[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Mr. Bennet almost wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

It's not that he doesn't like his third daughter to such an extent that he doesn't even want to admit that she is a little nice.But he knows that his third daughter, Mary, is an out-and-out "little nerd". Where can a little girl who doesn't want to leave the house even for Christmas dinner meet a gentleman?

Although the queen's ball or meeting in the library is not ruled out, for Mary, books are probably more interesting than sex with men.

He fixedly looked at the pale and thin Mr. Little Mersey in front of him, "You..."

Are you sure you didn't admit the wrong person?

As if knowing what Mr. Bennet was going to say, Mr. Little Mersey shook his head.

"I know it's very presumptuous of me to come here today," he said in a hoarse voice, "but when I heard that Miss Mary was going home, I was very frightened... I couldn't imagine life without her, so I got my father's permission to come to Hertfordshire County proposes. I earnestly look forward to marrying the third of your five pearls, Miss Mary Bennet."

Mr. Bennet put on his glasses and looked the young man up and down.

He was dressed in expensive, light and decent linen material, and the clothes were not finished products, but well-cut tailor-made clothes.It may still be brand new or [-]% new clothes, and it seems that the family is also quite good.

If he didn't dress like this specially for this reason, then his family background, appearance, and character are all good, and he is indeed a good marriage partner.

For Mary, maybe she is a little rich, can talk to her, and has the same hobbies, basically they can get along for a while.

Such a gentleman came to propose and was so sincere, which really gave him a good impression.

But there are still some complicated issues at home...

Mr. Bennet pulled out his chair and sat down behind his desk.

He held up his hand, beckoning the little Mr. Melsey to sit in the armchair opposite.

When "Mary's suitor" sat down and looked straight at him, Mr. Bennet slightly hardened his voice.

"This Mr. Melsey, what kind of occupation are you doing now?" He said in a deep voice.

The same scene played out in the living room.

"What does this Mr. Melsey do?" Lydia and Kitty huddled together on one side of the sofa, winking at Mary and said, "Mary, you are really quiet."

Silence what?Of course it was the relationship with this Mr. Little Mersey.

Mary glanced at the two of them lightly, and picked up the book again.

Lydia, who thought she didn't plan to talk to her, was thrown into the heart by the book before she started to play tricks.

She covered her head, "Mary!" It hurts! ! ! !

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later, the guests haven't left yet," Mary snorted, but happened to meet Mr. Michelle McMurcy who came out of the study.

Mr. Little Mersey nodded at her with a half smile, and she flushed brightly.

Lydia noticed that it was almost Mr. Little Mersey who smiled when he saw Mary.

He reluctantly looked at it for a while, and then nodded solemnly to Mr. Bennet, "Then I will come to visit tomorrow, thank you for your hospitality today."

Mr. Bennet nodded to him, and he took the coat from the servant's hand, put on the bowler hat on the side, looked back, and left calmly.

"So, Mary," Mr. Bennet turned, "can you tell us what's going on?"

He asked a little seriously, "Did you meet in private? I don't think I introduced him to you?"

"Father, Mr. Michelle and I met in the library," Mary said unwillingly, "You can't say that!"

She took a sip from the teacup, and Lydia, who was eager to listen to the story, wanted to help her drink water.

"Before the dance, I met Mr. Little Mersey one time when I went to the library to borrow a book," Mary said, "and then I took a Latin book about painting and art, and I happened to meet him I want to borrow the same book."

"And then, and then," Lydia asked impatiently, "is that how you two know each other?"

"Of course not." Mary looked at Lydia inexplicably, "I just gave him the book. Anyway, there are so many books in the library, so I just took this book on a whim."

Why did Lydia get to know each other inexplicably?Does she seem to be such a stubborn person that she won't even put the book down?

"He remembered your face, and then fell in love with you, unable to extricate himself?" Kitty asked, holding her face.

"What is falling for you," Mrs. Bennet heard when she came back with Jane and Elizabeth.

She immediately rushed to the living room in a hurry. Jane and Elizabeth looked at each other with a funny look, and followed their mother to the living room.

"My dear wife, maybe you will lose one more serious confidant," Mr. Bennet said jokingly.

He patted the chair beside him, "A young writer named Melsey just came to propose to Lydia."

Mrs. Bennet froze.

But of course, that didn't even last three seconds.

Immediately, like a stone breaking the sky, an excited cry came from the house.

Even after a few days, when it came to Charlotte's wedding, Mrs. Bennet was still very excited about it.

"You must marry him," Mrs. Bennet whispered to Mary who was holding flowers, "Don't, don't miss this opportunity!"

"Mother," Lydia reminded, "we'll talk about it later, mother, Charlotte's wedding is so lively, will there be any other gentlemen coming?"

At the mention of this, Mrs. Bennet immediately scanned the room for suitable husbands for her four remaining daughters.

Elizabeth really broke her heart that day, but even so, she still wondered if she could pay more attention to the right person for her, and if she didn't like it then, let's talk about it.

Mary breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Lydia gratefully, and while Mrs. Bennet squeezed into Mr. Bennet's side, she asked her quietly, "Aren't you going to see Charlotte from behind?"

"No," Lydia replied without a pause, "I don't know her well, and I don't have much contact with her. Speaking of which, where is Kitty?"

She looked around, but did not see Kitty.

"You forgot, Charlotte ordered the wedding dress from our shop," Mary pushed her back, "You're just curious, go ahead."

"I'm not going!" Lydia said dutifully.

She opened the door and saw Kitty busy with the people on the chair.

Lydia went around and saw Charlotte's face, and was taken aback for a moment.

"You are beautiful, Charlotte," she said sincerely.

Today's Charlotte seems to be radiant, and her make-up brings out her unattractive face, showing a gentle and virtuous temperament.She is not considered playful, she has the lightness of a young girl and a temperament that is knowledgeable and reasonable, but she is unexpectedly beautiful.

"Thank you, Lydia," said Charlotte, rather surprised.

She had never had a good relationship with Lydia, and she didn't particularly like the youngest of the Bennets.However, the relationship has eased a lot recently, and they will also be relatives in the future.

Relatives...

"Speaking of which, are your old, new, borrowed, and blue ready?" Lydia walked around her curiously, "I don't see anything superfluous."

These four things are traditional customs. If the bride wants to get married, she must prepare an old object from her relatives to symbolize the bond between herself and her relatives in the past, and also buy a new item to show that she looks forward to a new life.

And borrowing something from relatives and friends who are living a happy life is to get a taste of her good luck and bless your future life to be as happy as before.

As for blue, it represents the bride's loyalty, purity and love, but today Charlotte's wedding dress is snow-white, and Lydia didn't find a trace of blue at all.

"Where's your blue?" Lydia turned around again, "I didn't find it, where did it go?"

She swayed to the left and swayed, but couldn't find the trace of blue.

"If you can find it so easily, you'll despise me!" Kitty put the last touch of makeup on Charlotte, "Get up and walk around, Charlotte."

She urged Charlotte to her feet, and went to the looking-glass to look at herself.

The moment Charlotte stood up, there seemed to be a shining wave of light flashing from the hem of the skirt.

And when she walked slowly to the mirror, the pure blue was as soft as a trickling brook.

"It's so beautiful!" Lydia exclaimed.

She looked in front of the mirror and couldn't believe that Charlotte, who was so outstanding in the mirror, felt that getting married was also a very good thing.

After Charlotte got into the carriage and headed to the church, Lydia was dragged into her own carriage by Kitty in a daze.

Elizabeth, as Charlotte's close friend, accompanied her into the carriage and confirmed the final preparations.Lydia, on the other hand, had to line up with her family and walk to the church for a while, and walked into the church from the winding path to sit down.

Not long after, Elizabeth quietly walked around them from the path and sat down beside them.As Collins' relatives, although they were quite familiar with Charlotte, they still sat in the man's seat.

Petite and lovely girls sprinkled fresh roses and daisy petals in front, the church choir was singing up and down, and the band played the wedding march on the organ. Charlotte was led by her father through the corridor and brought to Collins.

Collins, who was waiting at the altar, seemed to be fascinated by Charlotte today. For the first time, he was so nervous that he didn't know what to say. His usual flattering mouth seemed to have disappeared, or he had sold him to something. People are average.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, taking his fiancée's hand.

The wedding went on quickly, and when the two kissed each other, Lydia heard Mrs. Lucas let out a sob of emotion.

However, no one has really noticed this. After all, a pair of newlyweds who seem to be a good match are always pleasing to the eye and happy when they walk together.

When the two went to the back to sign the final documents, everyone got up one after another and went outside the church one by one, waiting to throw colorful papers to the couple, wishing them happiness and peace.

For some reason, Lydia seemed to see a slightly different world through the scattered pieces of paper.

The author has something to say: there is only one more orz today

The wedding refers to some British dramas. The old and the new borrow blue is "something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue", a British proverb

I'm about to start my homework!end of term headache