Mr. Walker's vicarage is only three miles from Earl Gordon's estate, between the City of London and the town of Windsor.Mrs. Bennett and others set off early, walked along Regent Street, Oxford Street, passed Hyde Park, and enjoyed the prosperity of London. After leaving the city, there was another beautiful rural scenery along the way. Among the different beauties of fine craftsmanship and natural richness, I feel very happy.

Catherine and Aunt Gardner had seen the richness of Earl Gordon's manor when they went to the ball last time, and the others didn't say it was the first time, but they hadn't seen much of the countryside ruled by the powerful Earl.They sat in the carriage, sighing and discussing that this place really looks different from other places.

Elizabeth, who had once lived with Mr. Collins near Losings Manor, could not help comparing what she saw with what she had heard before.After observing for a while, she shared her opinion with her family members, thinking that Earl Gordon's manor was obviously richer and more peaceful than Lady Catherine's.

Earl Gordon and Mrs. Catherine are of course not in the same breath. Catherine deliberately exaggerated the gap between Jane and Mr. Walker in front of her mother.She took great pains to do so, and she was afraid that her mother would complain and say something out of place in front of Mr. Walker, such as that Mr. Bingley's Nedfield Manor was much bigger than this one, which would embarrass Jane.She touted Mr. Walker's low status to Mrs. Bennet again and again, saying that the wealth of the parish means that the pastor's income will rise accordingly, and Jane's life must be very rich and respected.

What Catherine didn't expect was that her worry this time was completely unnecessary.Seeing such big figures as the earl and his wife present on the wedding day, Mrs. Bennet is now very satisfied with the son-in-law of Walker. She believes that other daughters will not have such great honor, so she feels more and more for the eldest daughter and her husband. Hair is important.

Mr. Bingley, who had once held her heart and soul, was forgotten.Mrs. Bennet had figured it out.Although Bentley's income is much higher than that of Mr. Walker, Mr. Walker's elder brother is a member of Congress. He is a figure who can decide major affairs of the country, and he can often see the king!He himself was a priest trusted by the Earl. She had inquired about it. Earl Gordon was a political figure who often appeared in the newspapers. Compared with this, Mr. Bingley's status with only money and no rich relatives seemed a bit insufficient.

After about an hour, their carriage was about to arrive at Mr. Walker's house. When the car turned a corner and a four-story brick-red house appeared at the end of the road, everyone became excited.They saw that Mr. Walker and Jane were already standing in front of the door, and Jane also saw the arrival of the family members and waved to them happily, while Catherine and Elizabeth happily waved their arms to their sister.

Mr. Walker specially spared the whole day to entertain them, which made Catherine and others feel at ease, but at the same time, he couldn't help but appreciate and feel more at ease about his sister's marriage.With the introduction of the owner, the group of them were able to thoroughly visit the whole house.

Catherine and the others found to their satisfaction that Mr. Walker's house was extremely spacious, with more than 20 rooms in total. The interior design of the house was generous and bright, and the furniture was neat and comfortable.When Catherine was watching, she also saw a piece of land that seemed to have just been scraped away. She couldn't help being curious. Jane blushed slightly and said that Mr. Walker asked the gardener to remove the tree and planned to set up a swing for her here.

After the visit, everyone spent the day chatting and playing cards. When it was time for dinner, the Bennett family was happy to see that in addition to three servants, Mr. Walker’s family also hired a special chef. Jane’s life after marriage Just like before marriage, there is no need to do any housework.There is still a brand new Phaeton carriage parked in the yard, which was just bought by Mr. Walker for Jane, and it is completely at her disposal. Mr. Walker originally proposed to buy two more horses, but Jane stopped them and did not buy them at home. .

As the newlywed hostess, Jane did not have as much involvement in the understanding and arrangement of the family as Walker.But Mr. Walker respects Jane's opinion very much, and whenever Jane has any ideas, he will actively adopt them and implement them immediately.Jane was satisfied in her heart, and her face became more radiant and blissful.Every word she said exudes a cheerful breath, and everyone can feel her satisfaction with married life.

After the meal, Mr. Walker thoughtfully took the two elders and Mary for a walk nearby.When there were only three sisters left, Jane finally stopped being reserved, and generously told the two sisters what kind of happiness she was immersed in.She explained her husband's importance and admiration for her one by one. Everything was observed from the details, not from the other party's straightforward statement. Catherine and Elizabeth nodded after hearing this, and couldn't help being happy for their sister.

Catherine said with satisfaction, "Jane, I really think you are the happiest person in the world after hearing this."

Jane was in high spirits, with blessings in her words: "Lizzie, Kitty, please let me speak out for once, but I really think I am the happiest person. Marriage is really wonderful, I really hope you can be like me sooner happiness."

Now that she had seen with her own eyes how happy Jane's life was now, Mrs. Bennet saw no reason for them to stay in London.

Although the bustling London is very new to her, she has something more impatient to do: she has to hurry home and brag about the pomp and grandeur of Jane's wedding and Jane's wedding to everyone she can meet. How powerful is the husband's family.Mrs. Bennet made up her mind to speak to Mrs. Lucas a few times in particular, lest she should insinuate that Jane was like her daughter.

How can Mr. Collins be compared with Mr. Walker?

The mother's desire to go home was so strong that Catherine could see no reason to procrastinate any longer.Before leaving, she wrote separate letters to Georgiana and Tina, saying goodbye to the only two people she said were friends in London.

Needless to say to Georgiana, Catherine had visited the door before, and they made an appointment to meet in Longbourn.

But on Tina's side, Catherine hesitated for a long time, unable to start writing.If you only look at Tina, with Tina's personality and constant release of kindness, Catherine would not hesitate so much, and would have come to the door to say goodbye long ago.But considering Willard, she would never go to Tina's house, and even writing a letter became extremely difficult.

Fortunately, during the chat today, Jane told Catherine that she had heard from Mr. Walker that Mr. Gordon had left for France a few days ago.Catherine breathed a sigh of relief and sent Tina a farewell letter.

When the familiar town of Meriton was getting closer with the sound of the carriage's turning, Catherine's mood was complicated and excited.For the first time, she experienced homesickness. She hadn't felt much when she was with her sisters in London, but now, when Longbourn gradually appeared in front of her eyes, Catherine realized that the joy in her heart was far greater than she imagined. The medium is much thicker.

Catherine vaguely felt that she seemed to have really become Catherine Bennett.Those things that belonged to Lin Nana are gradually disappearing, and her life in the 21st century is getting farther and farther away from her dream.Unknowingly, she had already regarded Longbourne as her home, and the care and affection of the Bennett family made her, who was lonely and helpless, bonded in this world.

She fell to the ground and took root, and is no longer a dandelion that flutters in the wind and can be blamed wherever it falls.

Mr. Bennet was so delighted to see them, or Elizabeth, that for the first time he took care of worldly matters, and had the cook prepare a sumptuous meal.At the dinner table, the family chatted lively about various topics. Except for the absence of Jane, everything else seemed to be the same as usual.

Catherine held the spoon and stretched her arms to scoop up another bowl of cream stew, which was her favorite and the chef at home.

Back in Longbourn, Catherine's life seemed to be back to the way it was before she set off for London.

Mr. Bennett spends all day in his study taking spiritual food, while his mother is still keen to gossip with his neighbors, and his elder sister often comes to chat with her or read and draw pictures. Tian and the officers had fun and said goodbye over and over again.

Catherine sat at her desk, holding a quill pen, and continued to write the legend of each character in "Blood Debt" stroke by stroke.Now she is no longer sad, and she puts all her thoughts on the book, trying to give the book an ending as perfect as possible.Although the author's departure has been decided, she hopes that the stories in the book will remain vivid in the readers' memory forever.

When writing the book, Catherine still used the pen and ink according to the old habit, and she did not bring back the typewriter that Mr. Darcy gave her.The machine was too heavy and too big, and the keyboard was inflexible and inconvenient to carry. Catherine was going to improve the typewriter after she finished working on "Blood Debt", and then give it to Mr. Darcy as a gift in return.

Her husband is so smart, he must be able to see a steady stream of business opportunities.

Thinking of Mr. Darcy, Catherine couldn't help but see the other person's good-looking eyebrows and handsome edges and corners.She giggled, then realized she couldn't write anymore.

It's not that she is looking for a reason, but through these two days of experiments, Catherine has confirmed that whenever she thinks of Mr. Darcy, her mind and heart will be quickly occupied by his tall and stalwart figure, voice and smile, The whole world has become him.

The protagonist writes and writes, like him.The villain wrote and wrote, and began to imitate his speech.Even when the heroine chats with her family about her favorite husband and writes later, she completely becomes Darcy's bit by bit, not Earl Ryan.

Such things naturally added trouble to Catherine and greatly affected her progress.Not to mention that she was always doing something that seemed to be writing, but when she came back to her senses, she found that Mr. Darcy's stupid things were written all over the paper.

But beyond her troubles, she felt endless joy and happiness flooding her heart.She lowered her head and used her eyes to describe his name over and over again, and she would laugh, her face flushed, and her heart seemed to be soaked in honey.

Looking up at the darkening sky outside the window, Catherine stretched her waist, put down her pen and prepared to rest.She stood up and ran back and forth in small circles in a small area of ​​the house. Just as she was about to start doing physical exercise, she suddenly heard a very slight sound.

As night fell, it was extremely quiet indoors and outdoors, and the sound was very soft, as if something hard had hit the glass, making a crisp sound, and you wouldn't notice it if you didn't listen carefully.

Catherine waited for a few seconds, and didn't take it seriously after she didn't hear it again. When she raised her hand again to start exercising, she heard the voice again.This time, the sound was no longer a single sound, but a series of notes that were played.

Ding.Ding.Ding.

Catherine listened intently, and soon she found the source of the sound, and turned to look at the south window.But as soon as she looked over, she happened to see something, like a stone, being thrown up to smash the window glass.

Catherine stared blankly at the window for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped up on the spot.

This is impossible.Oh, impossible!

Her heart was beating wildly.Although she thought it was impossible, she subconsciously strode towards the window, unable to wait for a moment, looked out through the glass at almost the same time, and opened the window again.

The distant sky and the green hills merged into one in the night, and the half-round crescent moon and the stars shining like broken jade gave off a soft and hazy light.

The surroundings were quiet and quiet, and the warm wind blew over the flowers on the roadside, blowing the lights in front of the door, leaving a rustling sound, and a long figure was reflected.

Her husband stood downstairs, with his head raised, looking at her tenderly, his bright eyes were like spring water, shining like stars.

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