Pride and Prejudice accident

In order for Maria to enter the social circle smoothly, Mrs. Ferguson has been busy for a while, buying fabrics and jewelry. For this reason, Andrea, as the most leisurely person in the family, was also pulled by Mrs. Ferguson. I keep going to the fabric store in the town every day, hoping to buy the latest fabrics and laces.

Andrea was very speechless about this, but she was still very active in helping Maria to dress up. Seeing that Maria became beautiful, she finally understood how Luisa was struggling to dress her up.

"Maria, you look beautiful in this pink dress," said Luisa.

"I think we can add a layer of pink tulle. Gentlemen like ladies wearing tulle, which has a hazy feeling." Mrs. Ferguson took a piece of light pink gauze and stroked Maria's waist and said. .

"Oh, John thinks adding layers of yarn to a dress is a waste of fabric and doesn't look good at all," Louisa said, clutching her forehead.

Mrs. Ferguson clicked her lips, "I've already seen that John is not romantic at all, but a man who is not romantic is not bothered, but he is a good husband candidate."

"I don't think, mom, my father would pick some wild flowers for you from time to time while you were taking a walk. It's quite romantic, but he doesn't bother, does he?" Andrea said with a smile.

Mrs. Ferguson pursed her lips: "Your father doesn't care, but he was very popular with young ladies when he was young. If your mother didn't care a little bit and was so reserved and often pretended to meet him while walking, there would be no you in this world. gone."

Andrea hugged Mrs. Ferguson's arm and said, "That's because Mom is beautiful, so she fascinated Dad."

Louisa looked at Andrea, and suddenly asked, "Annie, is Mr. Darcy romantic?"

Andrea rolled her eyes, looking speechless, "It's not romantic at all, but arrogant."

"Didn't you see from the first that Mr. Darcy was arrogant?"

"Yes, but I didn't expect him to say to me, 'Andrea, in my opinion, we are still a bit inappropriate for your family, so I hope you can learn more etiquette and communication', Didn't he know what my family was like from the start?"

"Oh, that's true, but to be honest, we also think so. His family is really good for us. I used to expect you to marry a gentleman who earns at least three thousand pounds a year. But you found someone who earns ten thousand pounds a year, which is really beyond your father's and my expectations. Fortunately, through conversation, your father found that Mr. Darcy's character and knowledge are not bad except for his arrogance. Otherwise, I would never promise you to be with Mr. Darcy." Mrs. Ferguson frowned and said.

"There are not many rich gentlemen who are not arrogant. If you choose a rich gentleman, you have to endure this. At least he doesn't speak harshly. And you really should learn etiquette, you will always do some stupid things. My dear sister, you were very reluctant to go to a girls' school." Luisa poked Andrea on the forehead.

"Shouldn't I be angry?"

"So you have to point it out and tell him that you don't like him talking like this. Men can't get used to him, otherwise they won't face up to their little shortcomings, and they won't even think about correcting them in the future."

"I said it when I wrote back the letter, but as long as he doesn't say too much, I don't care too much. Anyway, his temper can't be changed. I know he has no malicious intentions. It is for us to let me learn etiquette. The decency of both parties. And if we are really married in the future, if we want to live a lifetime, I must tolerate his arrogance, and he must tolerate my lack of noble status. If he says to me 'Andrea, I like You are really reluctant, I know that your status is not enough to be the mistress of Pemberley, but if I still choose to pursue you because I like you', I think I will give him a slap."

"You think clearly," Louisa said.

"Since I have a crush on him, I don't think his arrogance is unbearable. From the moment I promised him, I should know that I must face his arrogance, as long as he doesn't touch my bottom line. .” Andrea shrugged, feeling that she probably had a feeling of Xi Shi in the eye of the beholder. "Anyway, there is no perfect person in this world. Arrogance, greed, laziness...every gentleman has flaws in one way or another."

A few days later, the dance at Ferguson's house finally started, and Maria was grandly introduced to all the guests that night. Although she was not good at talking to strangers, because of her sweet appearance, she was quite attractive to those who were married. The son's wives, as well as those single gentlemen like it, so Maria almost danced the whole house that night.Andrea felt sympathy for her, because when she first entered the social circle, her feet were swollen from dancing, and she was in severe pain for several days. It is estimated that Maria will suffer from the same pain this time.

But Andrea did not miss dancing that day. Although she is not the most beautiful lady, she is worthy of the attention of many respectable people just because she has attended a girls' school. After all, with a similar dowry, marrying a There is a huge difference between a lady who has gone to school and has been trained as an orthodox lady, and marrying a lady who has no education.

When the dance ended, it was already early morning of the next day. After all the guests had left, Maria returned to her room and sat down on the bed. While bending over to take off her leather shoes, she complained: "My feet It hurt so much, that Mr. Smith insisted on dragging me to the last dance, and I couldn't even dance."

"I have asked the maid to bring you hot water. It will be better if you soak it. Every lady will receive such a warm welcome when she enters the social circle for the first time. If no one invites you to dance, then you will ask Crying!" Andrea said, looking at Maria's swollen feet.

"Were you like this back then?"

"Yes, because those shoes are relatively new, I still have blisters on my feet, which hurt very much. Didn't you see that I haven't gone out for a few days?"

The maid brought hot water, and Andrea asked Maria to soak her feet well, and massaged her calf muscles that were a little stiff from dancing for too long. She did not return until Maria fell asleep. Room.

It was getting bright outside, and Andrea felt that she had only been lying down for a few minutes when she was called up by the maid. It turned out that the pregnant mare on the farm was finally about to give birth.Every horse in the Ferguson family has a good pedigree and is very expensive, so every time there is something wrong with the horse, the servants on the farm will come to Mr. Ferguson, and giving birth to a cub is a big deal.

"Miss, you said last time that if you were at home, the horse would call you when it was about to give birth, so get up quickly." The maid said, taking the clothes out of the closet and putting them on Andrea's at hand.

Andrea took out her pocket watch from under the pillow and looked at it. She yawned listlessly and said, "God, it's only past five o'clock. I didn't go to bed until three o'clock in the morning. I slept for two hours at most."

"Then do you want to continue to sleep or get up? The master has already had breakfast downstairs and is going to the farm later."

"Dad is already up? Go help me and tell Dad, come with me later, and I'll get up right away." Andrea sat up, quickly put on her skirt and ran to the dressing table to comb her hair in a hurry.

When Andrea went downstairs, Mr. Ferguson and Edward were sitting at the dining table chatting. Seeing that she finally got up, they both urged her to have breakfast quickly.

"Edward, are you going too?"

"Yes, my father said, this newborn pony is named by me, and of course I want to witness its birth." Edward said.

"I think you just went to bed too early and woke up early. You went upstairs very early yesterday."

"It was so noisy downstairs yesterday, even if I block my ears with a pillow, I can still hear the sound. How could I fall asleep?"

"Every time we have a dance party at home, we will be exhausted, exhausted, and cost a lot of money. Fortunately, our family can't have a few dance parties throughout the year, otherwise we will have to work all day long. Let me say that our family will only It would be nice to have a dance in spring and winter, so you can save a lot of money." Andrea said after biting a piece of bread.

"Second sister, you are getting lazy now. If a family like ours only holds dances twice a year, others will definitely laugh at them. They may wonder if our family has gone bankrupt." Edward said.

"Of course you don't care, because you are in London most of the time, you don't need to worry about the prom at all, you don't know how much you have to worry about preparing in advance to hold a prom that others think is good, and I am the only idler in the family , I must help my mother plan it. Thankfully, now that Maria is helping, my mother and I can worry less."

"Anyway, this is not what a man like me needs to worry about. Even if I am at home, I can't help."

"Men, dear brother, you can only be a boy at your age, and you are far from being called a man! Speaking of which, when are you going to go back to school?"

"Three days later."

"So fast? My dear brother, you are really working harder and harder!"

"I had to work hard and my teacher told me that if I kept my grades at the same level and improved, he would write me a letter of recommendation from Oxford when I was 16. You know that this is not everyone's good luck, so I have to work harder." Edward said, with a rare smug look on his face.

"Oh, really? It would be great to say that our family will have a great college student in the future! Edward, to encourage you, eat all these scrambled eggs!" Andrea said He brought a plate of scrambled eggs and poured most of the eggs into Edward's bowl.

"Oh, don't give me so much, Andrea, I hate eggs!" Edward shouted, trying to cover his plate with his hands, but apparently Andrea's hands and feet were a step faster, Edward had to look at half of the plate Worry about scrambled eggs that you don't like.But the Ferguson family never allowed food to be wasted, so Edward had to shrug his eyebrows and stuff the eggs into his mouth.