpin, but I didn't want to part with it, so I just bought these gold earrings."

After a moment of envy, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jiang family talked about Ding Sifu again.

Hao said to Zhang, "My sister-in-law also wanted my father-in-law to borrow money from my second uncle, but my father-in-law refused."

Madam Zhang snorted coldly, "How dare Madam Wang think about it, can she afford to pay it back?" She added, "I won't borrow it even if I can afford it."

Hao smiled and said, "My father-in-law said the same thing."

On the way home, Dingxiang whispered into Mrs. Zhang's ear, "Mother, the third aunt is not a good person."

Mrs. Zhang always wondered why her daughter didn't want to see Mr. Hao, and asked, "Why does Xiangxiang say that?"

Ding Xiang's eyes were blank, speechless, and she had already thought of an idea in her mind.

No matter whether Ding Sifu was harmed by Hao or not, she felt dark in her heart. We must make our family members wary of Mr. Hao, especially not allowing our two brothers to come into close contact with Mr. Hao alone.

At night, it started to rain for the first time this year.

The rain is not heavy, just a light drizzle.

Suddenly, a child's sharp cry came from the second room of the Ding family, "Ah~~"

Then came a loud cry.

It comes from lilac.

Ding Zhao and Zhang were so frightened that they jumped up. Their first reaction was that the child climbed to the edge of the kang and fell to the ground.

The room was dark. Zhang touched the side and found that the lilac was still there.

Mrs. Zhang picked up Ding Xiang, wiped her tears with her hands and said, "Xiang Xiang, what's wrong?"

Dingxiang cried, "Be afraid, mother, Xiangxiang is afraid."

Ding Zhao went down and lit the oil lamp.

Ding Zhuang's shout came from the upper room, "Xiangxiang broke it? It's useless, even a child can't look at it. Xiangxiang broke it, let's see how I deal with you."

Ding Zhao said, "I didn't fall. It seemed like I was having a nightmare. I was scared."

Before Ding Xiang said she had a nightmare, Ding Zhao told her first.

The oil lamp was lit and the room became bright.

Lilac's face was flushed, tears flowed, and a faint fragrance floated in the room.

Ding Zhao hugged Ding Xiang and asked, "What is Xiang Xiang afraid of?"

Ding Xiang opened her eyes, hugged Ding Zhao's neck and cried, "I just saw the third aunt."

Mrs. Zhang was startled and quickly looked around the room. There were only three of them.

Ding Zhao said, "Third aunt didn't come. Xiangxiang must have been dreaming just now."

Ding Xiang cried again, "I saw my third aunt pricking me with a long needle, and I also saw her throwing a little brother to the ground."

Ding Zhao and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other, opened their mouths and were speechless.

What kind of nightmare is this?

After being surprised, Mrs. Zhang said, "The head of the family said that children have clairvoyance and can see things that adults cannot see. Tell me, did Xiangxiang see something? Could the brother she mentioned be the fourth rich man? Hao Shi broke the fourth rich man's leg? That bitch still wants to prick Xiangxiang with a needle! Oh my god."

Zhang was so horrified that her eyes bulged.

clever! Ding Xiang secretly made a thumbs up gesture and put her face against Ding Zhao's face again, "Dad, I'm afraid. Needles are scary."

Ding Zhao felt very distressed when he saw his daughter frightened like this.

He k See what we can't see.

"It's better to believe that she has something than to believe that she doesn't. No matter whether the Hao family is malicious towards Xiangxiang or not, or whether she was the one who threw the four rich people away, don't have anything to do with her in the future. Especially the children, they are absolutely not allowed to go to the Hao family Come here..."

Thanks to Melanie Aiqingquan for the tip. I feel like this name is a relative of Qingquan, hahaha. . . Thank you for your support, because with me, Qingquan is not afraid of typos, and I will point out any typos. . .