[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

Christmas in Downton Abbey is prepared in an orderly manner like every year. During the day, the hosts and guests are all dressed in formal attire. Those men exude aristocratic temperament from their bones. They talk and drink on the lawn.

Ladies wore elegant jewellery, and rarely wore skirts that revealed their slender arms.They danced to the music and sang Christmas carols together.Take a walk around the manor with your family, admire the neat lawn, and enjoy the services provided by the servants at any time.

The servants are also very solemnly dressed.They stood on both sides with their heads held high and their chests held high, watching the people coming and going without turning their eyes.

Downton's guests this year are still Patrick and his father, the old lady and aunt Rosemond.Cynthia is almost an adult, which means that Cora has not been pregnant for more than ten years, and Robert seems to have tacitly agreed that he will not have a son.

He completely regarded Patrick as an heir, so Patrick came to Downton very frequently.Everyone around the manor also knew that he would be the future owner of Downton, and Patrick was almost watched by the old man here growing up.

The Christmas tree was chosen long ago, and it was cut down from the forest and sent to the manor, but the decoration of the Christmas tree must wait until Christmas Eve on the 24th.

Cynthia wouldn't be able to hang a star without the help of the big Christmas tree that made people in the manor throw their heads up and their necks ached.

The servant brought a wooden ladder, and Sipper raised her head and told Cynthia to be careful when going up.Cynthia stepped up with her skirt lifted slightly, she was a little afraid of heights, so stepping on the stairs was like stepping on cotton.

The reason why she insisted on hanging the biggest star was that it contained her secret desire to insert it.

Cynthia hung the star to the highest place she could reach, then turned her head and asked, "Is it right? Mary."

Mary standing in the distance gestured, "No need to adjust, it's very good."

Anna, Gwen and the others were waiting by the side to hand out various trinkets to the ladies and wives.Watching a tree that had nothing before it was slowly decorated, the sense of accomplishment made them laugh together.

Cynthia only hung up a few times before pushing down to join the ranks of helping to deliver things. Her legs were weak after standing on the ladder for a long time.Watching Robert and Cora walking around, Cynthia remembered that this was her 16th Christmas in Downton.

This kind of joyful atmosphere made her miss her family in the 21st century a little bit, and wondered if they were doing well.It's just that this kind of melancholy was quickly overwhelmed by one thing after another. There was no way she would not be very leisurely even if it was Christmas Eve.

After decorating the Christmas tree, it was time to distribute gifts. Cora gave the servants one by one the Christmas gifts that had been prepared in front of the Christmas tree.Everyone who comes to her will get one or two words of praise or encouragement from her.

On Christmas Day, lunch is left to the hosts to prepare themselves.Although it is said to be done by yourself, it is just that the cook prepares the food and the servants bring it to the table.It's just that they don't have servants and butlers to serve them while they eat, and they simply eat lunch by themselves.

Because this day was the servants' Christmas banquet at noon, Cynthia had seen them go to the village to buy a lot of Christmas crackers a few days ago.Presumably they will blow those Christmas crackers on the dining table, which is a traditional British holiday toy, just like the small firecrackers in the Spring Festival, but the British like to blow crackers on the dining table.

A cracker is a long straight tube made of paper with a small firecracker stuffed inside.As long as two people pull both sides of the cracker at the same time, the cracker will explode, and some small gifts will drop inside, such as paper hats and the like.

A serious man like Carson would not wear a paper hat, and the other young servants wore paper hats of various colors according to the occasion.It was rare for the cook and the helper to rest during the meal. Daisy looked at the rich meals on the table, and thought that half of them were cooked by herself, and she felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Downstairs dined in a joyful environment, and the people upstairs were very used to doing it themselves on this day.Because the table is full of family members and no outsiders, they are also very relaxed.

The servants were not so leisurely after lunch, and those in the kitchen, especially Mrs. Patmore, did not pause.They are about to start preparing an extra rich and delicious Christmas dinner.

As night falls, Downton's Christmas party officially begins.At this time, all the servants are allowed to go upstairs and share the room with the masters.Sing Christmas carols in front of the big Christmas tree.

Robert stood in the middle as a matter of course, and Cora and the old lady stood on both sides of him.Others were more casual. For example, Patrick completely forgot about his father now, and stepped back to squeeze next to Mary.

When Robert starts "God Restyemerry Gentleman", it means that the Christmas celebration has officially kicked off.They held hands and sang the song together, and the servants who stood opposite each other joined in.

They all had smiles on their faces, and Robert was also very happy. Nothing bad happened in Downton this year.Robert also sincerely hopes that the servants can live happily in Downton.Providing a good environment for employees is what a gentleman should do, and he hopes Patrick will do the same in the future.

The Christmas dinner is no different from other dinners except for some special dishes. The last dish served is a special Christmas pudding.

Butler Carson served the table himself, bent down and handed it to the most distinguished old lady on the table.She held the spoon and stirred the pudding to show her blessing to everyone.

After dinner, there was Downton's regular program of guessing games, and they sat around the fireplace.Everyone steps up and performs a move, and it's up to the others to guess what she just did.

Guessing games are games invented by nobles to pass the time, and most of the guessed words are related to literature and drama.It also considers a person's literary quality. Cynthia can't help laughing every time she sees Mary dancing and performing on it.

Mary standing on top couldn't speak, and Patrick quickly covered his shorts: "Cynthia, did you guess that you smiled so happily?"

Cynthia just wanted to watch Mary perform for a while, and she already guessed the answer, "Of course, Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice."

Mary was relieved to finally be able to change someone else.However, when he walked in front of Cynthia, he still gave her a look, and she was indeed a worried little sister.

After playing the game for a while, they also started to open the Christmas presents they received.In addition to receiving gifts from her family, Cynthia actually received a gift from Mr. Watson, which was delivered to Downton Abbey the day before.

The gift was a traditional nutcracker, but in a particularly cute shape, made to look like a soldier in a red uniform.

As she expected, she did not receive a Christmas gift from Holmes, but Cynthia sent him a copy, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

But what Cynthia didn't know was that Sherlock didn't actually receive her gift either.Because Sherlock had already left for his parents' house before the gift arrived, Watson took over the gift.

He also wondered for a while that someone gave Sherlock a Christmas present, which he had never done since he lived in 221b Baker Street.

Speaking of this, I have to mention Sherlock who is having a happy gathering with his family. Compared with the formality of Downton Abbey, the Christmas banquet at the Holmes family is much warmer.For example, Mrs. Holmes is a very life-like person, so she should wear a red hat for Christmas.

The other three men in the family couldn't resist, so they could only sit in the dining room for over an hour wearing that silly hat.Sherlock is getting a little loveless now, so he doesn't like going home for the holidays.

All he wanted to do now was to pull the fur ball off the hat and take a couple of bites.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Holmes once again brought up the marriage issue in a cliché, and Sherlock's age is approaching 30.Mycroft was also seven years older than Sherlock, neither of these two had a single marriage partner, let alone a girlfriend.

The flies that often appeared around them were probably males. If there was no sign of them, Mrs. Holmes would wonder whether the two of them liked men.

"Xiali, last time your brother wrote to mention that Miss Crawley. She is a little younger, but it is not too much. Nowadays, it is very common for young ladies to marry people in their thirties. How are you getting along recently? "

Mycroft almost choked on the soup in the spoon, his mother is still straightforward for ten years.He just sent her a letter, and she might have even thought about the wedding.

Sherlock replied without raising his head: "She is just a client, and I will not let my emotions affect my rational thinking. Mother, you should give up on me like you gave up on Mycroft."

Mycroft, who was suddenly caught by the cue, didn't want to attract any attention from his mother, and quickly said: "The government has too many things to do, and I really don't have time to waste. You should rush Xiali, I think that Miss Crawley is very upset .Maybe you can take it home after a few years.”

Mrs. Holmes didn't like to hear these words. She put down her knife and fork with a snap: "How can marriage be said to be a waste? And how can you say that the lady can't think about it? Isn't Xiali very good. He..."

She wanted to make a point to prove that Sherlock was a suitable candidate for marriage.But after thinking about it for a long time, my son has a bad personality, seems to have no property, and is not very gentlemanly.

The pause in the middle was too long, and it took a while for Mrs. Holmes to think of something: "At least future generations don't have to worry about being smart, right?"

McCoff: ...

Sherlock looked at Mrs. Holmes with unbelievable eyes. She thought of this for a long time. Didn't she do it on purpose?

"I don't need descendants to prove my worth, at least I can identify more than 140 types of soot."

McCoff: ...soot won't help you find a wife, so what's the point?

The author has something to say: Sherlock: I can tell the difference between various soot, I can keep bees and I have published a book, I can solve crimes and fight.

Watson: But you don't have a wife, and I do.