[Comprehensive Classics] Killing the Classics

It's a sunny day.In a vast forest, a pair of lovers are getting along intimately.The handsome man soon went after his prey with hounds and a gun on his back, while his female companion sat on the grass and looked at his back with a smile.

She was dressed stylishly, wearing a beautiful white gauze dress, her delicate curly hair floated softly behind her head, tied up with a bow, she looked radiant and extremely happy.Originally, it could not be said that she had such an outstanding appearance, but it was because of this smile from the heart that she looked very beautiful.The weather is so good, the birds are chirping on the branches, as if singing for her.No matter how harsh the guests come, they cannot deny her happiness at the moment.

"Do you want to just watch his back like this?" A voice sounded in her ear.As if awakened from a beautiful dream, she turned her head and looked around in a panic: "Who?"

"Don't bother looking for me." The voice was as soft as clouds floating in the sky, but it was as ethereal and illusory as mist, "Come on, tell me, do you like that man?"

"What?—Who are you?"

"Tell me, do you want him?" No matter how panicked she stood up and looked around, she couldn't find the figure of the mysterious man.But the voice kept ringing in her ears: "Do you want him? Do you want that kind of life? Rich, well-fed, beautiful new clothes every day, no need to stay in front of the window to work , but to have a handsome male companion, go to the gorgeous ball... like he does every day. Look, he is so handsome and rich, would you rather stay in the backward and shabby Saumur city all the time? ?”

She never thought of these possibilities.In the short 23 years since she came to the world, she has been staying in Saumur, wearing old-fashioned old styles, preparing food carefully every day, and working with her mother... the cousin's Arriving brought a ray of light to her life, and he brought things she never dared to imagine: fashionable dresses, gorgeous silk pajamas, gold buttons... and that elegant, arrogant yet Such heartwarming grace.That's right, his world is different from hers, full of fragrant clothes and shadows, intertwined cups and cups... A person like him does not belong to Saumer.And she...

"Impossible," she murmured to herself, "he will go away. And I, I belong to Saumer."

The voice became softer, and seemed to have an inexplicable temptation: "Do you want to be with him forever in this place? Every day in such a vast forest, hunting with him, laughing together, wearing such beautiful clothes... ...He will try his best to be gentle with you, and you are the only one in his eyes..."

She was taken aback, and her cheeks were involuntarily hot and red.If it could be like this forever... She couldn't help thinking, if she could stay here forever... watching him, dancing on the grass, running together in the forest...

"How I don't want to wake up," she said involuntarily.As soon as the words fell, she felt a burst of heartfelt relief, as if something heavy had been stripped from her soul.With a smile on her face, she stared at the back of the man not far away, and softly called: "Charlie..."

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Eugenie's appearance was not ugly, she could even be said to be very pretty.She has a round face, light blue eyes with slender and thick eyelashes, a straight nose, and a broad forehead and mouth that look masculine, but not ugly.When the whole facial features are matched together, it is easy to give people a quiet and soft feeling.Compared with those fashionable ladies in Paris, her figure is not so slender, but her breasts are plump and her waist can be narrowed very thinly. Even old-fashioned clothes can't conceal her youthful appearance.

Such a woman, if she can have a good environment and the guidance of a tutor since she was a child, she will definitely grow into an eye-catching socialite and lady.But she had a stingy father and a quiet and obedient mother... Anya lowered her head slightly, curled up her lips, and showed a timid and quiet smile.

"Miss, your cousin is really handsome." Nanon said while milking the cow, her tone full of envy: "You didn't see him in that silk pajamas, I dare say, even you I have never seen such a dress before. He also said that he would give that dress to me. I had a sweet dream last night."

Anya showed a curious look: "Is it really silk?"

"Yes, very beautiful."

Anya wasn't interested in what silk looked like—her memory told her that she had had a lot of silk before she accepted that strange duty and came into this world. "I am hungry, Nanon."

"Master is coming down soon. I'll prepare some delicious food for you while entertaining guests, miss."

The sound of footsteps was heard upstairs, and Monsieur Grandet, the master of the house, came down the stairs and began to prepare breakfast for Nanon.Nanon entered the room, and Anya, who heard their conversation from the window, could not help smiling.Mr. Grandet was not polite to his nephew, maybe because he couldn't get used to his rich son's style, but I'm afraid he hated the letter written by his brother even more.When he thinks about giving his nephew a sum of money to run the business, Mr. Grandet can't help feeling distressed.Things like money have always flowed into his hands, and never taken out of his hands.

"What are you doing there, Eugenie?" M. Grandet saw her.Nanon took the opportunity to say: "Sir, shall we prepare something for our guests?"

"In order to please that little bastard, do you want to ruin my family business with this meal!" Mr. Grandet roared.

"The lady would like something to eat too," said Nanon.

"She wants to eat everything, you know how much I have wasted," said M. Grandet.But when he looked up and saw Anya outside the window, he changed his mind and took out some more materials from the warehouse.

Nanon took an inch: "Monsieur, where is the firewood?"

"You can take it yourself." Grandet shouted loudly, and went to fetch some more fruits and put them on the table.

Anya came in and said hello, "Dad."

"Eugenie, do you want to go out with me?" said M. Grandet.But Nanon said beside him: "Master, look at how beautiful the young master's boots are. I heard that the oil made from egg white is used to make the boots bright and beautiful, and they also have a nice smell..."

"I don't have so many eggs to wipe the boots of the prodigal son, you let him figure it out!" Mr. Grandet said.Anya went back upstairs while they were arguing, and came down with a hat.Eugenie's closet was full of rustic colors and clothes, and she didn't have a single good material. Even if she wanted to dress herself up, she had nowhere to dress up.

In the 19th century, the air was exceptionally fresh, and the sky was a pleasing blue.Anya followed Mr. Grandet to the bank of the Loa River. On the way, she met a man in a yellowed white shirt with a bushy beard. Mr. Grandet called him Crochet.Anya followed quietly, listening to their conversation.

Mr. Grandet has been crying for being poor, and when he came to the grassland, he began to calculate his property, but he was very angry to find that the poplar trees were sold at a loss.Anya looked at Mr. Ke Luoxu's shocked expression and began to recall the plot of the story.After the morning walk ... time for the announcement of the death of Monsieur Chiomer Grandet?

"Mr. Grandet, people in the city say that you are going to get a son-in-law soon, and you are going to ask me to write a marriage certificate?" When walking back with the father and daughter, the notary Crochet asked tentatively.