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Regarding Lydia's reputation, the family naturally discussed it very carefully.Jane also paid attention, but briefly mentioned one or two of them.

But these alone were enough to make Elizabeth angry.

Katie was making a fuss outside the door, yelling why she shouldn't be allowed to hear what happened.

However, the people in the study heard her voice.He couldn't help but be even more thankful for his witty decision to lock Katie outside just now.

"Mr. Bennet, I really didn't expect that Bernal to be such a person!" Mrs. Bennet was so anxious that her head hurt a little, and she even couldn't help breathing quickly.

It was Jane who quickly gave her a bottle of smelling salts, which made Mrs. Bennet calm down again.

"How's Lydia?" Mrs. Bennet was unusually quiet, with distressed eyes.

Jane sighed: "she said she was fine, but..."

Several people were quiet.

After waiting for a long time, Mr. Bennet finally made a final decision: "Since Lydia said that this matter is over, let's not mention it again."

Everyone nodded in support.

Even Mrs. Bennet kept her mouth shut as a sign of reassurance.

By the time Lydia finally put down her paintbrush, the bell rang for lunch.

"Is this the dish I mentioned earlier?" Lydia was a little surprised, and felt that her mood was completely healed by such a delicacy!

Mrs. Hill nodded, and replied with a smile: "Yes, it is really not an easy thing to achieve the degree of frying as you said!"

Lydia took a bite of the fried fish and her mouth was full of aroma.

Resisting the desire to give Mrs. Hill a thumbs up, Lydia swallowed the food in her mouth: "This is really delicious!"

Mr. Bennet laughed and joked: "Lydia, you really should try Mrs. Hill's previous attempt."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people became a little weird.

Mrs. Hill was also a little embarrassed and found an excuse, and went back to the kitchen.

Mr. Bennet nodded, and continued: "The black fried fish is really bad!"

Lydia covered her mouth and laughed: On the attack power of dark cooking!

She didn't see that when the corners of her lips curled up, the family members finally let go of their hearts.

However, it turns out that they were still a little bit relieved.

"Lydia, you have been in the drawing room for several days."

Mrs. Bennet finally couldn't bear it anymore, pushed the door open and walked in.

Lydia unhurriedly put down the paintbrush in her hand before turning her head: "I'm just busy with this painting, Mom."

Mrs. Bennet frowned, and there was unconcealable worry in her eyes.Taking two steps forward, she looked at the unfinished canvas in front of Lydia.

It was drawing a picture of a sunset in warm colors.The waves of the ocean set off the blue ink, and a touch of warm orange that gradually became rich gradually gathered, forming a round sun in the sky.The red sunset lingers around it, reflecting it little by little, which is extremely beautiful.

Mrs. Bennet didn't know how to paint, and she couldn't say anything about the brushstrokes in it.

She just didn't relax her brows at all, she lowered her head to look at Lydia, her lips moved.After a while, he let out a long breath of relief, as if giving up.I found a place to sit down, and actually stayed there quietly for a long time.

"Mom, I will go out naturally after I finish painting." Lydia was a little helpless.

It was difficult for her to apply oil paint to the canvas under Mrs. Bennet's gaze.

Mrs. Bennet was a little surprised and stood up all of a sudden.He clasped his hands together, rubbing his fingers nervously, looking extremely at a loss.

For some reason, seeing Mrs. Bennet like this, Lydia suddenly felt sore in her heart.

She took a deep breath, and quickly turned her head away to cover up the soreness in her nose.

"It's okay, I'm going out for a walk."

Lydia nodded, took Mrs. Bennet's arm and shook it for a while, before walking out with a smile on her face.

She didn't see the slight relaxation on Mrs. Bennet's face behind her.

It was getting dark quickly in winter, but it was only in the afternoon that the sky was already showing signs of darkening a little.

Lydia was walking on the grass alone, with a little indescribable bewilderment in her eyes.

She can even see the shadow of her galloping horse in this scenery, and even the ground has one or two traces of horseshoes.

Lydia knew very clearly that she no longer had any nostalgia for Richard.

Even after it was over, I suddenly realized how absurd and terrifying that period of time was.Obviously, in front of Richard, she was like herself in college.

She used to think that this meant that she could finally relax in front of that person.It can bring her back to the most naughty and innocent time ever.

However, one point was completely overlooked.

She was no longer her college self.That period of madness and simplicity and innocence has left her far away.Today's self is far from what it was then.

She is sad and sad.Some even lost interest and energy for doing something.

But... Lydia also understands that by doing this by herself, it can be regarded as digging out the cancer, and it is a more sensible thing to do.

Lydia sat down, looked at the big tree above her head very comfortably, turned her neck twice deliberately, found a comfortable place to pillow, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

The leaves swayed in the wind and even rustled.

However, Lydia stuck out her tongue and turned around with a fallen leaf.He pointed at the leaves above his head and said to himself: "Sound it, make it sound! Anyway, it won't be long before you all will fall one by one."

Just like her, if Richard hadn't said that, I'm afraid she still wouldn't be able to see her situation clearly.

Poverty and a meager dowry already made it extremely difficult for her to live in this era.This extremely dusty appearance is also terrifyingly gorgeous, I am afraid that the identity of Jinwu Zangjiao is the most suitable.

Lydia laughed at herself secretly before bursting into laughter.

"That's it, just let it go."

After speaking, she sat up and stretched greatly.It was like vomiting out all the tiredness in his body one by one in this extremely comfortable yawn.

Lydia's first reaction when she finally relaxed was that the food on the table of the Bennet family had been greatly improved.

After all, there is nothing more refreshing than a bowl of exquisitely boiled fish porridge.

Lydia nodded and accepted the family's approval, thinking to herself: I have wasted so many rice exercises, if I don't do it a few more times, wouldn't it be too wasteful.

Obviously, Lydia's re-cooking allowed the whole family to satisfy their appetites, and at the same time, they couldn't help letting go of their worries.

Seeing the usual smile on Lydia's face, Mr. Bennet finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What Mr. Bernal has done has completely exceeded his expectations.If he knew that there would be such inappropriate actions and thoughts, he would never give such a man even a chance to get close to his daughter.

Jane took a sip of the porridge: "Oh my God, Lydia! This porridge tastes much better than before..."

Her face froze a little as she thought about the days of Netherfield.Evidently, the thought of Mr. Bingley was not a pleasant thing for her.

Lydia smiled and nodded: "Of course, you can't use salt grains like this when you are sick, otherwise you may have a bitter taste in your mouth when you have a fever!"

Jane smiled: "Speaking of which, Charlotte's wedding is two days away, are you going to wear that kind of dress?"

"Lydia, are you going?" Hearing this, Mr. Bennet quickly looked over.

Lydia nodded, a little puzzled: "Of course, she is my friend."

"Yes, of course." Mr. Bennet lowered his eyes slightly and nodded.

Katie poked her head out and asked Mr. Bennet, "May I go too?"

"of course not!"

Before Mr. Bennet could answer, Mrs. Bennet had already spoken firmly.

"What's wrong?" Lydia asked Mary beside her in a low voice.

Mary secretly glanced at Mrs. Bennet not far away, who was filled with righteous indignation.After careful consideration of the statement, it is considered that the language has been organized.

"Collins was going to propose to one of us, but obviously the ones of the right age are no longer available. Mom was very sorry, but Lucas..."

Mary's words have not been finished, and Mrs. Bennet's words have explained the rest of the half.

"The Lucas family betrayed us like this. It's like trying to rob us. Katie, you are not allowed to go!" Mrs. Bennet said that she was excited, and even her voice became louder.

Katie pouted, obviously extremely disappointed.

"But why can Liz and Lydia go?" she whispered.

Mrs. Bennet took a sip of porridge before replying, "They are friends with Charlotte, so they have to go..."

Elizabeth and Lydia looked at each other and smiled, raising their eyebrows: Have to go?

Seeing this kind of statement, it can be regarded as soothing Mrs. Bennet's poor nerves, and the two of them tacitly quieted down.

Elizabeth looked at Lydia with a little worry in her eyes.

At this moment, it is always good to be able to go out for a walk.

But...is it good or bad for Lydia to watch a wedding?

She wasn't sure.

Because of Mrs. Bennet's dissatisfaction, the matter of asking for a carriage for this journey naturally had to wait and talk to Mr. Bennet in private.

The parish of Collins was not so close to the Bennets, on the contrary, it was much closer to the residence of Mrs. de Bourgh.

"I still can't imagine Charlotte getting engaged to Collins."

On the way, Elizabeth said to Lydia.

Lydia curled her lips: "To be precise, they should be married now."

Elizabeth nodded in a serious manner, very vigorously.It seems that only at that level can she express her surprise and seriousness.

Lydia patted her and sighed: "Sometimes, romance is the most extravagant thing."

Facing Elizabeth's gaze, Lydia continued, "It's a very lucky thing for you to meet Paris."

"It is precisely because of its rarity that it is considered lucky."

For a moment, Elizabeth looked at her sister.He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

She sighed, and could only touch Lydia's head affectionately, without speaking.

The ruts of the carriage followed the dirt road, leaving traces along the way.In the era before rubber was invented, wooden wheels rattled on the ground and were extremely bumpy.

Sitting down along the way is indeed not a comfortable thing.

Lydia even felt that the lunch she had just eaten at noon was about to consume all her energy in such bumps.

"I'm going to be knocked apart..."

After getting out of the carriage, Lydia complained softly.It wasn't over until Elizabeth rubbed her forehead for a while.

The parish in Collins was not very large, and the houses were not so spacious.

However, one or two rooms are still available.

The wedding will be held tomorrow, and only like Lydia and Elizabeth, live farther away.He also has a very good relationship with the bride, so he arrived one day earlier.

Therefore, the two of them were considered to be in Collins' home, and each had a relatively spacious room.

"I think this house would be a great honor to anyone who could be its mistress!" Collins repeated this sentence several times.

It seemed to be reminding the two girls from the Bennet family what kind of treasures they had missed.

However, both of them ignored him tacitly.

"It would be a nice house if it weren't for the voice of Mr. Collins."

At night, Lydia teases Elizabeth.

Wearing nightdresses, the two rolled around on the bed hugging the pillows for a while.

Elizabeth smiled and replied, "Oh, yes. It's really quieter that way!"

With a hee hee smile, he took a break earlier.

After all, tomorrow's wedding is extremely exhausting.What's more, as Mr. Collins said, even Mrs. de Bourgh will be present tomorrow.

The guest's name is indeed well-known.

What's more, Mr. Collins said it several times on purpose!

……

Charlotte's wedding was not a big one, but her serious preparations could indeed be seen.

"Oh, Lydia, I'm so grateful that you came back in time!" Charlotte was dressing herself in a hurry, but she kept telling Lydia in the mirror.

"Of course, I can't be absent from your wedding."

Charlotte turned her head, stood up and held Lydia's hand tightly, with an indescribable expression on her face.

"I have heard that you and Mr. Bernal have parted ways. It is very unfortunate."

Lydia raised her eyebrows: "Really? Charlotte, you really think so..."

Charlotte smiled, as if she had been punctured by Lydia, and her mouth burst open, and her whole person suddenly became happy.

She smiled and circled around Lydia: "Oh, you really know me so well!"

Charlotte nodded Lydia's forehead and smiled sweetly.The wedding dress made her otherwise ordinary appearance look extraordinarily beautiful.

"Speaking so directly, how can I punish you!"

Lydia smiled and tilted her head: "Why don't you let me contribute to your wedding?"

Charlotte was a little pleasantly surprised to see Lydia juggle, and took out an extremely exquisite headdress from her hand, which was much more exquisite than ordinary wedding headwear.

"Lydia!" She was a little surprised.

Lydia sat down with her, and carefully put on the headdress for her.

"You are the most beautiful bride, dear Charlotte!" Lydia praised without hesitation.

Charlotte stuck out her tongue, and said in a rare playful way, "If one day I see you in your wedding dress, I'm afraid I'll take back this sentence."

Lydia's smile was slightly stiff.

Noticing the silence of the girl behind her, Charlotte smiled before standing up.

"Lydia, you'll meet a more deserving gentleman!" She smiled, making her eyes look even brighter.

Lydia smiled, apparently not taking this blessing to heart.

Charlotte frowned, squeezed Lydia's hands, and said again word by word: "Lydia, you will meet a more worthy gentleman!"

Lydia looked up, staring straight at her.

After a while, he laughed and nodded: "Thank you, Charlotte!"

"Charlotte!" There was a knock on the door suddenly, and it was Elizabeth who pushed the door and walked in.

"Liz? What's the matter?" Lydia asked back.

Elizabeth had obviously thought of these two people for a long time, so she must not have noticed the sun that was about to rise outside.I am afraid that both of them are completely immersed in each other's words.

"Liz, take a look at the tiara Lydia gave me, it's so beautiful!" Charlotte said, looking extremely happy.

The teasing Elizabeth was too embarrassed to educate the two of the importance of time.

She could only smile, and playfully ignored Charlotte's sneaky glances at Lydia.

"It's really beautiful!" She praised, "It's just that if this dress can be arranged faster, Charlotte will definitely be more beautiful."

Lydia peeked at the sky outside, and the round sun in the sky was about to jump out of the horizon.

She stuck out her tongue and acted coquettishly at Elizabeth: "We will do it as soon as possible, and it will be even better with your help!"

Elizabeth looked at the two people in the room, and they all looked at herself with extremely bright eyes.For a moment, he burst out laughing and nodded again and again.

Dresses are not as easy to wear as ordinary skirts, and Elizabeth, who has tried them many times, naturally has a deep understanding.

Not to mention that there are almost no wrinkles on it, even dust would be an extremely disgraceful thing.

Fortunately, after all the fuss, the lovely bride was finally dressed up in time.

"Thank you!" Charlotte held the hands of the two and couldn't stop thanking them.

Lydia smiled: "I wish you happiness!"

Seeing the smile on Lydia's face, Elizabeth was finally relieved.

Charlotte would be happy, Lydia understood.This friend of hers is such a wise and sensible person.Whether it was Collins, or any man, she always found a way to calm herself.

Sitting in the auditorium, Lydia silently gave the greatest blessing in her heart.

Even though Mr. Collins was at the wedding scene and praised his benefactor Mrs. Catherine, Charlotte's face did not change at all.

"Mr. Collins, I heard that two of your cousins ​​are here today?"

Lydia heard her name with sharp ears, she pulled Elizabeth beside her in surprise, and said in a low voice, "Get ready, we may need to talk to someone scarier than Mr. Collins for a while."

Elizabeth followed Lydia's gaze, nodded cautiously, and stuck out her tongue at Lydia.

"Oh, I guess that's a pretty scary thing!"

Elizabeth's ridicule made the two look at each other and laughed for a while.

Just as they were talking and laughing, there was a loud voice from over there.

"Miss Elizabeth, Miss Lydia! Come here!"

Mr. Collins stretched his short neck, and tried his best to lift it up, so that his short stature stood out from the crowd.

"It looks like we need to go as soon as possible." Elizabeth smiled, "I don't want to be called by my name like this again."

Lydia didn't speak, and walked behind Elizabeth.

Madam Catherine's dress was very suitable for her status.The extremely exquisite dress and the huge gemstones hanging around her neck all speak of her wealth.

Even her slightly raised jaw showed her unique pride and nobility all the time.

Just like her nephew.Lydia groaned to herself.

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Darcy finally found a template for his always stern face and displeasure.

Thinking of this, Lydia even felt a little funny in her heart.But when he saw Mrs. Catherine facing her face, she secretly withdrew her thoughts.

After all, she always owed Mr. Darcy a favor in Mr. Bernal's affairs.

It's always bad to complain in your heart like this.Lydia secretly taught herself this way, but when she saw Mrs. Catherine speak, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Miss Bennet?" Mrs. Catherine looked between them for a long time as if she had heard some terrible words.

"Lady Catherine." Lydia and Elizabeth squatted down to salute.

Madam Catherine lowered her eyes to look at the two of them, then nodded slightly, as a response, but there was still a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"I don't think you've ever been in the city!"

The author has something to say: double update~~~

This chapter is super fat, for the convenience of everyone to read, directly combine the two updates into one~

small theater

Darcy: Why haven't I played yet?

Pudding: ...Wait a minute, it will be ready soon!

Turned his head away, hastily changed the script