Southern Rose [Gone with the Wind]

This kind of thinking is not wrong, it is even good, he is the kind of man who may not marry for life if he cannot find a satisfactory wife, and once he finds a satisfactory wife, he will remain faithful.In contrast, Butler, the libertine, is not enough to watch.

When she read the original book, she was not worth it for Scarlett. Scarlett just fell in love with an inappropriate man, but she never did anything to betray her husband, nor did she ever cuckold her husband.Rhett, this guy, after marriage, he still talks to women who have lost their way.

Rhett despised Scarlett's ignorance, but he was obsessed with her beauty, and even thought of making Scarlett his mistress!

If Scarlett became Rhett's mistress, she would definitely kill Rhett Butler, a dog man!

Scarlett is a little fool, but at least she is a little fool who has received that kind of southern "lady education". She knows that being a "mistress" is a degenerate thing, and her identity and class do not allow her to "voluntarily degenerate" , she would never consider being someone else's mistress unless she was forced to die.

Victor had a great time on board.

His mother spent more time with him, allowing him to play in her bed occasionally.She used to not want him to play on her bed, always saying that he was an older child and couldn't be too clingy to his mother.

His stepfather was also kind to him. He gave him a pony when he was not a stepfather, and now he gave him a beagle. He was very gentle to him.

Children all have the ability to tell at a glance whether a person really likes you or not.It's not that the mother doesn't like him, but maybe she doesn't know how to get along with children.Mr. Talent was much better. He could tell from the first time they met last year that this man liked his mother and he liked him too.

At that time, he was secretly thinking that his biological father should also be like this, handsome, gentle, and very kind to him.

He was a little conflicted. On the one hand, he knew that his stepfather was not his real father, but on the other hand, he felt that a boy as cute as him should have such a good father.

"I like Mr. Talent," he whispered to his mother.

"Is he nice to you?" Josephine pinched her son's little face, and Victor was snuggling in her arms in his pajamas.It was late at night, and Philip went to the men's chess and card room to play cards, leaving some private time for their mother and son.

"He's been great and I think he should be a good father."

"He should have been nice to you, and I'm glad you guys like each other."

Victor smiled shyly, "Mother, are you happy?"

"I'm happy. What? Who made you ask that?"

"Grandma said you should be happy, and if someone can make you happy, I should be happy for you."

"Grandmother is right. You have to be happy too, are you happy?"

"Very happy. But—" he stammered, "I don't know if I will like my brother."

"Brother? Where did you come from?"

"Aren't you and Mr. Talent going to have a baby soon? Babies are brought by birds, aren't they? When will the bird come?"

Not knowing who told him the fairy tale, Josephine found it a little amused, and the little boy tried his best to appear "indifferent" to it, but was already worried that he would fall out of favor.It shows that the child is indeed too sensitive and has no sense of security, so he is worried that his mother will no longer love him.

"It's still a while. My brother was very small at first, and he could only cry. He was a baby who needed someone to take care of him. Don't worry, you will always be my favorite baby. My brother has to be behind you."

"Then, then I will play with him in the future." The little boy nodded vigorously.

"Okay, my baby will be a good brother. Mommy will always love you, remember?"

Victor nodded, "I will always love you too, Mom."

"You should go to bed. Mrs. Jenkins, take the young master back to your room."

Victor kissed her on the cheek, "Good night, Mother."

She also kissed his little cheek, "Good night, my child."

When Philip returned to his room, Josephine had fallen asleep.He sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at her sleeping face.

There are no interesting entertainment activities on board, the men play cards and chess in the chess and card room after dinner, the ladies chat in the coffee room, and hold a dance every few days to ensure that the distinguished guests in the first class can have enough Social activities.

Josephine was impatient with other wives, and after dinner every day, she would blow some air on the deck, then return to the cabin to play with the children for a while, and go to bed early.

Her self-important aloofness is also very interesting, but she claims that she is still seasick and unwell.People have a very high tolerance for beauty, and the wives agree that she is too pitiful, with such severe seasickness, they rushed to send her various folk remedies for seasickness.Some told her to drink half a cup of eggnog made from raw eggs in the morning; some told her to pickle marmalade made with whiskey and sugar, and take a spoonful when she was not feeling well; In the cloth ball, thrown under the bed.

It is simply a collection of feudal superstitions.

The head of the rooster is something of voodoo, and it's not that there is no such thing on the boat, but Josephine snorted it.She doesn't like eggnog, but orange peel sauce doesn't look like a problem, so she asked someone to make a can, and she took a spoonful when she felt dizzy, and she really felt better.

Everything is comfortable in first class, the rooms are spacious, bedroom with toilet and bathroom, outside there is a comfortable sitting room, both rooms have thick Persian rugs on the floor.He thought about the last time he went from Boston to Paris alone, and now...he was a husband.

It was odd, he knew at 18 that he was going to get married, but after a few years, he decided it was unlikely he would ever find the one, the woman he would fall in love with at first sight.

Boys all yearn for that kind of love at first sight, but men often lose that kind of youthful passion for women. When they understand what they can get with money and status, they will forget that they were once a pure boy.

He reached out and touched her cheek lightly.

Soft, warm face with a hint of orange scent.

She snorted and asked in a dazed hoarse voice, "Who?"

"Who else." He smiled lowly, leaned over and kissed her face, and kissed her lips again.

"Sleep." She didn't open her eyes.

He lifted the duvet and got under the covers.Her body is also soft and warm, and the silk nightgown fits snugly on her body.

Pressing his palm on her shoulder, he pressed a soft kiss on her shoulder.

Time on the ship passed quickly. One day in October, the passenger ship docked at the pier in Le Havre, France.

A relative of Josephine sent a butler to meet them at the pier, arranged for a van and wagon, and within two hours they were on a boat on the Seine.

Josephine disliked boats, but even less liked long journeys in carriages.The mileage of trains in France is not enough, and inland waterway is still the main way to travel from Le Havre to Paris.

Victor was also tired of taking the boat, and wanted to get to the shore as soon as possible.

And Josephine got on the boat in the inland river, and started a new round of seasickness. She didn't get better until she checked into the hotel in Paris, and even fainted as soon as she entered the hotel lobby.

Philip took the male and female servants, and the hotel manager and the waiter hurriedly for a while, sent her to the room, and invited the doctor to come to see her. During this period, Philip did not forget to tell the maid Manny to take care of Victor, so that she must not lose the child.

Victor looked panic-stricken, and held Manny's hand tightly, "What's wrong with mother? What's wrong with her?"

Manny was only a 15-year-old girl who had never experienced this kind of thing at all. She was also pale with fright, and followed Mrs. Jenkins nervously, asking non-stop.

Mrs. Jenkins is busy sending maids to prepare hot water and food for the hostess, pack her luggage, and urge the hotel manager to call for a doctor. If one is not enough, several of them must be called at the same time, and the doctor is not always on call. , If you go out to see a doctor, do you still have to go to see it one by one?Of course, at least 5 or 6 waiters must be sent out.

Philip's valet methodically arranged for several servants who had been to Paris to follow the hotel waiter to invite a doctor, bring the consultation fee, and be sure to invite the doctor as soon as possible.

Lydia and Candace put the mistress on the bed and unfastened the ties of her blouse and bodice.

Philip sat on the edge of the bed, held her left hand, kept calling her name, and kissed the back of her hand.