The Bennetts of Longbourn welcomed their second child on this sunny morning, but it was another disinherited girl.She has slightly curly chestnut hair, inherited entirely from their witty husband.

And Mrs. Bennett on the bed was still very young, so young that her face was as smooth as an egg, and her lips were as bright as flower buds. Although her forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat, it still could not affect her beauty.If it weren't for such beauty, how could Mr. Bennett propose to this beauty without hesitation?After all, compared to Mr. Bennet, a squire who owns a little property and has three or two poor families attached to him, Mrs. Bennet's family is just a family of lawyers in a small town.

Although not as good as the elder daughter Jane, who had completely inherited Mrs. Bennet's beauty, this child was undoubtedly beautiful. Mr. Bennet named this daughter Elizabeth Bennett.

What a well-behaved child this is. When he is hungry or needs to excrete, he usually moans or makes no noise.It's been more than a week, and the child hasn't opened his eyes yet. He really doesn't bother to do anything except eat and drink.

Jane was a little bored lying beside Elizabeth's crib. She was too young and hadn't left the house yet, but was occasionally held by Mrs. Bennett on the chair in front of the court to bask in the sun.At most, I have seen village children who depend on their own family once or twice.But after all, there are too many differences in identities, and childhood without playmates is really too lonely.For the arrival of sister Elizabeth, nothing is more happiest than her.

"Dad, why is my sister sleeping all the time?"

"Elizabeth is still too young to eat and sleep, but she will grow up soon. Jane grew up like this too."

At this time, Mr. Bennett had not been married for four years, and he still had great expectations for the birth of his heir, and he was not so urgent.

The little baby with eyes closed in the crib is sucking his fingers with a flower-like mouth, his brows are slightly furrowed, and his brows are light chestnut.In fact, she was gnawing on her fingers with her toothless gums, what a mess! (Sister actually crossed time! Everyone around Nima is still speaking pure British English! Then sister should show her talent and help them say helletyou? Or should she keep a low profile and pretend to be dull and autistic?)

But obviously Elizabeth was too worried, no matter how she showed at this time, she could only show the baby's immature cry.

It's only good at first, and the process can be a little painful.As long as Elizabeth can eat solid food in the near future, she will know how well-deserved the reputation of British dark cuisine...

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