hello mr darcy

This is really a draw from the bottom of the pot.

Few people doubt that a few strokes of a needle on silk or silk scarf can break up the structure of the cloth.

Wait for the complaints from old customers to catch up with you, after an investigation.When it's time to finally find out the reason, I'm afraid the reputation will be ruined, right?

Darcy looked at the devilish little girl sitting there, playing with the broken silk scarf with a smile on her face.

Even he had to admit that what Lydia said was not wrong.

"He used a gun on me and made me stay in the cave like a primitive man with snakes for a few days." The girl rolled her eyes, "Could it be that I have to tell him very politely that it's okay?"

Darcy saw that the silk scarf would only be pulled a little under the action of force.It won't crack, it's just that the pattern will look ridiculous.

Although it will still make the group of people at the banquet look bad, but it will not reveal anything.

"I'm naturally concerned about the reputation of the girl's family." Lydia explained.

Of course, Darcy had every reason to believe that the little devil hadn't thought of anything that could simply tear the cloth without attracting attention.

but……

He looked at Lydia who was sitting aside, and curled his lips.Even if she thought of it, she probably wouldn't use it.

Like she said, one size fits all.

She didn't even punish Benjamin in any way, and she obviously hated innocent involvement in such things.

With distressed eyes, Darcy walked slowly to his little girl and stroked her hair gently.He lowered his head and said in Lydia's ear, "I will accompany you home."

Lydia stopped the hand playing with the silk scarf, and after a while, she blinked.

"it is good."

……

This could really make Mrs. Bennet happy for days!

My beloved little daughter finally came home.

"Mrs. Hill, I think we must make a big piece of beef brisket for lunch." After she finished speaking, she remembered something and hurried back, "plus a piece of fried fish, which is Lydia's favorite food. of."

Mrs. Hill was taken aback by Mrs. Bennet's sudden grasp.

She suddenly grasped the silk scarves she was tidying up in her hand, and waited until Mrs. Bennet finally finished her request.Only then quietly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Yes, ma'am."

Mrs. Bennet had already gone to Mr. Bennet's study at this time, and without any explanation, she took out the newspaper from his hand.

"My God, ma'am." Mr. Bennet cried out, looked at his fingers that seemed to be scratched by paper, and looked at his excited wife with some accusations.

Mrs. Bennet glanced at his hand and covered her mouth belatedly.Blinking a pair of big eyes, very innocent.

It has to be said that the five sisters of the Bennet family all have beautiful looks.At this point, most of the credit comes from their mothers.

Even at this age, she can still be described in one sentence.

Seeing his wife like this, Mr. Bennet couldn't blame him anymore.She could only sigh, and let her wipe her hands for herself: "What is it this time, my wife? You know, you haven't been in such a hurry for a long time."

Mrs. Bennet smiled flatteringly: "It's Lydia, she will be back at noon today."

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the stairs: "Let's go, I'll find a beautiful dress for you. My daughter is going home, and she's bringing Mr. Darcy with her!"

"No, I won't go!" Mr. Bennet waved his hand. "Finally, I don't need to dress up for that annoying ball. Why can't I be more comfortable at home?"

Mrs. Bennet's eyes widened and she let out a bluff.

"How can this be, Mr. Bennet!"

The loud sound scared Mary who was practicing piano in the living room.She quickly closed the piano cover, walked over secretly, and put her ear against the door of the study.

"Mr. Bennet, this Mr. Darcy is likely to be one of our lovely sons-in-law. He needs to talk to you." Mrs. Bennet lowered her voice, as if she was sharing something extremely exciting It was good news, although the voice was low, the tone could not hide the excitement.

"This guy earns at least £[-] a year!"

Mr. Bennet shook his head helplessly, and decided not to tell his wife about Lydia's current income.Otherwise, what would she do if she couldn't react and fainted?

After all, she's always had a fragile nerve, hasn't she?

"Very well," sighed Mr. Bennet, "I'll go and change, if that will calm you down."

Obviously, Mrs.'s muttering in a low voice could not suppress Mrs. Bennet's excitement.On the way to follow him upstairs, she was able to talk to herself enough.

Mr. Bennet really felt that it was fortunate that only three daughters were left unmarried.

No, it is estimated that there will be two soon.

With such torture, Mrs. Bennet will not have a few more chances to be excited.What's more, whether that Katie in the academy will be able to marry after she comes back is completely unpredictable!

"Try the next one, Mr. Bennet." The lady's voice woke him up from his fugue.

He turned his head and wanted to ask his wife for forgiveness: "This Mr. Darcy loves our daughter. Whether I dress up or not will not affect him."

However, before he could say those words, he sighed secretly.

Mrs. Bennet would not let him go so easily.

He could imagine just looking at the excitement in his wife's eyes.

Never before had Mr. Bennet resented the growing abundance of clothes in his wardrobe.

Although, when he just received Lydia's package, he felt warm for a while...

Mr. Bennet hated to himself: Damn Darcy, I will not let go easily this afternoon!

On the other hand, Mr. Darcy in the carriage is completely unaware of the ordeal he is about to endure.He was listening to Lydia's narration seriously.

"My father should appreciate you very much." Lydia nodded seriously, "Actually, since you accompanied me through the valley, he should have recognized you from the bottom of his heart. .”

She patted Darcy on the shoulder: "Relax, you are too stiff."

No matter how much confidence you have in yourself, in front of your sweetheart, you can't help but be full of flaws.It seems to have fallen into the dust, and I always feel that this place is not good enough, and there is not good enough there.

This is the sweet torture that everyone who falls in love will experience.

Darcy nodded: "No matter what your father is, I will insist on turning you into a Darcy."

Lydia smiled, gently pressed close to Darcy's ear, and breathed out like blue.

"Fitzwilliam, I trust you."

In an instant, Darcy was almost cooked from head to toe.He turned his head, looked at this naughty girl, and stroked her hair helplessly.

"I'm done with it," he said to himself.

Who said no?

"Speaking of which, you haven't said how you knew the person behind it?" Lydia suddenly remembered this matter and patted Darcy on the shoulder.

Darcy looked at his girl helplessly, the atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace.

"Wickham," he said, "he doesn't know much, but who made him say it all?"

Lydia asked curiously, "What did he say?"

Darcy thought about it: "The creditor, the person who hired him. The person who has been looking for him to pay the debt these days. Oh, of course. Most of the time they are scolding me and begging me."

"Begging you while scolding you?" Lydia felt a little funny, "This is really weird."

Darcy rubbed the girl's gloating head before saying, "No, of course I'll ask first. If it doesn't work, all I have to do is scold."

"Okay." Lydia shrugged, "So, what did you do with him in the end?"

There was a bit of coldness in Darcy's eyes.

He looked out of the window, but he didn't let his eyes fall on the girl he loved.The anger surging from the bottom of my heart was spilled on the innocent scenery on both sides.

After calming down, he turned his head: "In short, he has completely left my life. He will never disturb us again."

Lydia pursed her lips knowingly, expressing that she would not ask any more questions.

Since this gentleman wants to keep his clean side to himself, Lydia will naturally not be stubborn and ungrateful.

"Okay, we're home." Lydia looked at the familiar Bennet's house and said with a smile, "Let's go, my William."

Darcy looked not far away, who was standing outside the house to welcome Lydia.After taking a few deep breaths, he took a step and got out of the carriage first.Turning around, he gently helped the girl down.

From a distance, Mrs. Bennet, who saw this scene, had already made a sentimental voice: "Oh, my happy Lydia!"

But Mr. Bennet rolled his eyes angrily and let out a "hum".

Mary looked from her father to her mother.It's safer to decide for yourself or to keep quiet.

"Welcome home, Lydia!" Mr. Bennet finished greeting, and his wife, who was standing aside, rushed forward to hug her.

Mr. Bennet, who also wanted to hug his daughter, took a step back, and it was not good to do such an inappropriate thing in public, so he had to stand still and wait.

Looking at the man on the other side, his mood became even worse.

"Mr. Bennet, hello," said Darcy.

Mr. Bennet glanced at him and nodded slowly.

But in my heart: Do you want to marry my daughter?snort!