Chapter 771: Returning Home

The taste of home is always something that people miss immensely.

On a table of dishes, the three of them ate cleanly, except for the bottle of expensive wine that Ding Jian bought only because he was too wordy, and even a jar of rice wine The three of them drank it cleanly. Looking at the three people who were so decent, they actually ate like a starving ghost reincarnated, and the little two who were waiting on the side were dumbfounded.

Looking at the empty plate, Ding Jian was a little embarrassed, but the taste of his hometown is to make people turn into gluttony in an instant!

"Accounts!" Ding Wei wiped his oily mouth and looked at Xiao Erdao.

Xiao Er glanced at the bottle of wine that didn't move at all, and was a little worried about the guest's refund, so he whispered with some confidence: "Chenghui is consistent with another hundred Wen, the shopkeeper said, and the odds are wiped off." ”

Ding Wei laughed, took out two Wuyi gold coins from his arms, put them on the table, and said, "Do you accept this?" ”

Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he said: "Of course I accept it, the gold coins issued by Shenglong Qian Zhuang have a good reputation here." You wait, and that's going to give you change. ”

"No need, your food here tastes very authentic, it hasn't changed at all after so many years, yes, the rest, I'll reward you." Ding Jian waved his hand, and the atmosphere was authentic.

"Thank you, thank you." Xiao Er was overjoyed, two Wuyi gold coins are the official price, and they are also worth twenty yuan, if they are placed on the black market, they can be exchanged for more. The guest only used ten consistently, and this tip was given nine, which was really arrogant. Even if the restaurant still has to take a cut, at least I can get two or three rewards, which is more than my monthly salary.

Hawkers! It's not in vain that I've been carefully serving on the side before.

"There is good tea, come to a pot, and ask for the best rain before the rain this year!" Ding Xiong said with a smile: "I have eaten a lot today, and I need to turn my food into food." ”

"Yes, yes, wait." Xiao Er happily ran away with two gold coins in his hand.

Later, a set of excellent transparent glass tea sets was placed in front of the three of them, and the green tea looked even better in the transparent glass cup.

Ding Jian slowly took a sip of tea and said, "From entering the city to here, what have you seen?" ”

Ding Wei thought for a while and said: "I have seen a lot of northern products, but I can't imagine that there is a pseudo-beam in the middle, and there are still so many northern products in our place." ”

"If the pseudo-beam can seal the land, how can it seal the Yangtze River?" Ding Jian sneered: "What's more, I'm afraid that many things here are smuggled by people from the Pseudo-Liang side." ”

"It's a way for them to make a profit." Ding Xiong was a little annoyed.

Ding Jian smiled: "It doesn't matter, they are making money, but what Datang gets is something more important, I now understand better what Li Xiang said is called soft power." ”

"Soft power?" Ding Xiong and Ding Wei were a little puzzled.

"The North is encroaching on the whole of the South." Ding Jian pointed to the bottle of wine on the table, flicked the glass teacup in front of him, and then looked at the ubiquitous northern goods on the street downstairs, "This is soft power." In the eyes of those here, everything in the north is good. The gold and silver coins of Wuyi are hard currency here, and seeing that we are rich, the restaurant subconsciously took out the best tea sets to entertain us, which shows that in their minds, everything from the north is the best. ”

Ding Xiong Ding Wei nodded again and again, although this is also their hometown, but in the north for seven years, it can be regarded as their second hometown.

"People are looking forward to a better life, and through these subtleties, the North is showing them what is better for the South!" Ding Jian smiled slightly and said: "People's hearts have been changed unconsciously. ”

After drinking a pot of tea, the three of them walked out of the door of the restaurant under the congratulations of Xiao Er, and this time there was no longer any hesitation, and they rushed straight in the direction of home.

Ding's family is the first big clan in Jingnan, the mansion occupies a whole street, and the prosperity of other streets is different, Dingjia Lane is extremely quiet, walking on the familiar bluestone avenue, listening to the crisp sound of horses' hooves, Ding Jian only felt that his heart was about to jump out.

In front of the vermilion gate, two mighty and majestic stone lions looked in all directions, the gate was closed, but in front of the door, there were two families in green clothes and small hats sitting on the bench against the wall and dozing, looking at this familiar scene, Ding Jian and the three of them couldn't help laughing.

Turning over and dismounting, Ding Jian took a deep breath and stepped on the steps.

The two family members suddenly woke up, jumped up, and subconsciously stopped in front of the three of them.

"Ding Fu'er, it's been seven years, you really have no interest, you're still guarding the door!" Ding Jian smiled and looked at the older of the two and said.

The family called Ding Fu'er suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Ding Jian for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Da Langjun, is it you?" You're back! ”

Ding Wei and Ding Xiong, who were behind Ding Jian, poked their heads out and said with a smile: "Ding Fu'er, do you still recognize our brothers?" ”

Ding Fuer screamed, turned around and ran, slammed, his head hit the door heavily, and instantly bulged a bag, but he didn't care, pushed open the door, and ran inside. One was caught off, his foot hooked on the high threshold, and another dog ate, and in the midst of the dumbfounded few people outside the door, Ding Fuer jumped up and ran inward, shouting loudly while running: "The head of the family, madam, Da Langjun is back, Da Langjun is back!" ”

Ding Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly, and took Ding Wei and Ding Xiong into the door.

The quiet mansion suddenly came to life, and the sound of rapid footsteps could be heard everywhere.

A moment later, the lobby was already crowded with the Ding family.

Ding Jian's father, Ding Ci, the head of the Ding family, seemed to be sitting in the center of the hall, but one hand placed on the Eight Immortals Table, the little thumb was constantly flicking, and the other hand was put in the sleeve and placed on his lap, but he couldn't see the situation clearly, on the other side of the Eight Immortals Table, the silver-haired Mrs. Ding had red eyes, but her two eyes were just looking at the swarthy Ding Jian.

"Father, mother, and son are not filial, so let your second elder worry about it." Ding Jian knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his parents three times. Behind him, Ding Wei and Ding Xiong also knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ding Ci.

Don't look at them now in high positions, but their original identities are all children of the Ding family.

"Get up, get up!" Ding Ci nodded, "It's good to be back, it's good to come back." ”

Ding Jian got up, turned his head to look at a woman standing beside Old Madam Ding, smiled and nodded: "Madam, you have worked hard all these years." ”

This woman is Ding Jian's wife, the eldest daughter of the envoy of Jingnan Jiedu, looking at Ding Jian at the moment, her body trembled slightly, but her eyes were full of tears, her lips were sobbing, but she couldn't speak, beside her, a boy about eight or nine years old was shrinking behind his mother, looking at Ding Jian with a probe.

He is Ding Jian's son, when Ding Jian left, he was still in swaddling clothes, but when he returned, he was already so old.

Ding Jian looked around, they were almost all there. Immediately, they hugged their fists and called over one by one, and these people also returned the salute.

Ding Wei and Ding Xiong looked around, but they didn't see their families, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious in their eyes.

"Ding Wei, Ding Xiong!" Ding Ci beckoned and called the two of them to him.

"Head of the house!" The two bowed.

"You have been with the boss all these years and have suffered." Ding Ci said.

"Don't dare, but Childe is taking care of us." The two of them spoke in unison.

"Now that you are in the north, you are all people with heads and faces, and you are all people with official status, and your family members naturally can't be servants in my house anymore, so I will buy a house for them outside and settle down, but you go back to meet your family first!" Ding Ci waved his hand and called the two family members, "Let them lead you there." ”

Ding Wei and Ding Xiong looked at Ding Jian, and when they saw Ding Jian nodding, they happily bowed their hands to Ding Ci and said, "Thank you master, then we will go back first." ”

"Go, go, bring your wife and children over at night, and there will be a banquet at home for you to wash the dust!" Ding Ci said with a smile.

"Yes!" The two bowed down again, and strode away under the envious eyes of those family members.

Seven years ago, when they left with Ding Jian, they were just two family members serving the eldest prince in Ding's house, they just had a good martial arts, but after seven years, they had already left their past companions without a trace.

Sometimes, it's really important to follow the right people!

Ding Jian is in the north, although he has not returned for seven years, there are always letters back every year, but because of the long distance and the pseudo-beam in the middle, there are fewer letters, but the general situation is still clear.

Ding Jian is in the north, but he has done all the way to the history of Hezhong Mansion, what kind of place is Hezhong Mansion? The history of the thorn in Hezhong Mansion used to be equivalent to a festival town all the way. And Ding Wei and Ding Xiong, as the members of the first district, both became guerrilla generals and captains of Zhaowu, which can be regarded as carp jumping over the dragon gate. When the news came back, the two families, who were also servants in the family, immediately bought a house outside and allocated a maid to support them.

I just didn't expect them to come back suddenly.

Ordinary people can't think of the situation inside, but Ding Ci, who is the head of this family, how could he not know that there must be a big article inside! Otherwise, with Ding Jian's current status in the north, how could he suddenly come back quietly?

"I've already sent someone to inform your father-in-law, and there are two and three bedrooms, probably in the evening, they will all come over." Ding Ci said: "You just came back, let's talk about it in detail in the evening, now you and your daughter-in-law go back first!" ”

"Yes, Father!" Ding Jian bowed in response.