I was a farmer in ancient times

Ding Fang looked at Doctor Zhou's back and turned into the wing room for a while, only to come out again after a while.

Doctor Zhou's shoes were stained with mud in the backyard. After returning to the house to change, he saw that Ding Fang was not behind him, so he turned back again.Seeing Ding Fang walking behind with a 'momo chirp', she frowned, feeling unhappy at the moment.How is this going so slow?

In fact, Ding Fang was already walking very fast, but no matter how fast her movements were, in Dr. Zhou's eyes, they were slow.Doctor Zhou is very anxious now!

Doctor Zhou wanted to open his mouth to tell Ding Fang to hurry up, but he also thought that Ding Rui would have to say something nice to her, so he swallowed the words again.

Ding Dong had been waiting outside for two hours, but he didn't show a trace of impatience.Seeing Ding Fang coming out, he hurriedly took down the stool from the carriage and let Ding Fang get on the carriage.

Zhou's family members had already prepared their horses, and Dr. Zhou rode on the horse, walking ahead all the way, looking back from time to time.

Ding Fang got into the carriage and took a look, all the seat cushions were replaced with brand new ones.Ding Fang looked at it carefully and thought about it.

The pad was unlike any she had seen before.On top of the square seat cushion, a rectangular cushion is connected.The pure cotton fabric is embroidered with purple rattan morning glory, and butterflies dance on the flowers.It's hard to put it down just by looking at it.

Ding Fang touched it with her hands. If Ding Ling was not by her side, tears would run from her eyes.Sucking her nose, Ding Fang sat down, the cushion was soft and comfortable.

Ding Ling is a girl who is good at observing words and expressions. When she saw the expression on the master's face looking at the mat, she shouted:

"Ding Dong, what kind of object is this? How rare?"

Ding Dong has long known what is inside. The drawings were drawn by the young master himself, or he went to the embroidery shop to get them in person last night. He has been in the Ding family for so many years, and he has never seen any rare objects, but every time the young master makes a move, he and others different.The fireworks last time, or the cushions this time, both surprised and admired him.He opened the curtain and handed the snacks he bought early in the morning to Ding Ling:

"Last time, the young master saw that the young lady was uncomfortable sitting, so he drew a sample when he returned to the academy, and sent someone to the embroidery shop. I just got it yesterday. Miss, do you like it?"

Although Ding Dong is not as clever as Ding Xi, he is not stupid and can be said to be quite intelligent.Explain things clearly in a few words.

"I like it." Although Ding Fang's voice was very soft, she was really happy.

After Ding Dong finished speaking, he took a big burden and handed it to Ding Fang:

"This is also drawn by the young master, congratulations on your health!"

Ding Ling took the bag, opened it, and took a deep breath:

"so cute!"

Ding Fang was still looking at the butterflies on the mat, and was attracted by Ding Ling's voice.When she looked back, Ding Ling handed her a cushion with both hands, on which a pair of cute puppies were embroidered vividly.

A puppy drooped its head, stared half-closed, half asleep and awake.Another little dog wanted to scratch it with its paw.

Ding Fang put the mat in her hand and looked at it carefully.

"Young master said, this is called a pillow. If the young lady is tired, she can hug her to sleep. This pillow can be opened, and after opening, it will be a small quilt. If the young lady feels cold, she can cover her body." Ding Dong wrote down Ding Fang's expression after finishing speaking. , Put down the curtain, and drive with the coachman.

Ding Fang was originally indifferent to others, but with Ding Huixin, this indifferent personality changed a little.But the poisoning incident made her feel alone again, and her personality became a little colder.

If seeing the cushion made Ding Fang feel that someone cared about her, then seeing the pillow made Ding Fang's cold heart feel warm again.

Yes, I am not alone now, I have a mother and a younger brother.

Ding Fang, who longs for family affection, no longer has the heart of guarding against Ding's mother and son this time, and what she gets in return is full of family affection.