Celebrity House [Anna]

Anna did not forget the date Karenin had mentioned.

Of course, even if she forgot, Karenin would tell her in a decent way, such as leaving theater tickets in front of her bedside table, and solemnly circled the date, as if this was a job that needed to be treated carefully. Official documents are the same.

Anna had no doubts that Karenin had already written down tickets for the four o'clock theater on his schedule.It would be somewhat funny to imagine that man telling Flamekiel with a serious face that he would write down the engagement with his wife in the notebook for him.

She put away the theater tickets and opened the closet to look at it for a while.

A woman's wardrobe is always missing a piece of clothing.

As a woman, no matter how life is, the pursuit of beauty will never be obliterated.

She picked out a black flannel dress from the closet, trimmed with mink fur, and had a low neckline, which made her skin moist.She put her hair up and let a small strand fall, and Yunina gave her a little perm with a hot iron.

Looking in the mirror, she was indeed decent and generous. Although the pearl jewelry was not as dazzling as the gemstones, it was very decent, and it was more than enough for the theater.

Seryozha was slightly dissatisfied that his mother and father were going to have a separate date, but his father explained it when he checked his homework in the morning, and rejected his request to go together, saying that he would meet in a week. Consider planning a trip for three.

So before class started, he was leaning against the door frame, sliding his fingers back and forth on the door, pouted slightly and said, "You are not my mother now."

When Anna heard this, she turned her head, and Yunina was still helping her with some hair on her neck.

Anna waved to the little boy, who walked over slowly. He was standing next to Anna. Today he was wearing a wine red silk shirt and breeches, his black boots were shiny, and his curly hair was like the wet forest in the forest. Like the vegetation, bright and full of vitality.

"Father doesn't allow me to go with me." Seryozha complained, "I clearly recited it all today."

"You agreed?" Anna asked.

Seryozha shook his head in frustration: "He said he would consider arranging a trip for the three of them in a week's time."

Anna stiffened, for Seryozha was throwing his arms around her neck and flirting with her.

"Can't I hide secretly in the carriage?"

He whispered: "I'm not fat, I'm a very small one, I will be quiet."

Anna got used to it, played it off, and replied, "But I don't think Mrs. Brown would like to see you skip class in order to go to the theater."

Seryozha let go of his hand in frustration.

"Yes."

He looked up at Anna, then sighed softly, which indicated that he had compromised.

Looking at the somewhat sickly figure, Anna felt as if she had kicked a deer, so while laughing, she stopped Seryozha.

"If you want to go together without class, then we have to convince your teacher first."

"I love you! Mom!" Seryozha cheered. He ran over and put his face on Anna's cheek.

Anna took Seryozha to find Mr. Brown.

Teacher Brown is an Englishman in his thirties, but he is very comfortable with Russian culture and history, and his family is also very decent, so he has been staying at Karenin's house for half a year.

"Mr. Brown, I would like to ask, what kind of books do you think is the best way to read if you want to learn about opera art?"

Teacher Brown helped his glasses: "Madam, if you want to learn about the art of opera, I think it's best to experience it yourself."

"I think so too, so, if you don't mind, I would like to take Seryozha to experience it for myself today, and I heard that Kristen Nilsson will be singing at the Petersburg Theater for three days, if you I don't mind, I think you can go and observe it the day after tomorrow, and I will take care of everything for you." Anna said with a smile.

Teacher Brown's eyes were a little bright, as she knew, this gentleman was Mifensi of the famous Swedish singer.

After Mr. Brown left, Anna lowered her head and said to Seryozha, "Do you understand why Mr. Brown is willing to let you go?"

Seryozha blinked, then whispered: "He likes your suggestion."

Anna smiled, patted Seryozha's small shoulder, and said, "Sometimes to do something, you have to do what you like and come up with something practical."

"This, this is a bit like a bribe." Seryozha said hesitantly.

"You speak like your father."

"Father said 'to be honest'," Seryozha muttered.

Anna didn't say anything else, but just touched Seryozha's small head and felt the hair that was as soft as vegetation.

After getting over Mr. Brown, Anna wrote a letter by herself and asked Kabidonich to pass it on to Sergey's French teacher Korchi.

"Dear Mr. Kearney: In view of the fact that Alexey Alexandrovich and I have an appointment at four o'clock this afternoon, and that Seryozha expressed his desire to go together, I personally think that It is an unreasonable request, but it should be met. Considering that he worked hard to recite the "Old Testament" last night, and passed his father's spot check today, his request is not reasonable in all aspects. But it is still possible to get a mother's tolerant consent. So here, as Seryozha's mother, I sincerely request you to allow me to take him to the theater today to enjoy the performance, and I will urge him to write in French An afterthought, so that you can criticize and advise tomorrow."

"Let Kapidonitch give it to your French teacher and wait for his reply." Anna said to Seryosha, who put down his hand on his little chin, blinked and said: "You said earlier that convincing people requires votes." It's good, but I didn't see any promise you made to Mr. Kerch."

"Because you haven't heard what I'm going to tell you now, there are a small group of people who are honest and upright like your father. They are smart enough, so what they need is enough confession."

Seryozha bowed his head and thought for a while, then muttered: "I like this kind of person." After speaking, he ran away happily with the letter.

Anna looked at the child's back, blinked her eyes, she thought: The child's original intention should be that he likes everyone who resembles his father.

Really, a little too cute...

Anna laughed.