Matriarch of the Hockleys

Givenia near New York is a very small town, with only a few dozen families in the town, but there are many people in the nearby villages.

Eden and the others' destination was the Delfino Manor not far from the village.

"Oh, you don't even know!" A lady in a long gray dress looked at Mrs. Gregg opposite in surprise.

"Is that true?" asked Mrs. Gregg, ignoring her astonishment.

"Of course it's true. My husband's brother lives near the Delfino Manor, and he heard it from the servants in the manor." Hearing that she didn't believe her words, the woman hurriedly produced evidence to increase the credibility of the news .

"That's really exciting. We haven't had a stranger come here for a long time." Mrs. Greg was very curious about the guests who were coming to Givernia.

"Where did they come from?"

"I heard that it is New York. The owner of the manor is the rumored Mr. Bruce and his friends who are going to live together for a while!" When I heard that the Delfino manor was bought by a young gentleman, the whole Ji There are unmarried ladies and wives in Vinia's family talking around, wanting to know the background of the gentleman.

But he left before they had seen the generous gentleman, which made many wives sigh.You know, rich bachelors are rare.

The news that Mr. Bruce came with his friends this time will definitely make all the ladies take action. She really is the most informed woman in Givenia!

"This is really good news," said Mrs. Greg, who always liked to talk, and for the first time, she didn't show much interest.Mrs. George looked curiously at Mrs. Greg, who did not show the slightest bit of joy, and she understood something in her heart.

Mr. Greg Jr. was twenty-five years old and hadn't even found a betrothal.It's not because of the family background, you must know that Greg's family is one of the best even in the town.

The Greggs were always very strict in choosing their daughters-in-law, and the maidens who were better off than theirs were either engaged or not yet old enough to go to the ball.

Little Mr. Greg's marriage has not yet settled down, and several wealthy bachelors are coming to the town. No wonder Mrs. Greg's expression is so cold.Mrs. George smiled indifferently, what does this have to do with her, her oldest child is only seven years old.

After more than two hours, they finally arrived at Delfino Manor.

"Go wash up first! I'll come down for lunch later." Eden handed the jacket he took off to Charlotte. This time he was going to stay here for a long time, and because he was worried about his business, he let Eden stay. New York.

"Then let's go up first," Andrea and the others quickly walked to their room under the leadership of the maid.

After they went upstairs, Eden gave Carl a look of charity, "Your guest room is at the far end."

Carl raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Soon, they were sitting around the table talking and waiting for lunch.

"Bruce, are you going to visit the neighbors in the afternoon?" "After all, we're going to stay here for a while." Carl pretended not to see Eden's dissatisfied expression, and said calmly.

"Should we not go?" Andrea was a little tired, and she didn't want to go out today.

"If you want to go out, you can, but let's do it another day! Go take a rest later." Carl's concern made Andrea blush a little, and he said it in public...

When Andrea woke up, they hadn't come back yet.Seeing Doris sitting in the living room reading a book, she hurried over, "Doris, let's go outside for a stroll!"

"Okay," she closed the book and stood up.

When they were walking along the country road with their maid, a lady suddenly came across.

"Oh, you are?" Mrs. Gregg looked at them with bright eyes, and began to think in her heart.Long skirts of this style are not even sold in the town, and their family must be very rich.But why haven't I seen them?Didn't you come to a relative's house to play?But I haven't heard of anyone who has rich relatives?

In an instant, various speculations flashed through her mind. "We came from New York for vacation, and now we live in Delfino Manor." Andrea introduced to this strange lady.

"Oh! I see. You came with Mr. Bruce!" Mrs. Gregg laughed, and the yellow teeth in her mouth made them both choke.

"Yes, who are you?" Doris quickly recovered, and she tried her best to ignore the talking and dancing lady in front of her.

"Oh, I'm Mrs. Greg, and I live in the Greg Manor. Although it may not be as good as the Delfino Manor, it is one of the best manors in Givernia." Mrs. Greg has always cited her living in the manor. She felt proud, but when she thought that Delfino Manor was several times larger than her own manor, she restrained herself a little.But the arrogance in her tone can be heard as long as there is no problem with her ears.

"We still have something to do, so let's go first." Andrea smiled with a stiff face.

"Then I'll visit you when I have time." Mrs. Gregg didn't seem to notice their embarrassment, and looked at Doris lovingly, her expression was very kind.

Doris looked at her slightly weird eyes, and her hairs stood on end in fright.

"Why is she looking at me like that?" Doris asked Andrea after they had walked for a while.

"I don't know, maybe she thought of something happy!" Andrea was also confused, but soon they stopped worrying about this issue.

Many sights they had never seen along the way firmly attracted their attention, and that Mrs. Greg was like water dripping into the sea, except for the initial surprise, it never left a wave in their hearts.

At this time, Mrs. Gregg quickened her pace, and it seemed that Greg Jr. would soon be engaged.

That's right, one look at Mrs. Gregg identified Doris.

The family is superior, and she is worthy of little Gregg; although she is not as delicate and charming as the lady next to her, she is still a beauty, and she can easily seduce her son; she has a plump figure, and she will be able to hug little Gregg soon child.Mrs. Greg was already thinking about the name of her future grandson.

"What are you thinking?" Mr. Greg looked at his wife with a dull smile, a little confused.

"Two ladies have come to Delfino Manor,"

"Are they married?" As expected of a couple, Mr. Greg also thought of that.Before he even met them, he had already decided to include them in the scope of his son's marriage.

In his opinion, the lady who can come with that Mr. Bruce must be from a wealthy family.If they could gain that kind of relationship, Greg's family would definitely become the richest family in Givenia.

"No, they are all dressed as unmarried ladies." Thinking of this, Mrs. Greg became excited.When the time comes, let those who always say that she is picky see that it is not that she is picky, but that only such a young lady is worthy of her son.

With this in mind, the couple couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

"Hurry up and cook. Remember to take the chicken out of yesterday's soup and make it a cold dish." Yes, you heard that right, yesterday's chicken, in the soup, take it out and make it a cold dish.

The Greggs were also wealthy in town, but he was always mentioned for his miserliness.

It is said that he once had people peel off the meat from chicken feet to entertain guests.If it weren't for someone drinking a clean chicken foot in the soup, I'm afraid Greg's family wouldn't have received special attention in the town.

"Father, Mom," said Mr. Greg Jr., and then he picked up the fork to fork the chicken. "Wait a minute!" Mr. Greg Jr.'s majestic voice made Mr. Greg Jr. withdraw his hand.

"How many times have I told you to drink water before eating, and you can still eat the rest of the meal every morning." Mr. Greg was very dissatisfied with his son's "wasteful" behavior.

In his opinion, as long as the stomach does not feel uncomfortable due to hunger, it will be fine.If it weren't for the three meals that couldn't be deleted, he would definitely ask to eat only one meal a day.

"Understood, father." Greg Jr. drank a large glass of water before he began to eat.

When there was less than half of the pasta left, they put down the tableware neatly as if they had practiced countless times, "Jane, where are you being lazy! Come and pack up!"

Mr. Greg rang the brass bell, which he always carried with him. It could attract the attention of others at any time, and it was not easy to break.He traded a few rotten horseshoes with the one-eyed old lady in the town.

"Here it is, sir." Jane hurried forward to pack it up, "Clean it up,"

"Why did you accept Mr. Hockley's pursuit?" Doris asked curiously.

"I don't know. At the beginning, I agreed in such a muddle. When I woke up, I couldn't let go." Andrea, who was sitting on the tree stump, looked at the grass and pulled several grasses at once.

"That's it?" Doris couldn't believe it? "Isn't there something romantic? Flowers? Dinner?"

"Uh, we had dinner once." Andrea also realized that she really didn't seem to have any romantic memories with Carl.

"God! Andrea," Doris looked at her friend sympathetically, "I can't believe you fell in love with him."

"Although, there is nothing too romantic. But I will be very happy with him, and he is very considerate to me. Besides, not all love is what you think, and the long flow of water fits our current relationship." Andrea couldn't help laughing when she thought of Carl's safe and reliable embrace.

"It seems that our little Andrea has grown up and can say such a long story." She looked at Andrea deliberately and jokingly.

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The addresses are all fabricated by the author, don't hit me (⊙x⊙;)

Regarding chicken feet, foreigners generally don’t eat them, but I still like marinated ones (=^▽^=)