Chapter 130 Home in the Capital

Ding Xiang hugged Ding Lichun's neck and saw Ding Daniu being carried by Ding Shan.

The short Ding Sifu limped behind him. Wang stopped and wanted to carry his son, but Ding Erfu went over and picked him up.

One mother gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different. Grandpa Ding Zhuang's vicious mother gave birth to three different sons, and the Wang family also gave birth to four different sons.

Ding Xiang hadn't seen Ding Youshou for a long time, and he was even more sloppy. He was wrapped in a dirty cotton-padded jacket and tied with a hemp rope. He was so cold that he had runny nose and didn't know how to wipe it. The leg is still lame, which was beaten by Widow Tang's son.

Such a selfish person deserves this. If he had spared Ding Pandi and treated her better, it wouldn't have been like this.

When they arrived at the cemetery, they took out the sacrifices and laid them out. Ding Li took his brothers, children and grandchildren to kowtow and burn paper.

The third room in the big house is gone, but Ding Zhuang's room is still there. They all gathered in front of Xue's grave and listened to Ding Zhuang chatting with her about the major events that happened in the family this year.

After finishing chanting, Ding Zhuang repeated the words he said every year, "Wait for me, we will live and die together in the next life."

Ding Lilai whispered to Ding Xiang beside him, "My father and my mother died together."

Ding Xiang ignored him. It was unclear whether Ding Chi and Tang would die together.

Ding Zhuang stood up, Ding Lichun picked up Ding Xiang, and everyone went home.

This year my family had money and bought a lot of fireworks.

After changing into new clothes, Ding Liren and Ding Lilai took firecrackers outside the yard and continued to set off, attracting many children to watch the fun.

This year, there was more excitement outside the door of Ding's second room than outside Xia Yuan's home.

Before the New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon, the sound of firecrackers rang for a full quarter of an hour.

In addition to Xue's empty bowls and chopsticks, there are two more sets of dishes and chopsticks belonging to Ding Chi and Tang.

There is one more member in the family, Feifei, who specially puts mutton, rabbit, chicken, and fish on a big silver plate for him to eat.

The silver plate was bought for it by Ding Xiang with her own money. I even bought him a golden bowl, but he didn't dare to use it because he was afraid of showing off his wealth too much.

Heiwa's big earthen bowl with a chipped mouth was replaced by a new bowl. The bowl contained two large pieces of meat and one large bone.

Ding Zhuang took off one chicken leg and gave it to Ding Xiang, and the other chicken leg to Ding Lichun.

Ding Lichun quickly said humbly, "Father, eat it."

Ding Xiang blushed a little. She was used to eating chicken drumsticks every year. She felt at ease while eating, and she didn't even know how to show mercy.

Ding Zhuang yelled, "You can eat as much as you are told. You will go to the military camp after the new year, and I don't know how many times you can have reunion dinner at home in the future."

Ding Zhuang roared loudly, but he was extremely reluctant to give up.

This eldest grandson he scolded and beat the most. I once thought that he was the only one who would always stay by my side, guarding the iron shop. I never thought that he would be the first to leave this home and pursue a career in the army, still in the Navy.

It is said that when the Navy goes out to perform missions, they sometimes float on the sea for a year and a half...

Zhang's eyes were red, and she also put a piece of meat into Ding Lichun's bowl.

Then, Ding Zhao, Ding Xiang, Ding Liren, and Ding Lilai all put a piece of meat they liked into Ding Lichun's bowl.

Ding Lichun picked up the bowl and took a few bites into his mouth. He held back his tears, wiped his mouth and said, "I am the eldest son. I want to honor my ancestors, let my family live a good life, and protect my sister. I must also not forget my past shame and clean up my friendship." Zipu, avenge me."

Ding Xiang thought of the iron foundry again. She knew that her father had already begun to lay out the plan, and he would take action if the workshop could not sustain itself.

Producing high-quality iron and improving firearms can help the elder brother get promoted. Officers are freer than soldiers and can always find a chance to return home.

When it got dark, Ding Liren and Ding Li went to the first house, the third house, and the second uncle Xia's house to call all the children who were having fun, and watched Ding Lichun set off big fireworks in the yard.

Fireworks fly high and burst into colorful bouquets in mid-air.

The entire Beiquan Village was attracted, including Xia Yuanwai's family.

Xia Zhong's daughter-in-law, Wei Shi, was extremely surprised, "Where did Ding Hong Nose get so much money to even afford such fine fireworks?"

Xia Yuanwai's face turned serious.

Xia Zhong glared at his wife and said, "No matter how rich he is, he is still a blacksmith. Others can only call him shopkeeper."

Webster blushed and dared not speak.

Looking at the fireworks in the sky, Ding Xiang sighed in her heart.

As Ding Chi said, he was extremely prosperous and had earned tens of thousands of dollars for the family at the age of six...

No matter how happy she is in this home, she cannot forget the people who harmed her in the capital.

There is still one spot this year, and Lilac wants to dream about that hand.

At the end of Xu Shi, Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao finished giving out the New Year's red envelopes, and Ding Xiang was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes and went back to the house to sleep.

The others continued to stay in the upper room chatting and joking. They also eat dumplings at the end of Haishi and set off firecrackers at midnight.

Ding Xiang ran and jumped around the room. After sweating, she hugged Tang Pozi and Feifei to sleep.

His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he could vaguely hear the sounds of Ding Liren and Ding Lilai playing in the upper room.

My eyes suddenly opened up, a bright starry sky.

The camera slowly moves down.

Lanterns were hung on the trees and under the corridors, and bright lights floated out of the small windows. They merged into a sea of ​​lights, illuminating the green tiled walls, mountains, rivers and lakes.

Here, there are bells, drums, delicious food, and endless wealth.

The camera moves forward further and enters a courtyard. Through a large partition window, we see that the house is very large, with layers of curtains and many palace lanterns hanging down. It is extravagant and magnificent.

In the middle of the room was an exotic cashmere carpet, on which two girl-like people were kneeling, kowtowing like they were pounding garlic.

In front of it is an Arhat bed covered with money-patterned velvet cushions, on which two people, one large and one small, are sitting.

Only the woman's chest can be seen. She is wearing a red phoenix and peony brocade trousers. One of her hands is holding the little girl's shoulder.

As the camera continued to advance, Kodan's brightly colored fingers were clearly revealed, and the little girl's face also became clear.

The little girl is very pretty. There was anger in his eyes, his mouth was pursed, and he looked extremely unhappy.

The little girl was probably unhappy with the people serving her, and Princess Dongyang was scolding them.

After a while, a man came over. Only his lower body could be seen, a blue jacquard brocade robe and black boots.

He seemed to have said something, and the two servants stood up and left.

The little girl shook her little body unwillingly, pouted her lips higher, and her eyes were filled with mist.

The other jade hand reached out and touched the little girl's face soothingly.

The little girl was led away by a servant, and the man sat down.

The camera keeps focusing on the hand, and the faces of the two people cannot be seen.

The man's big hand shook the jade hand and let go.

There was a burst of loud firecrackers and the laughter of Ding Lichun brothers outside, waking Ding Xiang up.

Ding Xiang opened her eyes and saw that the window paper was printed red and shiny by the firecrackers' flames. In the flashing red light, the simple cabin and simple furniture are two different worlds from the boundless wealth in the dream.

This is the home that makes her feel at ease and warm. The one she had just now was just the dream person who was out of reach.

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