[Comprehensive Classics] Traveled all over Europe to demolish CP

Chapter26 This is a sweet and fat chapter!

Now that she understands her situation——she entered the world of "Jane Eyre" through the malice of the Great God, the first thing Jane needs to consider is the safety issue: in a small and gloomy house on the third floor, the male master is locked up. Crazy wife!

Although Bertha Mason and Edward Rochester were equally unlucky-their fathers saw each other right (don't get me wrong, they both liked the fame of the Rochester family and the wealth of the Mason family), and they formed a family under the arrangement of their father. Arranged marriages, but they have no common language and can't live in harmony, so one went crazy and the other cheated. The crazy wife took biting people and setting fires as her lifelong achievement, and the cheating husband was constantly cheated and injured on the way to find true love. Self-abuse——Looking back at Bertha's life course, it is hard to say who is more tragic than Mr. Rochester.

Although it was a bit cruel, she couldn't disregard the lives of most people.Mr. Rochester, you are too kind!You can't bear to put Bertha in an asylum. You think it's inhumane to put her in an asylum like a wild animal in an iron cage, but is it humane enough to put the lives of a whole house at risk?

Besides, by the God of time travel, she has always slept deeply, how could she wake up easily, and save the sleeping beauty Mr. Rochester from being buried in the sea of ​​fire?

Mrs. Grace was ordered to watch over Bertha, a tight-lipped, dutiful but often drunk woman who would put on "Madwoman's Adventures at Castle"... Jane shuddered.

It's too bad to be burned to death on the bed by accident!Under the bitterness and deep hatred, there is a soft and kind heart, it is so cheating!

She thought for a while and made a decision.

The next day, Jane went to Haicun on the pretext of sending a letter.After returning to Thornfield, she tried every means to "encounter" Mrs. Grace on the third floor, relying on the charm of a can of stout, she managed to establish friendship with this alcoholic, rigid and cold nurse.

When the good lady was full of wine and food, and hanging shoulders with Jane, Jane inadvertently mentioned that Adele bought an iron chain after arguing, which was intended to be used to tie Pilot, but was severely criticized by Mr. Rochester. reject.She complained to Mrs. Grace describing the length, weight, thickness and use of the iron chain, as well as her strong desire to change hands at a low price...

Until the drunk-eyed caregiver was almost bewitched, he offered to take over the chain.

A few days later, Jane determined that the chain had been used enough, so she invited Mrs. Grace to drink again, got her drunk, and stole the key to the iron lock.

From then on, the crazy woman was locked by an iron chain that allowed her to move freely in the room on the third floor but restricted her steps outside the house. She could no longer roam the castle and set fire to bite people.

Jane returned to her small room contentedly, feeling "I am the little angel who saved Thornfield" spontaneously.She stared at the dancing flames in the room, the shape of the flames was like loose, unkempt, long burning hair...

Silently light a candle for you, poor Bertha.

After the issue of life safety was properly protected, Jane began to devote more energy to Adele.

Her students are very lively and lovely, but Adele sometimes appears stubborn and self-willed because of being spoiled and spoiled since she was a child.

But Jane is Jane after all, so how can you bravely venture into the world if you can't hold Lolita.

Soon, Adele was succumbed to Jane's queenly aura, and transformed from a spoiled and willful child into a servant who obeyed the governess.

For example, riding a horse. The short-legged horse about the height of Adele lost his temper and was disobedient.The groom looked at the little girl with bulging cheeks, misty eyes and biting lip, helplessly scratching her ear and cheek,

Jane pushed the groom away, pulled out the whip, and lashed at the stubborn pony. After whipping for a while, she gently stroked the horse's ears and mane. The angry pony almost immediately responded to Jane. He bowed his head and obeyed his ears.

Adele (laughing through tears and jumping three inches): Jane is amazing!

For example, when eating, there is already too much meat on the table, and roast chicken, fried chicken, steak, lamb chops, and pork chops are still served one after another.

"You need to eat some fruits and vegetables." Jane rolled up her sleeves and cooked herself, playing with the kitchen utensils like magic.

"I hate eating vegetables, Jane..." Adele said weakly, pulling her apron, her big lamb-like eyes flickering, aggrieved, sad and submissive.

After the vegetables were served, the little Loli picked up the fork aggrievedly, forked a piece awkwardly, and stuffed it into her mouth slowly... Then she chewed heavily, scraping the plate clean by the way net.

"I don't want to eat the dishes cooked by the cook again!" The little girl looked up at the sky, as pious as a prayer.

"If you are willing to sit down and read today's newspaper, Adele, you can have Black Forest cake tonight. I will add enough chocolate and cherry jam to the cake, as well as a proper amount of rum..." Smiling, Jane wiped off the soup from the corner of the little girl's mouth, seductively and calmly.

"Let's go to the library! Right now! I'll finish reading the paper, Janet, I promise you!" She crossed her fingers, made a "you must trust me, I beg you" expression, and gave Jane a A loud kiss, then briskly jumped off the chair, took the governess's hand and rushed towards the library.

Seeing little Lolita's carefree, innocent, not fluent English mixed with French words, and her bouncing, energetic figure... Jane's heart was full of emotional impulses and warm happiness.

She remembered that someone said: You must dedicate your youth to someone or something, if your years are only yours, then it is meaningless.

Whether traveling, or...

Adele had no extraordinary intellect, nor did she have the defects and vices which made her inferior.She immediately fell in love with this cute and pretty girl.

In the original novel, Jane Eyre made great efforts to correct and discipline the French chick and skeptic. Her dancing talent and performance desire were carefully protected and developed by Jane Bennet, and she became Adele's most beautiful girl. Eye-catching flash point.

At this moment, Adele forgot all the beautiful hats, skirts, lace and dancing shoes, held the newspaper carefully, and struggled to read the pages selected by Jane.

Jane hopes that in this way, Adele's experience will be increased, her horizons will be broadened, and the little girl's interest in English learning will be cultivated.

Adele stumbled through the Lancashire Herald in her hand, with an infectious French accent, round vowels, and a strong nasal voice:

"Sir Hans will soon marry Miss Catherine Lucas Collins..."

Jane thought of that stupid and cute Mr. Collins who put flattering people as his top priority. I wonder if his brain, which is not in the same dimension as human beings, has become a little bit better at writing in the past three years?Or is it still bringing endless suffering and fun to those around you?

"The marriage of the young and beautiful Queen Victoria has been put on the agenda...Look, Janet, Queen Victoria is so beautiful, her hair is as shiny as a white satin dress..." Seeing Jane's frown slightly, distracted Adele hurriedly sat up straight and flattered, "Of course, my Janet is the most beautiful!"

Jane looked at the innocent little girl blinking her big eyes, then at the gorgeous, plump but naive young queen in the newspaper, and finally tapped Adele on the head, messing up her curly hair like a waterfall of chocolate. , said with a half-smile: "Continue reading."

Adele hungrily looked at the queen's smooth and round oval face, plump and round breasts and shoulders, the beautiful laces on the skirt, and the simple but low-key luxurious diamond necklace... She wiped her saliva, feeling extremely Strong perseverance and thirst for delicious food overcame the attachment to clothing, jewelry and beauty.

"Whigs and Tories..." Adele, struggling to read, asked pitifully, "Which of them is good and which is bad?"

"What do you think, Adele? Move your cute little head." Jane said encouragingly.

Encouraged by her tutor, Adele looked left, right, up and down, and said firmly, "The Tories must be bad people, because Her Majesty the Queen doesn't like them."

Jane: "..." I hope it's not something wrong with my education policy...

She cleared her throat, knelt down, held Adele's face in her hands, and said: "Is your Jane a good person?"

Adele said under oath: "Jane is the best person in the world! A good person like mother and Mr. Rochester!"

Jane suddenly felt that the word "good man" was too wronged for herself.

She said persuasively: "Adele thinks that Jane is a good person, that's because Jane is very kind to Adele. If Jane is good to you and at the same time, Jane goes to snatch other children's dolls, then is Jane still a good person?" ?”

"Of course! If those children refuse to hand over their dolls obediently, then they are bad children!" Adele said triumphantly.

Jane: "..." Lolita is amazing, she is indeed an angel with broken wings in her previous life!

After publishing the declaration "Jane is a good person, Jane is always a good person, Jane is a good person whatever she does, and if anyone disagrees with this point of view, then he is a bad person", Adele continued to read at a snail's pace.

"There is a young lady who is familiar with teaching and wishes to be a governess to children under the age of fourteen. The lady is competent in the general subjects ... which a good English ... English education entails, as well as French, drawing and Music teaching. Please write back to ... County Lorton Post Office, Jane Eyre, Eyre... Janet, I can't say this surname, it has been against my tongue!" Adele opened her small mouth , pointing at the little pink tongue with delicate fingers, "Look, this lady is also called 'Jane'!"

Jane uttered a few meaningless "ums" and "ahs".

For the sake of the God of time travel, did I... unintentionally tear down another CP?

The pair of fateful mandarin ducks in "Jane Eyre"... I'm sorry for you!Jane Eyre, who is brave, strong and pursuing true love, I am sorry for you... Mr. Rochester, who is weak, kind and affectionate, I am sorry for you... Charlotte Bronte, I am sorry for you...

My inexplicable mistakes have already made Mr. Darcy, who should have married his dear second sister, doomed to be alone all his life. What else do you want? Explain to me, God of Time Traveling, explain to me!

Baozi turned into the miserable heroine in Qiong Yao's play, and in his mind, he grabbed the great god of crossing by his collar and pinched the neck of the great god of crossing to make a growl.

"Jane, Jane..." A soft and cute call with a nasal sound rang in my ears, "Jane..." The little bun pouted his pink and tender lips into a cherry, enough to hang two or three water bottles, The oval face is full of "Jane, you didn't listen to me, Jane, you ignored my existence, Jane, don't you like me now..."

The "cute face is full of blood" and so on are referring to Jane's current state.

In her mind, she let go of the great god of time travel, squatted down in the three-dimensional space, poked Adele's bulging cheeks heavily, and said softly: "You performed very well today, Adele, as a As a reward, I allow you to make Black Forest Cake with me."

"Jane is the best! I love Janet the most!" Adele cheered loudly, hugged the governess' neck uselessly, and rubbed her cheek vigorously, throwing out all her grievances, unwillingness, and complaints.

At the beginning of the [-]th century, the Black Forest cake, a specialty of the Black Forest region of Germany, appeared and became popular.Looking around, the long table is full of tools and ingredients, and Jane can't help but feel a sense of superiority as a "time traveler".

Then it's time for her to show her superiority (heavy fog).

"Why don't we ask the cook to prepare the flour, Janet? Well, ask the cook to help prepare the flour." Adele emphasized the word "help", tilting her head and biting her lips, her pink little I pointed my fingers around, but I couldn't find the flour.

"Black Forest Cake doesn't use flour, Adele." Jane put on a borrowed apron and pushed up the sleeves, "This way the cake will not be prone to air bubbles, and the taste will be more delicate and dense, understand Yet?"

Adele nodded half-understood, muttering to herself repeatedly: "The Black Forest cake doesn't use flour, the Black Forest doesn't use flour, the cake doesn't use flour...then what do you use?"

"Hazelnut powder and almond powder are much more fragrant than flour." Jane dug a spoonful of cocoa powder into it, pointed to the fine sieve on the long wooden table and said, "Did you see this sieve? I need your help next." Come on, Adele, use this sieve to pass the mixture of hazelnut powder, almond powder and cocoa powder three times, so that it is fine enough."

Jane coiled up the little girl's heavy and beautiful curly hair, and wrapped it tightly with a headscarf to prevent unnecessary losses.

"Through the sieve, through the sieve, through the sieve..." Adele began to sieve in a fluent and nonchalant way.She shook her wrist carefully, her serious appearance was comparable to that of a believer who worshiped the flesh and blood of Christ.

After the whole table, floor and face were stained with nut powder, the little girl finally successfully completed the task.

Jane resisted the urge to laugh out loud, and praised the little cat with a serious face, saying: "Good job." Then it was Jane's operation time. She added water and sugar to the egg yolk, stirred it evenly, and then poured in the nuts In the flour, stir into a batter with a suitable consistency.

"Please pass me the cherry juice and kirsch, dear."

Adele ran to the shelf, struggling to read the labels on the bottles and jars: "apple jam...strawberry jam...I don't know this one...and that one doesn't look like..." The process of finding a needle in a haystack After reading it all over, the French chick finally found cherry juice and kirsch from the exotic text.She cherished the two glass bottles, and her pious and serious appearance was like Moses holding the scepter bestowed by God.

"Take some cherry wine and cherry juice...too little, add some more, that's right, pour it into the batter and stir well." Instructing the clumsy but meticulous Lolita, Jane added a little salt to the egg white, Beat the egg whites into a froth. "You see, Adele, even if the container is turned over, the egg white froth will not fall out. This is called rigid foaming."

"Hard foam..." Adele blinked Bambi's innocent eyes, stretched out her red, white and white hands... and poked the round protein bubble with a black belly.

Jane snorted, poured the beaten egg whites into the batter that Adele had stirred, stopped pouring after about a third, and then devoted herself to stirring gently.After stirring for a while, she poured in the remaining two-thirds of the egg whites.

"Egg white bubbles can't be poured all at once, can't be poured all at once, bubbles can't..." Adele stared at the coffee-colored mixture in a daze, murmuring words incongruously.

"And don't stir too much, otherwise there will be insufficient air bubbles." Jane took the words with a smile, her big sea blue eyes bent into a pair of crescents.

"Bubbles..." The little girl rolled her eyes and was completely dumbfounded.

Jane turned her head and smiled narrowly, but at the same time she did not forget about the work at hand: she poured the brown mixture into the cake mold, and then pushed the mold into the oven.

Adele stared eagerly at the oven, as if she wanted to get into it with the cake.

"Let's do something else, Adele, the cake won't be baked until an hour later." She took the little girl's batter-stained hand, and led Loli, who was reluctant to part with her, and left the kitchen.

"Let Adela do her work in the drawing-room, Miss Jane, the fire in the library is not bright enough." Mrs. Fairfax met the governess and her pupil on her rounds downstairs, and thereupon Gentle and thoughtful advice said.

Jane took her advice, and Mrs. Fairfax's calm, serene face expressed a sincere joy.

"I'm glad—" She sat down opposite Jane, put the fat cat who was almost inseparable on her knees, and continued, "I'm glad you're here, not just your presence today. If you have company Well, it's still a pleasant stay at Thornfield. Anytime, of course, Thornfield is a nice old manor, maybe a bit out of date in recent years, but it's still a decent place. But you know, in winter, even if You'd be lonely in the nicest house. I say lonely--Leah's a lovely girl, of course, and Mr. and Mrs. John are decent people--but you know they're only servants, and you can't talk to them on an equal footing Well, you have to keep them at a reasonable distance lest you lose your prestige. Indeed last winter—a very cold winter, if you remember, with snow and wind and rain—from November to No one ever came to Thornfield this past February but the butchers and the messengers. I was saddened to sit alone night after night. Sometimes I let Leah come in and read something to me, but I thought The poor girl did not like the job. The spring and autumn were better, and the sun and the long days made all the difference. Then, just as the fall began, little Adela Warren and her nurse came, A child instantly brings a house to life, and then you come, and I'm delighted, very pleased."

"Yeah, the weather in England is terrible. Bad, overcast skies are always depressing," echoed Jane, who was working on a cross-stitching project—she didn't and didn't intend to reveal her side hustle of writing novels to the public.

"It's true. The gloomy weather makes people feel depressed. At this time, people's desire to confide will become particularly strong. I sincerely thank God for allowing Adela and you to come to Thornfield." Fei Mrs. Elfax, stroking the fat cat on her lap, seemed desperately in need of someone to talk to, share her joys with, and share her worries.

The gloomy weather makes people feel depressed, and people's desire to confide will become particularly strong at this time...

—Jane Bennet, you outright, self-righteous fool!

She echoed the housekeeper's wife's eager confession, and scolded herself bloody in her heart.

The content of the letter three years ago is vivid in my memory——

"All of this is not what I want. I sincerely don't want to be stuck here for the rest of my life—whether it's a small house or a big manor—talking insincerely and gossiping with so-called friends..."

"I just don't want to take things for granted that everyone is used to, don't want to do nothing but visit each other, don't want to be content with the status quo and become a real nineteenth-century lady, don't want to make false pleasantries, don't want Denying a real self every moment..."

Under gloomy, gloomy and hazy skies, people will become involuntarily depressed, and chatting is just the most effective way to relieve depression!

What "don't want to be assimilated", what "don't want to become a gossip who only cares about gossip and gossip", gossip!It's ridiculous!

Fortunately, she still claims to "understand others"!Fortunately, she also called herself "empathy"!Thanks to the fact that she considers herself a "modern person" and is so proud of being superior to others!She was just getting the light of the sunny, stormy monsoon climate before crossing!

Just like four years ago, in the bedroom where the sisters talked harmoniously, Mary said in a long book: "Everyone can't help being pretentious because they have a certain quality..."

And Jane's pretentiousness... is the conceit and grievance of being a "time traveler".

Arrogance, conceited superiority, and the idea of ​​being superior to others are the original sins of Jane as a "time traveler".

"Dear Janet, I was wondering... the cake is almost ready to bake..." Adele, like a jumping mushroom, took root in Jane's presence and plunged her into a self-spitting and self-loathing governess , Rescue from annoying negative emotions.

"You're right, Adele, it's time for us to go to the kitchen, the lovely cake is waiting in the oven." She shook her head, returning herself to her normal self with a bright smile.

When Adele stared reverently at the baked cake and couldn't wait to eat it, Jane's words drove her into the abyss: "No, don't reach out, we still have a lot of processes and steps to go."

The little girl who was drooling and screaming, stared straight at the cake that was close at hand, expected and within reach, and was dumbfounded when she smelled the aroma that entered her nostrils wave after wave.

She stared at the round brown cake until it cooled completely, as if she was going to eat the cake alive with her eyes.

"Although it's a pity to keep the steaming and fragrant cake cold, we have to do it." Jane snickered, "It's the most touching to bully a soft and cute little loli", and cut the cake into three slices .

Adele stared at the cake ravaged by Jane with accusing eyes, without blinking.

"Please pass me the canned cherries, Adele, I need sour cherries for the interlayer of the cake." Jane waved her hand, and the little girl who was full of grievances just now went to complete her mission.

Add the flour to the cherry juice, stir well and bring to a boil.After cooking, Jane carefully smeared it on the bottom cake, scraped it carefully, opened the canned cherries, drained the sour cherries and placed them neatly on the bottom cake.

Adele wiped her drool.

After the whipped cream is carefully mixed with the kirsch, it is thinly spread on the cherries.

Adele sniffled.

The middle layer of cake is placed on top, pressed tightly and then spread with a layer of cream mixed with kirsch.

Adele understood and stared at the cake even harder, she knew that victory was in sight.

After the cake on the top layer was placed and pressed tightly, and the cream was smoothed out, Adele couldn't wait to cheer: "Can we eat?"

"I can't bear to answer you, Adele..." Jane pursed her lips, "but if you must ask, my answer is—no."

"Why?" Adele complained angrily.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Jane smiled again, and her hands were still moving in an orderly manner. "There is only a little decoration left."

She sprinkled the chocolate shavings prepared by the cook on the surface of the cake, and the semi-solid cream immediately accepted them intimately.The remaining cream mixed with kirsch is used to spread the side of the cake and make cream flowers. Sixteen bright red sour cherries sit on sixteen balls of cream flowers... "It's done."

"I love you Janet!" Adele stared at the finished Black Forest cake with a look of expression, and shouted her "declaration of love" enthusiastically.

The cake is cut into a triangular shape, and the deep red cherries are inlaid on top of the pure white cream flowers. Underneath are layers of dark brown, pink white, light brown, pink white, light brown, pink white and light brown... Like a symphony played by an excellent orchestra, the layers are distinct and perfectly harmonious.

Smiling, she looked at Adele who was working hard and turned herself into a tabby cat again. She felt a sense of serenity and happiness. She broke open the thick and cold bun skin, and penetrated delicately and warmly into the stuffing.

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