By the time Gerald saw Margot and Suellen, it was already dinner time.Scarlett was jealous that the Clarks had always had a big table.

"My God, rolls, biscuits, and tarts and small cakes, how comfortable you are!"

Scarlett smiled, she shook her earrings slightly, and under the light of the candle, her eyes sparkled more and more.It looked like she was really praising the host's hospitality.But as a sister who had been fighting with him for many years, Suellen discovered her sinister intentions all at once.

Just like Scarlett always used malicious eyes to speculate on the women around her except Ellen, Suellen never shy away from speculating on this eldest sister with the greatest malice.

If it was at Tara Manor, without Margot's training, Suellen would have retorted immediately.However, this is the Clark family, and Suellen is well aware of the abilities of the second sister, Marge.

Under Suellen's gaze, Margot smiled and said, "Yes, Scarlett, Suellen and I only stay at home for a day or two every month at most. During this period, the two black mothers always I hope we can make up for it. By the way, Dad, this is a pig specially bred in our Clark Manor. It doesn’t have the fishy smell of ordinary pork. The way of cooking is learned from books in the Far East. Suellen and I have always liked it. You should try this too."

As he spoke, he and Gerald spooned a portion of braised pork.

"Ah, oh."

Gerald apparently also saw the tit-for-tat of the three daughters.However, he didn't intend to speak.

As a shrewd Irishman, no matter how much he prefers Scarlett, he never puts on airs as a father in front of his second daughter, Marge.As with the two worthy gentlemen of the Wilkeses, he never knew them, but that never prevented him from respecting them.

When Mr. Gerald O'Hara faced his second daughter, Margot, although he lacked a bit of a father's posture, it did not hinder his trust and respect for this daughter.

Seeing his father bowing his head and busy eating, Scarlett couldn't help snorting, and said, "I don't know what's going on in the hospital, but I actually want you two to stay in the hospital every day."

Margot said: "Atlanta is a transportation hub, and there are several battlefields nearby. The railway transports a steady stream of supplies to the front lines, and also transports a steady stream of wounded to Atlanta. There are too few doctors, and now people with some medical skills go to them." on the operating table."

When Ellen heard this, she immediately became anxious: "Is that so? Then I too..."

Marge immediately put down the knife and fork, and said, "Mom, I remember that your dizziness still occurs from time to time, right? This is not acceptable. On the operating table, dizziness and hand shaking may cause massive bleeding. So , I do not recommend that you go to the operating table."

Gerald said: "Even you women are on the operating table? Is there no one else in Atlanta?"

Margot replied: "Yes, father. Atlanta is short of doctors and medicines. What's more embarrassing is that there are few necessary medical equipment. Just like the acupuncture needles I used, although I used to I prepared as many needles as a lunch box full, but they are almost worn out today. Moreover, this kind of needles can only be made by people in the land of the sage king in the Far East. In the South, no, in the entire United States, there are no needles. Couldn't find anyone to help me rebuild a set. It's enough headaches without anesthesia and drugs, and without acupuncture, the death rate of soldiers has been rising these days. Although I have already asked Bart Captain Le, however, it is still unknown whether acupuncture needles can be found in Europe."

Ellen said: "You are back now, is there enough staff in the hospital?"

Margot said: "Don't worry, Mom, Melanie is a very capable girl. I only taught her a few times, and she learned how to cut open wounds and how to remove foreign objects from soldiers' bodies. In addition, the Casono I trained And a couple of other girls did a pretty good job of stitching up the wound."

Scarlett screamed, "You let a nigger, and a female nigger, operate on soldiers! You..."

Suellen glanced at Scarlett and said, "So what? As long as the soldiers survive. Dr. Meade didn't say anything, and even Melanie and the other wives were very happy."

Looking at Suellen's face, Scarlett just wanted to punch her for some reason.It took her a lot of effort to control her emotions.

I just hate her for no reason.

Scarlett said to himself in his heart.

But on the other hand, Scarlett thought it was a good idea.As long as it can save people, what do you care about so much?But she had been taught that niggers were stupid, and they would be lazy if no one was pushing them.

As a typical southern girl, Scarlett's thoughts are also very southern. Southerners generally discriminate against blacks, treating blacks as thieves and fools, and she is no exception.Even if she has a little more brains than other girls, the influence of the general environment and her education level are not enough to support her to think more and more deeply.

That is to say, whoever does it will win. From this perspective, Scarlett agrees, but from the perspective of racial discrimination, Scarlett, like most people in this era, thinks that many jobs are Black people can't afford it.

Scarlett is Scarlett after all. Although she hasn't noticed the similarities between herself and others, she still accepts black people more easily than others, just like she used to treat black mothers more than her own sister Margot Suellen is better as well.

So in the end, she just mumbled, "Never mind. Someday I'll understand, someday..."

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