Fragrance Returned

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao were very happy. Beginning of Spring saved General Zhu's son, and his life was not in danger. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise.

As for suffering some punishment, a grown man is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of suffering.

The mule cart stopped in front of Jiulu Zhixiu Pavilion, and Zou Qing rode to the garrison mansion.

Dingxiang and Zhang took many things from the Zhixiu Pavilion, including kang screens, plate buckles, wealth knots, colorful bracelets, and round fans, all of which were high or high-end. The high-end ones are for senior officials, and the mid-range ones are for Ding Lichun's immediate bosses and people he needs to have a good relationship with, including Zou Qing and Qian Lei.

Half an hour later, Zou Qing arrived with five soldiers on horseback.

Ding Zhao gave each of those people one tael of silver as a gift.

It was already early noon. Everyone had finished their meal at a nearby restaurant and headed towards Jiaozhou.

Ding Xiang didn't sleep well last night. Now that she knew her eldest brother's life was not in danger, she felt relaxed and fell asleep in Zhang's arms as soon as she got in the car.

When Mrs. Zhang woke her up, it was already dusk.

They came to a station.

The post station stands in the wilderness, with a village vaguely visible as far as the eye can see. Two lanterns with the word PI written on them at the door are swaying in the wind.

Ding Xiang shuddered, remembering a scene from a ghost movie in her previous life.

Their status was not qualified to live in the inn, but it was under the jurisdiction of Linshui County. They had Guo Shoubei's letter, so they moved in.

The Ding family was not short of money, so they arranged a table for Zou Qing and the military masters to drink and dine in the evening.

Ding Xiang slept in the same room as Ding Zhao and his wife, and did not dare to go out for a walk to see the scenery, so she stayed in the house.

Early the next morning, everyone had breakfast and set off.

There was no curtain on the carport, and Lilac looked at the scenery outside. There are many mountain roads in this section, and the bumps and bumps are very uncomfortable. It didn't take long for me to lose interest in seeing the scenery.

They didn't go to the village or shop before noon. Everyone ate snacks brought from home, fed the horses and mules, rested for a while and then set off on the road again.

When it was getting dark, we finally arrived at a small town.

Go to the city and find an inn to stay.

It started to rain lightly during the night and it continued to rain the next day.

Everyone walked forward in the rain.

Today is July 19, Lilac’s real birthday.

On this day every year, Lilac is particularly grateful for this family.

If her parents hadn't picked her up, how could she have grown so big. If her grandfather hadn't cut off his finger to save her, how could she have such a good life. There were also several brothers who doted on her to the heavens.

In the car, she played coquettishly with her grandfather and her mother, and even pulled the raincoat of her father who was driving in the rain. Unfortunately, her brothers were not there.

Before dark, we came to another inn.

This place was close to Jiaozhou, and even though the station was not under the control of Shuijun, they still moved in based on General Sun Shen's letter.

As soon as Ding Xiang opened her eyes the next morning, Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, My daughter is seven years old, and her life is going well.

Ding Xiang sat up, put her arms around Zhang's neck, and buried her head in the crook of her neck.

Ding Zhao pushed the door in from the outside and said with a smile, Still acting coquettishly with my mother. Get dressed quickly, your father is anxious to see you.

This was outside. Mrs. Zhang did not dare to dress up her daughter too much, so she wore a half-used green silk skirt. However, the ordinary colorful bracelet on the hand bowl was replaced by a colorful bracelet strung with jade beads. The jade beads are of the highest quality, and Ding Zhao and Zhang never wanted to offend their daughter.

Lilac went to grandpa's room.

Ding Zhuang sat on the bed, looked at his granddaughter who came in and said with a smile, Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, my granddaughter is seven years old and even more beautiful.

He is starting to look more and more like An An.

He was happy and disappointed.

When my granddaughter grows up, I can no longer hold her like I did when I was a child.

Ding Xiang walked over and leaned into her grandfather's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning, her little body twisting constantly.

Ding Zhuangji was impressed, but he still said insincerely, Xiangxiang has grown up and can no longer act like a spoiled child with grandpa like this.

Ding Xiang said reluctantly, Lao Laizi still wears colorful clothes and entertains himself when he is seventy years old. I am only seven years old and I am still young.

Ding Zhuang laughed out loud, You can't do this when you go out.

Okay. Ding Xiang agreed happily.

After breakfast continue to set off.

At the end of the afternoon, we finally arrived at the gate of Jiaozhou City.

There are two soldiers waiting outside the city gate.

Seeing them, one person rode back to report the news, and another person came over and hugged Zou Qing and said, General Zou, I've been waiting for you. I'll stay at my general's house to recuperate in the beginning of spring, and go directly to Zhu's house.

Zou Qing introduced, He is General Zhu's personal soldier, He Yong.

Ding Zhao asked, How is Lichun's injury?

He Yong hugged Ding Zhao and said, Brother Lichun is feeling better. You can still get up and walk a few steps today.

The Ding family members were completely relieved.

After entering the city gate, Ding Xiang looked out the window.

The streets are very wide, and six carriages can run parallel on the main street at the same time. I don’t know whether it’s due to humidity or aesthetic reasons, but the houses here are all blue with black tiles and green bricks, and there are no whitewashed walls.

The sounds of hawking came and went, mostly from those selling seafood.

In ancient times, Qingdao was just a small town in its previous life, but in this world it has developed into a prosperous coastal city.

Lilac seemed to smell the fishy smell of sea water, mixed with the fresh taste of seafood.

She immediately fell in love with this city and said, Grandpa, we can buy a house here. Let's see if my eldest brother has a place to live.

She knew that her father had a thousand taels of silver in his pocket, which should be enough to buy a house.

Ding Zhuang smiled and said, My granddaughter is smart, why didn't I think of that? Li Chun is already fourteen years old. I bought a house for him to marry his wife, and we can live there too.

The old man thought further.

We arrived at Zhu's Mansion in less than half an hour.

Zhu Zhan was waiting at the door.

After getting off the mule station, Zhu Zhan went over and bowed deeply to Ding Zhao, Uncle Ding, the beginning of spring is because my nephew is injured and feels ashamed.

Ding Zhao jumped off the mule cart, returned the salute and said, You're welcome, General Zhu.

Ding Zhuang also jumped out of the car and greeted Zhu Zhan.

Lilac's little head stuck out of the small window, grinned at Zhu Zhan and said, Brother Zhu.

Zhu Zhan also smiled at her.

Zhu Zhan led the way and the mule cart went to a yard.

The courtyard is quiet and quiet, with six rooms in the front and back. An iron tree is planted in the middle and there are a few clumps of bamboo in the corners.

Zhang and Dingxiang got out of the car.

Several people entered the house eagerly. The door to the west room opened, and Ding Lichun's voice came, Master, father, mother, sister.

The voice was low and filled with joy.

Several people crowded into the west room, Zhang held his left hand, Ding Xiang climbed directly onto the bed, Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao looked at him up and down.

Is your son okay? Mrs. Zhang's voice was choked with sobs.

Ding Lichun's face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, his upper body was bare, and a cloth belt was tied diagonally on his right shoulder.

He smiled and said, Mom, it's okay.

The spirit is not bad.

Ding Xiang touched his face and asked, Brother, does it hurt? Then she answered to herself, It must be very painful.

Ding Lichun smiled nonchalantly and said, It doesn't hurt.

Ding Zhuang smiled and said, Your injuries are not as serious as those I suffered in a fight when I was young. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep for several days.

Ding Zhao chuckled, it was indeed much better than he thought.