Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

Emma will go to the countryside for vacation in summer. Although the conditions in those villages are not as good as those in the cities, at least the roads can accommodate horse-drawn carriages, and there are relatively spacious and comfortable residences.This village was completely different from any she had been to before.Emma was still debating whether to turn to the squire or the ordinary peasant for help. When she got closer, she realized that she was thinking too much. Looking around, the so-called village was just a dozen dilapidated wooden houses. It seemed that no squire lived there. Houses made of stone and bricks have been popularized. As long as economic conditions permit, no one will choose to live in such a dilapidated wooden building.

Emma didn't knock on the door hastily, walked around the houses twice, stood on tiptoe and looked into the yard.A good person to ask for help should not be a farmer with closed doors and windows and a few dogs who are overly cautious, nor a farmer with unfriendly warnings and a bit dangerous.

Mr. Darcy was also watching, and he tended to pick a relatively well-off family.Horses can eat hay, but if they want to run fast enough and have enough stamina when enemies are chasing them, they still need to eat things like beans and wheat.Poor families may not have enough food.

The two considered different directions, so their choices were naturally different.Emma and Mr. Darcy looked at each other, and said in unison: "Your reason?"

Mr. Darcy seldom explained his reasons to others, but Emma had also proved the value of her opinion, so Mr. Darcy explained his thinking.

Emma blinked, and it was strange to say that although Mr. Darcy disapproved of her behavior very much, Mr. Darcy was also the one who respected her opinion the most.

The two combined their opinions and finally selected a family.

Emma pretends to be dumb, and the task of knocking on the door for help is left to Mr. Darcy.But Emma didn't wait obediently in the distance. To be honest, she was worried that the person who came out to open the door would treat Mr. Darcy as a bad guy_(:зゝ∠)_

Emma was right to be worried. Jack drank some low-quality wine last night, fell asleep in a drowsy state, and slept soundly. Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Jack rolled over impatiently and tried to go back to sleep, but his wife was woken up and pushed him to check.Jack had no choice but to get up with a sullen face, rubbed his aching head and opened the door, and then immediately showed vigilance. "Who are you?"

Mr. Darcy has no experience in asking for help, but he is not completely out of touch with others. He can eat black bread with his servants naturally, and of course he knows what attitude to choose when asking for help.Mr. Darcy tried his best to be as gentle as possible: "Excuse me, we are from Gili County, this is my nephew, we are both servants in Lord Abelia's house, my younger brother is seriously ill, we want to go back to see him as soon as possible, come here The horse can't walk because of hunger, and wants to buy some water."

Jack squinted his eyes at Mr. Darcy. "The servants who came out of the noble family, speak the same words as the master you serve, come in." He was a little skeptical at first, but he was dispelled after hearing what Mr. Darcy said.The grammatical and intonation of the nobleman's speech is different from that of the commoner. The awkward and beautiful intonation can't be practiced in a short time. The robber has no chance to learn this way of speaking. Only the servants of the noble family who often serve the master can be impressed Well, the one who can serve the nobleman is a first-class male servant, which explains why this guy's demeanor looks different from that of ordinary peasants.

Mr. Darcy thanked him very politely, and led the horses in with Emma one after the other.Jack stroked the neck of the black horse led by Mr. Darcy, and whistled: "What a fine horse, did you borrow it from the owner?"

Mr. Darcy groped for the penis from his side. "We asked the master to lend us horses and guns so that we could travel."

Jack shrugged and looked away from the horse. "You have a good master." His eyes shifted to Emma again. "This is your nephew? He doesn't look like you at all, as thin as a little girl."

What is the normal reaction for a teenager to be judged in this way?Emma held her breath, gradually blushed, and glared at Jack angrily.

Jack didn't mean anything malicious. It's just a habit to tease this kind of weak-looking boy. It's a popular idea in the upper class for men to regard delicacy as beauty. A slender wicker-like boy like Emma has nothing to do with beauty here. , is easy to be bullied.He scratched his hair. "Okay, I take back what I just said, boy, although you look a bit like a bitch, you are a man with a temper. You will definitely grow up to be as strong as your uncle in the future."

-_-||| Such blessings are unnecessary.There were some words in Jack's words that Emma couldn't understand, but she could see that he was subdued, and made some random gestures and winked at Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy understood Emma perfectly. "My nephew can't talk, he said forgive you."

This little man who looks like he would collapse in the wind is still dumb. What an unfortunate person. It is estimated that no girl will be willing to marry him in the future.Jack gave Emma a sympathetic look, and changed the subject: "Our harvest is always bad here, even in places where mines are buried. You are lucky, my family just harvested this year's grain two months ago. There's a lot. What do your horses eat? Soy or oats?"

Mr. Darcy didn't feed the horses himself, but he had a vague impression: "Beans or any kind of wheat will do. The three pounds is the payment."

Jack took the money, touched it lovingly, and put it in his pocket.He knew that the servants in the noble family had high wages and generous spending, which was the most important reason why he agreed to provide water.But he did not expect Mr. Darcy to be so generous.If Mr. Darcy and Emma could stay and eat together, there would be a reward.Jack smiled and said: "You go to the house to take a nap first, and I will feed the horse."

Mr. Darcy refused. There may be pursuers behind, and it is too dangerous to rest here. "We are in a hurry, and we will leave after the horses are fed."

Jack didn't know if his excuses would fool the two, but for the sake of the pound he was willing to try. "Feeding the horses requires picking up the beans and rubbing the wheat grains, which can't be done in a while. It's almost dawn, so you sleep for a while and have breakfast before leaving."

Emma had no experience at all, and didn't know whether Jack's words were true or not, so she secretly looked at Mr. Darcy.

In the past, he was very happy when Emma gave Mr. Darcy such a begging look, but this time Mr. Darcy was a little embarrassed.He is not ignorant of farmers' lives, he needs to manage the farmers on the land under his jurisdiction, but he really doesn't need to know these details.It would be too risky to let Jack go out alone for the two of them to rest. Jack might go back to inform or find someone to inform, or delay the time to keep them. Mr. Darcy volunteered. "I will prepare with you."

Jack breathed a sigh of relief.These two people really didn't know what kind of feed the horse should eat.In fact, beans and oats don't need to be cleaned up so carefully. "Dude, you don't look like the type to do such a thing. Don't worry, it won't take me long to do it myself."

"I did it when I was a kid," added Mr. Darcy, fearing that the reasons would not be sufficient. "It was very good at that time." Mr. Darcy was bragging for the first time, and his ears were red, but fortunately it was dark and he couldn't see clearly.

Emma dared to use her integrity to guarantee that Mr. Darcy must not have done these things when he was a child.She secretly pulled the corner of Mr. Darcy's clothes, and pointed to herself.Before crossing, she went back to her hometown in the countryside, and occasionally she would help grandma do a little farm work when she went back to visit, and she must be more skilled than Mr. Darcy in doing it.Besides, Emma is not proficient with guns, and Mr. Darcy is the main force value. He will take a rest to recover his energy and the safety factor of both of them will increase.

As might be expected, Mr. Darcy ignored Emma's advice.He didn't know that Emma could do farm work, and he had considered Emma's other reason, but it was too shameful to let a lady do farm work anyway, and he would not close his eyes and rest until he was sure it was safe.

Emma is now playing the role of a mute, and she doesn't even have a chance to explain the reason, so she has to watch Jack agree to Mr. Darcy's request with great depression.

Mr. Darcy persisted, and Jack had no choice but to agree. Maybe the people in the family were really sick and they couldn't waste a minute on their way. "Then you will follow me to the cellar first, and then we will gather beans and rub oats in the yard. Will your nephew come to work together?"

Mr. Darcy hoped that Emma could rest for a while, but he was worried about letting Emma leave his sight alone. "He has not recovered from his illness, let him lean against the door to rest for a while."

Jack was a little surprised, this man looked a little arrogant, he didn't expect to spoil his nephew so much.In today's UK, because of the high infant mortality rate, parents are generally not very close to their children in order to avoid being sad, let alone uncles and nephews.It was the first time Jack saw his nephew, who was already fourteen or fifteen years old, and the uncle who let his nephew rest from his work.

Mr. Darcy knew nothing about Jack's mental activities, and Emma couldn't speak at this time. In order to prevent Emma from catching a cold, he asked Jack if there was any blanket.

"I remember, um, there should be. I'll look for it." These chores are handled by Jack's wife. Jack didn't know much about it, so he had to go back to his room to ask.

Jack's wife had been watching secretly through the door. She noticed Mr. Darcy's gun, and before Jack could speak, she asked, "What do they do! Why do they have guns?" Although the whole village is very poor, there may be some The robbers wanted to grab food.

Jack had no choice but to briefly explain the origins of the two with his wife. Seeing that Pound's wife didn't say anything, she directly pulled a blanket from the bed. "Take it out, is one blanket enough for two people?"

"The uncle doesn't sleep, let the nephew sleep, he works with me."

It was also the first time for the wife to see such an uncle, she looked over there curiously, and her expression froze suddenly.She saw Mr. Darcy holding Emma's wrist, and putting his lips on Emma's palm.

Jack was sweating profusely, and when he looked up, he found his wife was still in a daze. "What are you looking at!"

The wife looked back at Jack, thinking that her husband was so handsome, it was always right to be more careful. "You, you know, um, have you heard that some men like men?"

Jack was shocked.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to find a time to finish the outline before continuing to write, so as not to write too freely, and I have never found time.At the same time preparing for thesis and interview.It will be updated in the evening of the day after tomorrow. It will be around nine o’clock in the evening when I get home that day. It is estimated that the update time will be one or two o’clock.