[Comprehensive Classics] Traveled all over Europe to demolish CP

Chapter2 Liz Mary Katie Lydia!

Mrs. Bennet was immersed in excessive joy, as if she had seen the beautiful and generous Elizabeth holding a chaste wreath in her hand and wearing a dreamy wedding dress in the church, looking affectionately at the handsome and rich gentle man...

She is a simple-minded woman, and her second daughter's achievements made her excited, but Elizabeth, who was favored by her mother, did not ignore her sister's abnormality.She was keenly observant, and had always been very friendly with Jane, and went upstairs to visit her immediately after breakfast.

"Are you still feeling unwell, Jane? Do you want to call a doctor from the town?" Elizabeth stuffed the pillow into her sister's back and covered her with a quilt forcefully, "Your face is too pale today, which is really worrying. "

...When I was reading "Pride and Prejudice", why didn't I find that Elizabeth still has the attributes of a queen?

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired." Jane poked her head out from under the quilt, smiling weakly and harmlessly, "Come talk to me, dear Liz."

For example... what have you done to my gentle and good man, Mr. Bingley?

Not surprisingly, Elizabeth quickly talked about Mr. Bingley.She is a girl who is the same inside and outside, without affectation, and praised Mr. Bingley greatly: "He is a good young man with good morals, not so shallow and dull as the young men in Longbourn, and he is lively. Lovely, agreeable in conversation and manner, gentle and honest, frank, kind like you, and handsome. A young man should be pretty, unless he can't because of his looks, so be it. Bentley Sir is the most perfect man I have ever met."

"Do you like him, Liz?" Jane thought, "You poached me You poached me This is your official match," said Mood.

"Oh, dear Jane, you know that I advocate reason and never believe in love at first sight without considering anything. I like Mr. Bingley, but I can't say I love him yet. We still need to get along and get to know each other further."

"And his sisters."

"Oh, Angelic Jane! Forget about his sisters, these two peacocks showing off their feathers! Miss Bingley is always showing us, and Mr. Darcy, her talents and ideas, while Mrs. Hurst will only give her Help! It's not that they can't talk and laugh, the question is when it comes to their pleasure; they can't be pleasant, the question is whether they like it. They remember their origins well, but they almost forget them The brother's property, as well as their own, was earned by trade. They were always proud and contemptuous of those who were inferior to them, and I hate the arrogant one." Elizabeth hated her sister's good temper. "You are so kind and kind, Jane, you have never tried to be mean, and you have never failed to see the faults of others. In your sea-blue eyes, all people in the world are good, and you see them all well. I have never I've never heard you speak ill of anyone."

Jane: I really am a bun...

"I never want to blame someone lightly, Liz. After all, it is very difficult for us to fully understand other people's experiences, psychology and difficulties." Jane replied that the stuffing was all steamed stuffed buns.

"You have always been so good at empathy, and you have always considered from the perspective of others!" Elizabeth pulled the quilt up, "No wonder everyone likes you so much, who doesn't like such a kind, considerate and understanding person?" Where's the girl? But I'm really worried that you will be betrayed, but I still want to be grateful to you!"

Jane smiled shyly and shrank into the quilt.

In fact, she is not as kind as the white lotus that Elizabeth said.

She just understands that admitting that she can't really understand others is actually the best way to understand others.Being high above and looking down on everything, most of them overestimate their own abilities and underestimate the pain of others.

Of course, the most important thing is that she is too lazy to fight with people...

"Well, instead of talking about his sisters, let's talk about Mr. Bingley. How much money did he have to make mother look favorably on him?"

"My mother found out from a neighbor that Mr. Bingley inherited an inheritance of nearly [-] pounds from his father." Elizabeth shook her head, "What does it matter? Marriage can't ignore money, but you can't just think about money .If we really hit it off and get along happily, even if he only earns four or five hundred pounds a year, I will marry him without hesitation."

give a like!It is indeed the rational and unworldly view of marriage that Jane Austen most admired.

"What if he only earns forty or fifty pounds a year?" Jane blinked.

"I only have fifty pounds a year, have you forgotten, Jane? Unless he doesn't even have fifty pounds a year, then I can only reluctantly give up. After all, love is not the whole of life, is it?" Elizabeth pouted He opened his mouth and crossed his hips, "As long as his money is enough to maintain our current standard of living, but forty or fifty pounds a year... You must be laughing at me, Jane!"

"How dare I laugh at Liz, who is famous for her eloquence, unless I am impatient..." She was caught in the quilt, out of breath with laughter, "It is said that Mr. I'm going to spend it in Netherfield. I hope you can realize your mother's dream of marrying your daughter, I'm Liz in the front line."

"...Don't you dare to say that you are not laughing at me!" Elizabeth was angry and funny, but she didn't want to care about her sick sister, so she took out her needlework silently.

"You have always been keen on observation, Liz, what do you think of Mr. Bingley's friend?" Jane grabbed the last straw, trying to get back the crooked plot.

Gentle and honest, frank and straightforward, easy-going and kind Mr. Bingley, you are my official partner, aren't you...

"Which friend?" Elizabeth embroidered flowers on the pillowcase. "Wherever Mr. Bingley goes, there will be his friend."

...Look, I have already started to praise involuntarily... It seems that the recovery of the CP of Mr. Darcy X Elizabeth is nowhere in sight...

"It's that friend whose annual income is [-] pounds..." Jian weakly struggled for the last time.

Elizabeth curled her lips like Mr. Bennet: "So it's that guy... It can be said that Mr. Darcy doesn't look like a bad guy, but he's not the kind of person I'd like to be admired by ordinary people." She talked about Mr. Darcy with great interest His unkind comments on her, imitating his tone vividly and vividly, took all this as a joke, "In short, he is a serious, arrogant, reserved and critical person, although Mr. Bingley said he had the best education. education, but his facial muscles always seem necrotic, and his demeanor is always unflattering."

"Perhaps it's because he's too good to be liked by ordinary people like us?" Jane was amused by Elizabeth's description, and she also followed Elizabeth's sarcasm in ridiculing the bitter and vengeful Mr. Darcy.

"Anyway, Mr. Bingley is much smarter than him in terms of dealing with the world. No matter where he goes, Mr. Bingley is sure to please people, but Mr. Darcy always offends people."

...Why do you praise the gentle and good man who originally belonged to me... Is beauty really in the eye of the beholder?

But this can't be blamed on Elizabeth, who made her immune to "time travel" so low, a light blow made her eyes go black...

"Although Mr. Darcy is arrogant, his arrogance did not make me angry. Such a smart and outstanding young man, with a good background and a high income, has been a proud man since he was a child. No wonder he thinks he is great."

"Once again, dear Jane...you always speak for others, though you are right." Elizabeth replied, "as long as he does not offend my pride, I can easily forgive him." pride."

"He won't offend your pride, after all, you are his best friend's sweetheart." Jane finally accepted the fact that in this sad world of arrogance and prejudice, the only gentle and good man will never be her own.

"Pride is a common disease of human beings." Another voice came from the door, and Mary pushed the door in with a book between her arms. "From the many books I have read, I believe it is indeed a very common disease. Human nature is so prone to this that it is almost impossible for anyone to avoid being self-important because they have a certain quality. Vanity and pride are two very different things, although the words are often used synonymously. One can be proud without being vain .Pride involves little more than how we value ourselves, but vanity involves what we want others to think of us.”

Although Mary's ideas were all long speeches read from books, Jane listened to them very well.

No one can help being pretentious because they possess a certain quality... So, what is she pretentious about herself?

"Don't you have to rely on the vanity and conceit of the other party when you are in love? Do needlework with me, learned Mary?" Elizabeth shook the pillowcase in her hand, and blinked her black eyes.

Mary shook her head, silently opened the thick book, put on a pair of Harry Potter-like ridiculous round-frame glasses, and read aloud in cadence.

Mary was the only unbeautiful of the five sisters, and she had to make up for it in talent, which gave her the air of a superior woman.

Although this kind of temperament is not pleasing to men, it resonates with Jane very much.

Her day was full of girls like Mary, who preferred books to dancing and singing, and preferred the company of books to the company of men.

After careful observation, Jane came to a conclusion: Although Mary devoted herself to reading out of vanity, and often showed off her talent, her love for philosophy and books was completely sincere.

This little nerd was born into a deep house of the wrong era!

"Laios, son of Labdacus! You will have a son. But you must know that the god of fate has ruled that you will die at his hands..."

"However, Phoebus Apollo did not give him a reassuring answer. On the contrary, he gave him a more terrible prophecy of new misfortune: 'You will kill your father, you will marry your mother, And gave birth to offspring condemned by God.'..."

"He never dared to go home again. He was afraid that the god of fate would instruct him to kill his father Polypos. In addition, he was worried that if the gods made him lose his mind, he would marry his mother Merobe as his wife. How terrible it is Ah! he decided to go to Thebes..."

"In this way, the oracle, which father and son were carefully avoiding, was tragically fulfilled..."

"You do not know that you are the enemy of your kinsmen dead and living; your parents' curses will whip you left and right, and will come after you terribly, and drive you out of this place; though you can see now, But when the time came, there was nothing but darkness before your eyes. When you found out about your marriage—after a safe voyage, you sailed at home into a treacherous port..."

"From a man of sight to a blind man, from a rich man to a beggar, he will go into a foreign land, and find his way with a staff. He will be the father and brother of his children who live with him, the son and husband of his natural mother, and the murderer of his father. and those who co-sow."

"This curse was not imposed on me by others, but by myself. With these hands I defiled the bed of the dead, and with these hands I killed him..."

She was reading from the most famous tragedy in Greek mythology, Oedipus the King.

In Mary's ups and downs, the tragedy of trying to fight against fate but being crushed by ruthless fate is laid out like water.

This story made Jane immerse herself in a state of sleep and waking, as if she was listening to an oracle, trying to distinguish, but she had no clue.

The sound of arguing from downstairs to upstairs interrupted her meditation.

"Lydia snatches my hat again!"

"You've totally spoiled it with that hat on, Katie!"

"Let the sisters judge!"

"You only think of your sister at this time!"

"Lydia, you..."

"Shut up, Katie, save your breath and let your porridge cool!"

Jane and Elizabeth rubbed their temples at the same time, and only Mary read aloud the ruthless fate that made Oedipus irreversible: "Accidents control us, and we can't see the future clearly. Why should we be afraid? It's best Live as casually as possible..."

These younger sisters are more worrying than each other...

"There is no porridge to blow now, Lydia." Jane got out of the warm, comfortable and considerate bed, and faced the two irascible, playful and spoiled sisters, "give her back Katie's hat."

Lydia pouted with displeasure on her chubby white face, and said, "But Katie is really ugly in that hat."

Jane rubbed her head again.It has to be said that although Lydia is rude and excessive, her vision is indeed correct.

"You want to wear this hat to go out, right?" She put on the majesty of the eldest sister, trying not to look so bun.

"That's right, I'm going to Meryton with my mother in the afternoon, where there are many beautiful red uniforms!" Lydia was plump and tall, only 15 years old, with charming eyebrows and eyes.

With the talent and potential of a sex worker...

"So, have you ever thought of any way to get it better?" Jane patiently tried to persuade her.

"A solution?" Seeing Lydia's disdainful face, Jane understood that this little girl was spoiled by her mother, and she would give her whatever she wanted since she was a child. How could it be possible to think about such a profound question?

"If you want this hat, you have to find a way to get it. Mom will give you anything you want, but when you grow up and get married and leave this family? Not everyone will spoil you, let you, let you of."

Elizabeth poured a glass of water for her sister, and Jane moistened her throat and continued, "How can you achieve your own goals without hurting other people's feelings? Why don't you borrow this bottle from Katie in a soft-spoken manner?" Hat, tell her that you will share with her when you have good things in the future? It will make Katie more willing to lend you her beautiful clothes, isn't it? No one has to be nice to you, no one shoulders this obligation, even if Neither can the family, dear little sister. You must treat others well before you can reap the rewards."

Elizabeth gave a thumbs up: "You have a headache, your brain is much clearer than before!" Although she made fun of her sister unscrupulously, she still sat down on the bedside and rubbed Jane's head.

No one is obligated to be nice to you...you must be nice to others before you can reap the rewards...

To get something, one must exchange something else...whether it be ribbons, lace, hats or sentiments...

Katie thought about it.

Later, with the help of Jane and Elizabeth, she slowly got rid of Lydia's influence, and she was no longer so vain and superficial, but grew into a...maybe not in line with the requirements of the times...a lady?

As for Lydia, who was too naive and reckless, what she did in the future also confirmed Jane's view: the little girl was overly pampered by her mother, so that she missed the best time for education, and could no longer support herself on the wall.

If only Lydia was reborn in the 21st century. After 200 years, she is just a common crazy girl, and the worst consequence is to be cheated of money and sex. No matter how much she messes around, she will not cause irreparable damage to the family...

Nima is another person who was born in the wrong era!

Jane silently looked at the younger sisters who sat around her bed, wearing almost identical high-waisted tube skirts from the early nineteenth century, but who had almost no similarities in appearance——

The black-haired and black-eyed rebellious Elizabeth, the brown-haired and brown-eyed Mary who read calmly, the blond-haired and gray-eyed Katie who blows her beard and stares, and the red-haired and blue-eyed Lydia who is spoiled and spoiled... She instantly felt The burden on our shoulders is much heavier.

To be the older sister of such a group of worry-free girls, Yalishan is great.