[Comprehensive Classics] Traveled all over Europe to demolish CP

Chapter 4 is destined to be a farming text?

With thousands of thoughts of "Is it my way of watching is wrong or Mr. Darcy's way of opening is wrong", Jane followed her mighty sisters back to Longbourne with all her heart.

Maybe no one is right, it's all caused by time travel.

The next day, there were no neighbors to visit, no social activities, just as Mr. Bennet said with emotion, he finally lived a normal day.

The sisters went for an afternoon walk in Meryton, and after supper they spent the quiet evenings in the small dim drawing-room.

Elizabeth spread her hats on the table, and fought lace, ribbons, and feathers indignantly, occasionally saying "That's great, I'll have to undo the stitches again!" or "Rest in peace, poor lace!"

Mary was reading Les Miserables.

Jane silently put down the needlework in her hands, and suddenly opened her mind: Miss Mary Philosopher Bennet, life is already so difficult, why do you always read tragedies to expose it?

However, as a qualified steamed stuffed bun, steamed stuffed bun's self-awareness is a must.

Jane Baozi Bennett quickly recovered the characteristics of buns that you can flatten and round, and I stand still. She picked up the needle and thread again, and began to think about the fabric in her hand.

This piece of linen has a rough texture and sparse warp and weft, so it might be good for making fishing nets. What kind of embroidery is good on such a sparse fabric?

Ding—light bulbs flickered from Jane's thick blond hair.

cross stitch!

She took a needle with the largest needle eye, carefully threaded it into the six-strand thread, and then drew patterns on the coarse linen, stamped a grid, and soon immersed in the fugue of dancing with hands and emptying her mind.

Jane felt much happier than the polite, nonsensical conversation and society.

But in the serenity and tranquility like dusk, a trace of restlessness grows in the depths of my heart:

It is already the beginning of the nineteenth century, and the old-school aristocrats are declining day by day, and the guys who have the foresight to ride the industrial revolution have become the trendsetters of the times one by one...

It's not that she doesn't like a peaceful life, but what she wants is the calmness after the wind and the waves, and not in a small isolated village, as the daughter of a squire, satisfied with the setting of farming culture that follows the rules.

She dare not speak her mind, dare not share her inner world with anyone, otherwise everyone will blame her, blame her for not being satisfied, blame her for not being grateful, blame her for being whimsical...

Jane could only fill the gaps in her life with society, as all decent ladies do.

Although the so-called social life is nothing more than exchanging some well-known gossip and gossip with each other.

The social life in the countryside was not rich and exciting enough, but the arrival of two young and wealthy golden bachelors set off waves of climaxes.

The ladies and wives were very excited, and Mrs. Bennet and Lydia became crazy.

Dear mother, dear sister, please go crazy in another era...No one will stop you in 200 years.

Please, it's okay to embarrass your eldest daughter, but don't embarrass Elizabeth...she's getting married soon!

In the house of Sir Lucas, who is the most sociable and has the best communication skills, Jane clutched her chest in melancholy.

Horses and carriages, handsome men and beautiful women came in an endless stream, and Sir Lucas entertained every visitor with pride and humility.

Miss Bingley and Mrs. Hurst were still at the forefront of fashion, and their latest hats flaunted the large feathers, and their dresses were of the most expensive materials.

…The clothes in the early nineteenth century were really ugly. The skirts were high-waisted, straight, without curves, as if they were wrapped in curtains.No matter how slender the girl is, as long as the skirt is on her body, she will give off the breath of a pregnant woman.

She wore it too early, and even the most classic long skirt with a whalebone bustle and a wide and fluffy skirt in the movie has not yet been popular in this era.

As for men's coats... Men's coats are even more ridiculous. The hem that is longer than the knee is slit at the back, which is said to be for the convenience of riding a horse.

Jane has always wanted to ask... why not just shorten the clothes?

With the aesthetic standards of the 21st century in mind, she made deep complaints about those feathers that were bigger than her head.On the surface, he smiled gently as always, and sweetly praised how fashionable their outfits were.

Miss Bingley's vanity was greatly gratified--there is nothing so pleasant as a burst of bloody, wise compliments--she took Jane's arm, and talked like the closest friend.

But Miss Bingley failed to occupy Jane for a long time, and the title of the most beautiful woman in Meryton once again exerted its power: Jane was soon surrounded and surrounded by wives, ladies, officers and gentlemen from three floors inside and outside. Everyone raised their voices to make her hear.

Jane is not talkative, on the contrary, she had very little experience in dealing with people when she was not called Jane in her previous life.But her tenderness, consideration and understanding made ladies and gentlemen like her, and her irresistible beauty made young men flock to her.

She's not good at socializing at all...why was she picked up by the Minister of Public Relations?

Turning around, Jane noticed Mr. Darcy standing under the curtain.His brows were slightly frowned, and he showed an undisguised patience for everything in front of him.

For the first time, a thought similar to "I feel sorry for you" came to Jane's heart.

Just in time to meet Mr. Darcy's cold eyes, Jane faced the difficulty and smiled brightly at the face that radiated gloomy light waves, showing eight teeth in a very unladylike manner, and then...by a group of ladies They flocked to the piano.

... This is the most unreserved young lady he has ever seen in his life, bar none!Mr. Darcy's facial expression didn't change, but his teeth were grinding in his mouth.

The unreserved young lady's reserved refusal with a smile came from her ears: "If you are really my good sister, then don't push me up to play the piano and sing, Liz! I can't be more clear! If you are kind enough to let me show off, I will definitely be grateful to you, but which one of you here is not used to listening to the piano sound of the first-rate performer, and enjoying the beautiful voice of the first-rate singer? I With such a three-legged feline skill, I really dare not make a fool of myself!" Jane smiled and waved her hands with a sincere and earnest attitude.

It's not okay to be sincere and sincere...

She had learned the piano for a few years before she traveled, and she could barely be called versatile in the 21st century where women were rampant, but in Britain at the beginning of the [-]th century... even the gaps between her teeth were not enough!

"Don't be too modest, Jane!" Elizabeth suppressed a smile and said seriously, "I successfully poisoned the ears of everyone present with a few little love songs, and Mary hypnotized the guests with a long concerto. The ear is waiting for your rescue!"

...how did you have that uncanny knack for making fun of people anytime, anywhere, Liz?And in one sentence, you made fun of your sister, your sister, and yourself at the same time...

"Oh, Miss Bennet, don't be stingy with your talents! Our hungry ears are eagerly waiting for your piano and singing voice! As a most considerate lady, how can Miss Bennet have the heart to refuse us? Mr. Bingley's big pale green eyes were full of smiles, and he approached courteously to help his Elizabeth.

Jane was defeated.

The gentle and beautiful boy is the most irresistible!

She took Mary's place in the weakest and most graceful manner, her slender white fingers resting on the keys of the same color, she tilted her head and blinked her eyes and said: "I hope you don't make me play Scotch ditties, Mr. Without Liz's cheerful and lively nature, she can fully express the artistic conception of the little tune."

"You can play anything, Miss Bennet! I believe you and your sister have different styles. Your performance will revive the enthusiasm of those who are least interested in music!" Mr. Bingley complimented enthusiastically and politely The pale green eyes are like a sparkling pond, like a long-haired shepherd dog inviting pets from its owner.

Jane's heart, which is infatuated with beauty, was rippling with the waves of the pond. She nodded involuntarily, adrenaline rushing through her blood vessels.

... It's too early to be rippling.

Playing the piano and singing...Singing "Burning Flowers"?Sing "About Winter"?Sing "Song of Thousand Thousand Que"?Sing "A Chinese Ghost Story"?Sing "New Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream"?Sing "The Meaning of Travel"?Sing "Promises don't easy"?Singing "Novemberrain"?Singing "Yesterday once more"? ...

The literary and fresh Jane went through all the literary and fresh songs in her head, even reviewed the not so small and fresh songs like "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife", but she didn't choose a song suitable for this era.

She didn't expect to travel through time before, did she?

God of time travel, you kindly allowed me to inherit a series of skills necessary for survival in the [-]th century, such as German, embroidery, weaving and horseback riding from Jane Bennett. Why don’t you leave her memory to me? !

Pseudo-Jane Bennet looked up at the sky, that elegant and moving appearance, in the eyes of the guests, was the emotional preparation before singing.

"Your hair is as dazzling as gold, Miss Bennet, and I believe your singing voice will be as precious as gold." A passer-by officer in red uniform rushed to Jane's side to show his courteousness.

...gold...gold?

Although this metaphor is not beautiful, it reminded her to the greatest extent.

If she hadn't been sitting in front of the piano, Jane might have been grateful to give the officer a comrade's hug.

Thank goodness she sat at the piano!