[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

Mia fell asleep in the car, and when she woke up, she could clearly see the stars twinkling in the endless sky.She was held in Hannibal's arms, and she couldn't resist the drowsiness in the bumps, even though the position was uncomfortable.

It was Robert who was driving, and Mrs. Purple was sitting next to him.

The entire backseat was roomy enough for Mia to lie on without rolling off, and in a daze she could feel Hannibal placing her on the other end of the backseat, with her head resting on his lap.

She felt that she was not too dead, because she vaguely heard Mrs. Zi's specially suppressed laughter and her admiration for the country road passing by.

"Shikibe, if you like, we can come tomorrow." Robert loved his wife very much. He had a very gentle temper and could not say harsh words to anyone.

Mrs. Zi looked at him affectionately, "I just feel that I have never been here before, and I don't feel like seeing something new for the second time... Concentrate on driving Robert, I know you are very happy today, but you can't look around gone."

The car made a sound of slapping on the road because of the small stone oak paved on the country road, and Mia thought that it should be the iron sheet next to the wheel.

She fell asleep again in a daze, until Hannibal carried her out, the fresh air was accompanied by the smell of pine leaves blown by the evening wind, which was the smell of autumn, all of which made her feel very cordial.

She felt that she shouldn't sleep anymore, Mia leaned on Hannibal's shoulder, rubbing her eyes hard to wake herself up.

At this time, servants had already come from the cobblestone path to greet the count and his wife, followed by a dog with yellowish-brown fur.

It flicked its tail and circled around Robert affectionately, its eyes drooping and it didn't look fierce at all.

Mia felt that she was a little more sober. Listening to the somewhat confusing conversation, she turned her eyes to Hannibal.

Hannibal learned French when he was a child, and it took him a while to understand what they were saying.

But he couldn't speak, so he couldn't tell Mia. At this time, his uncle drew everyone's attention to Hannibal and Mia.

Because Robert's elder brother, Hannibal's father, settled in Lithuania, Mrs. Zi and the servants who had been in the family for a long time could even speak some of the language there.

Robert introduced them in a different language, and Mia understood now.

Despite the premise of fear of Mrs. Osman's manor, Mia pursed her lips and smiled at them, looking extraordinarily shy.

Ms. Billigit is the steward of Earl Lecter's estate, a very beautiful woman.Her hair was neatly combed behind her head, braided and twisted into a ball, and her eyebrows were slender, just like Mrs. Zi.

She saluted Hannibal, and when she raised her head, she winked at the little girl in Hannibal's arms, which made Mia a little flattered.

Compared with the previous one, Earl Lecter's manor has a more reassuring factor, which makes Mia feel a lot easier.

She heard the housekeeper asking something in French, and she glanced at her. Robert put his arms around Mrs. Zi's shoulders, and when he looked over, he found that she was looking at him, so he smiled gently at her, and then whispered Answering Billijit's words.

They were discussing something about her, but she couldn't understand it. After all, it wasn't about driving her out, she thought optimistically.

"It's getting late," Mrs. Zi looked tired, and she gently pushed away the Mastiff who was circling around her and making coquettish sounds, "Chiyo, is the room ready?"

Chiyo stood under the loggia wearing a kimono, and after hearing Madam Zi's words, she replied crisply and sweetly, "Yes Madam."

She glanced at Hannibal and Mia curiously, "It will definitely satisfy you... Do you need something to eat? I prepared white fungus porridge and warmed it in the kitchen."

"Bring it to the room," she didn't want to offend Chiyo's kindness. From this point of view, the earl and countess are quite modest and tolerant, and Robert also said, "Chiyo's craftsmanship has always been very good."

Robert turned his head to look at the two brothers and sisters who were standing there at a loss. Before they could speak, Ms. Billijit stepped forward and said, "I'll take you up to rest...don't be too restrictive, the Earl cares about you a lot , no matter what the people around him say, he never gave up looking for you."

And of course his sister, Misha.

It's just that no one knows where she is, maybe Hannibal knows but he can't speak.

Originally, two rooms had been prepared, but after hearing the news about Hannibal yesterday, Robert excitedly asked them to prepare so as not to be in a hurry later.

No one expected that among the two people brought back, one of the children was so young that they couldn't match except for their faces.

Billijit has no children, and she has been guarding the manor. Although she spent a very difficult time in prison because of the earl being arrested in the past few years, she still insisted on waiting until the return of the manor owner.

In Billijit's view, three-year-old children are sensitive and fragile, and they will be disturbed by a slight change in the environment. They need someone to take care of them, but 13-year-old Hannibal is not within the scope of her consideration.

She tried to take Mia to her room to sleep after cleaning. She felt that she could do the job, and besides, she liked children, such cute children.

The teenager stood at the door of the bathroom in his pajamas, staring straight at Mia in her arms, and opened his hands to gesture for Mia to come over.

Billijit opened her mouth, "Go to bed, I'll take Miss upstairs to sleep..."

However, Hannibal stretched out his arms towards her unswervingly, and his face looked a little uncomfortable, which made Billijit feel a little nervous.

She used to think that the child brought back by the Earl should be similar to the Earl's character no matter what, but the current situation showed that he was stubborn and a little gloomy.

Mia in her arms also stretched out her arms to reach Hannibal, her fingers were still stained with water vapor, and when Hannibal touched it, he felt as if he touched a cloud, so he was too soft to use more force.

He successfully held Mia in his arms, and the expression on his face relaxed a little.Hannibal turned and left, and Mia waved at Biligit.

The housekeeper was stunned for a while before she realized it.

Carrying a somewhat long skirt, Billijit hurried upstairs and met Chiyo who came out of the room at the corner.

"Billigit, what are you doing running so fast, is Pete chasing you?" Chiyo covered her mouth and smiled.

Pete was the tan dog from before.

The housekeeper glared at her pretending to be angry, "You ran out to scare me." She didn't answer Chiyo's question, and walked sideways around the short-haired girl, "I think there will be a heavy rain tonight, remember to close it Window Chiyo."

Mia didn't sleep well that night, it might be because of the change of environment that made her feel uncomfortable.Sure enough, it was raining outside the window. Every autumn, the weather changes faster than a child's face.

Unlike Mrs. Ottoman's manor, the windows in the room were covered by shutters. Mia could only hear the rustling of the leaves in the wind and the sound of dense but small raindrops touching anything. Some hypnotic sounds.

Maybe it was the previous encounter that made Mia fear the unknown. This is a hint of self-formation, but it is also a different kind of self-protection.

It's never a mistake to be vigilant, at least at first.

There was also a faintly lit candle in the room, not to the extent that it would disturb sleep.This is a stone room, and the floor is cool.

The top of the bed was covered with curtains, which were as smooth as silk. Mia stretched out her hand and touched it, feeling that this was not a dream, and shrunk her hand under the quilt with a sigh of relief.

Yawning, Mia shrank her neck feeling the heat coming from behind, shrank into Hannibal's arms and closed her eyes again.

At least this is Hannibal's uncle's house, much better than Osman's, isn't it?

It's rare to sleep in late, mainly because the blinds block light very well. After a second sleep, Mia feels refreshed when she wakes up.

There were no children's clothes at her age at home, at least Hannibal could find something to wear from Robert's old box, and she could only wear Chiyo's well-preserved top as a skirt first.

Mrs. Zi found a soft shawl to wrap around Mia. According to Chiyo, the earl bought it at a high price from a businessman who often went to sea, and now she is wearing it on Mia.

She was a little uneasy. Robert smiled kindly when he saw it, and told Mrs. Zi about the interesting things of the year, "Philip said you would like it, so I insisted on using my pocket watch for it."

His eyes are full of light, which is the color of happy memories.

"It's been several years, Shikibu, you still keep it, then Philip's words are still worthy of trust, he is indeed much better than me in terms of vision." The count said and finally sighed softly.

Madam Zi didn't speak, but just put her hand on the back of Robert's as usual.Fili and his boat have been drowned in the sea since the last time they were seen.

For Robert, who rarely had a common topic, the death of his friend dealt him a great blow.

Since then, he has never been to the seaside again, perhaps because he is afraid that the sea can easily kill a life, or because he avoids the place where his friend is buried.

The accounts of the manor are managed by the housekeeper and Mrs. Purple. Robert is not sensitive to numbers, but he has a lot of experience in painting.

He has a studio, and he would come to the room to create in his spare time. Today he is in a good mood, perhaps because the excitement of finding his relatives has not faded away. He entertains himself in the bright room with the curtains drawn , Didn't even hear Chiyo knocking on the door.

A tailor came to the manor. He took a ruler to measure the two people. He had a serious face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

Mia felt that he was somewhat similar to the old teacher Lu Sen in the orphanage, but Lu Sen seemed to have a closer attitude.

He took out the notebook from his backpack and wrote it down, still muttering something.

Mrs. Zi just sat there quietly, like a water lily exuding a delicate fragrance, attracting people's attention even without speaking.

Tailor Kennedy seemed to be very familiar with Mrs. Zi, he bowed his body a little far away and talked with her about the style, "It would be better if we could go to the store to have a look, maybe we can make a decision after seeing it."

Madam Zi pondered for two seconds, and decided to take them out after lunch to look at the clothes, and the tailor also stayed for a meal.

Robert was still thinking about his unfinished painting, and he was a little absent-minded when he heard Mrs. Zi's words.

"Go, go," he probably heard Mrs. Zi say that he would go to the tailor to look at the clothes. After quickly finishing the lunch in front of him, he smiled apologetically at Kennedy, and hurried to the studio again.

People who devote themselves to art probably forget to sleep and eat like this. Mrs. Zi shook her head funny, and told Chiyo to go to the studio to bring some food to Robert.

"Remember to bring him a pot of tea, his throat will hurt." She explained.

Chiyo responded, and went to the kitchen to prepare Earl's favorite black tea, and boiled another bowl of milk.

The valet is in charge of driving. Fortunately, the tailor shop is not far from here. Because it rained, the Delahaye car with the windows open brings the smell of mud and grass, as well as the heavy fruits hanging on the branches. aroma.

Everything seemed to be moving in a good direction, and Mia felt that she might be able to survive.

After driving for half an hour, the car stopped at the door of the red-painted gate.

Kennedy got out of the car with his bag on his back, and Mrs. Zi also got out of the car slowly.

The servant drove his car and parked on a path that no one passed by. This is a village, and the overall population is quite large.

There are several tailor shops, Mia looked around twice and saw a wardrobe with dresses, next to a tavern or a coffee shop.

The weather was not very suitable for going out, and it was the lunch break time, but the business in Kennedy's tailor shop was very good.

Several well-dressed ladies were looking at the styles of clothes displayed on the wall. They didn't seem to be familiar with them, but when they came across clothes or jewelry, they always talked together.

The children didn't have many clothes, so Kennedy went upstairs with his glasses on and leaned on the handrail. He greeted the guy standing at the counter and showed Mrs. Zi some patterns of the children's clothes.

Mrs. Zi was holding the paper and reading it on the stool beside her. She held Mia and sat on the side. She chose a few and asked Mia to choose. gave her.

Mrs. Zi went to the counter holding the pattern, and Mia sat there looking bored at the surrounding dresses and the fascinated ladies who were discussing, and finally returned to the counter.

In addition to Mrs. Zi, there was an adult man who looked like a housekeeper standing beside him, talking to the children beside him with his body down.

He seemed older than she was, but probably only five or six years old.

"I want this set so I can go hunting in the forest."

The butler said earnestly, "Master Sherlock, you may not be suitable for hunting now."

Mia cast her eyes on the boy's natural curls, which reminded her of the curly sheep that Chiyo said, and they were also pulled and pulled.