Mrs. Bennet, as if remembering something, said to Mr. Collins again: "I'm afraid Netherfield won't have the honor of entertaining you to-morrow, Mr. Collins, because you're going to Lucas Cottage! I wish they'd bring it up." You can get a table meal to entertain you, but it's impossible to compare with Netherfield."

Mr Collins caught the sarcasm in Mrs Bennet's words, and told Mrs Bennet with a straight face that he was used to all meals: I am used to eating them all, and the food at Miss Lucas’s house is not as bad as you said. The braised beef they made last time was very good. I like it very much. I ate a lot by myself, and I praised it as I ate it. That dish is delicious, and Mrs. Lucas was very happy to hear it. I use this trick every time in Rosings. When I was in Rosings, I just ate and praised. I encountered dishes that I had never encountered before. I will pretend to be very surprised, Lady Catherine likes this very much, I know that noble ladies like this, I will keep this trick firmly in my heart, every time I visit someone’s house , I will do it, and it has been tried and tested, so you can rest assured, Mrs. Bennet, I will definitely enjoy my guests and hosts when I go to Lucas Cottage this time."

Mrs. Bennet listened to what Mr. Collins said that the host and guest were happy.

"However," continued Mr. Collins, "I might as well call on Netherfield the day after tomorrow, when I have time."

Mrs. Bennet immediately said firmly: "That's unnecessary, Mr. Collins. Netherfield doesn't have time to entertain guests all the time. It's not the same as Lucas Cottage."

Mr. Collins hit a wall at Mrs. Bennet's, so he had to eat in silence, but he still thought to himself that before going back to his vicarage, he should find a chance to visit Netherfield anyway, and talk to Emma. The Lord's nephew - Mr. Darcy said not to leave, otherwise it would be too shameful, and it would be difficult to explain when he saw Lady Catherine.

At this time, Lydia said impatiently: "Have you finished talking? Either Lucas Cottage or Netherfield! I have heard enough of these two words. If you want me to say that these two places are boring, I'm not interested at all! I went out this time and got a lot of information about the militia regiment that will be stationed next week. The information is very interesting! But none of you asked me! You don't care at all! I What a disappointment."

"Who's to say we don't care?" said Mrs. Bennet. "I love the Army, honey. There was a militia stationed around my house when I was your age, and the streets were red uniforms. There are many tall and straight officers who look very energetic in their uniforms, oh, it’s a pity that they left after only half a year, and my eyes were swollen from crying, don’t mention it.”

"Only stationed for half a year!" Lydia exclaimed, "This is not true!"

"Oh, it's true!" said Mrs. Bennet. "Six months and thirteen days! A day is no more than a day is less, and I counted the days before the calendar all day long, and I could never be wrong!"

Lydia thought for a while, and said firmly: "The militiamen who came to Hertfordshire will definitely stay for a long time. They may like this place, and maybe they won't leave. What do you mean, mother?"

Mrs. Bennet, not wishing to let her precious daughter Lydia go through what she had suffered, said at once: "I hope so! It would be the best."

Kitty has also been listening with her ears upright. Hearing what they said, Kitty also felt hopeful in her heart, but she was angry with Lydia today. Because of this, she didn't talk to Lydia all afternoon. She refrained from inquiring about Lydia's news, and Kitty didn't want to make Lydia feel better, so she said on purpose: "I don't believe the militia will stay for so long. Aunt Philip said that as soon as the militia was transferred , I have to leave immediately, maybe it won’t even take half a year, maybe it will only take ten days and a half a month, and the militia will be moved away with a transfer order.”

Lydia didn't want to now, and shouted at the table that Kitty was sensational, which was impossible!Mrs. Bennet also reprimanded Kitty for talking nonsense, and she shouldn't be scaring her sister there.

Kitty is not to be outdone, saying that this is very likely to happen!

Mr. Bennet looked coldly at the noisy mess at the dining table, and ignored them. Mr. Bennet got up to leave after dinner, and did not chat with his family as usual.

Mrs. Bennet wondered why Mr. Bennet was leaving now. "...Mr. Bennet," she asked, "won't you sit down for a while? Not good."

Mr. Bennet said coldly: "Then don't bother you, Mrs. Bennet, and you stay here and have a good argument with your two stupid daughters."

Kitty panicked after hearing this, but Lydia didn't care, as if she didn't hear it.

"Stupid daughter!" Mrs. Bennet's eyes widened, staring at Mr. Bennet in disbelief, "I really don't know how you can call your daughter stupid!"

Mr. Bennet didn't bother to pay attention to Mrs. Bennet, he didn't argue with Mrs. Bennet, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Mrs. Bennet was left alone complaining: "Look at your father, he left as soon as he said, he was eager to go to the study to find his pile of books, and he didn't even bother to talk to us. Jumping on you, planning for you sisters wholeheartedly, in Mr. Bennet's mind, our mother and daughter together are not as important as his study!"

Mary wanted to avoid Mr. Collins, and hurried to leave after dinner, but now she hit Mrs. Bennet's muzzle, and Mrs. Bennet aimed at Mary: "And you, Miss Mary! Why are you like your father? You just stare at your book all day long, but you don’t even know how to sit and talk with your family members! Do you still see people like us? Why am I so unlucky? You father and daughter!"

Mary said impatiently: "I'm not interested in the militias and officers you're talking about! Only superficial and naive people would like to discuss such things." As she spoke, she pulled out her chair and left.

Mrs. Bennet was so angry that she scolded her from behind, "It's been so hard to raise me so big," Mrs. Bennet complained, "now she actually calls me superficial and naive! Oh, what is my fate, no matter what Come on me!"

Now Elizabeth can't leave. If she also gets up and leaves, she will definitely become the next object that Mrs. Bennet dislikes.

Had to stay with them, and listen to Mrs. Bennet's blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

Mr. Collins was tall and fat, and he ate a lot. Once he finished eating, he looked around the table with his big round eyes, and finally settled on Elizabeth.

"Cousin Elizabeth," said Mr. Collins, clearing his throat, "when you arrive at Netherfield to-morrow, please tell Mr. and Mrs. Bingley and Mr. Darcy why I cannot visit together, although they know today that I will be at Lucca tomorrow." I think it’s a matter of being a guest at Smith’s Cottage, but I think I should tell them again, otherwise it would be impolite. Cousin Elizabeth, please pass on my regrets to them.”

Elizabeth promised Mr. Collins that he would convey it to him.

Mr. Collins was very happy, and he quickly said: "Also, please tell Mr. Darcy that I will pay a visit to Netherfield before I leave Longbourn. Please tell him that I have not been able to go to Netherfield this time. I was very disturbed by Thurfield's visit."

Elizabeth didn't want to convey this to Mr. Collins. If she had to tell Mr. Darcy such flattering words, Elizabeth would feel terribly embarrassed just by imagining the scene.

Elizabeth was secretly resisting in her heart, but Mrs. Bennet was unwilling on the other side. Elizabeth heard her say to Mr. Collins very rudely: "Didn't I tell you, Mr. Collins? The master of Netherfield and Lu Cass Cottage is different, and Mr Bingley and Jane have no time for entertaining guests all day long! It would be really rude if you trembled to call!"

Mr. Collins had already made up his mind. Before he left, he must go to Netherfield to visit Mr. Darcy. With a firm look on his face, he said: "Madame, thank you for your kind reminder, but I must go. Yes, I believe Mr. and Mrs. Bingley will not mind my interruption. After all, I have a very unusual relationship with Mr. Darcy. Mr. Darcy is the nephew of my benefactor Mrs. Catherine. Based on this relationship, I think Mr. and Mrs. Bingley would not have kept me out, Mrs. Bennet, and I have all the respect for your wit and opinion, but please allow me to do as I please in this matter."

"Oh—" said Mrs. Bennet in a rage, "I've never seen a man like you, sir! But if you're going to Netherfield, you must go, because every day there will be some people with nothing to do." People go to Netherfield to disturb the peace of the master's house! One more of you is not too much!"

The more Mrs. Bennet said this, the more determined Mr. Collins' face became. Mr. Collins stared straight at Elizabeth, waiting for her to agree to his request.

Elizabeth had no choice but to agree, mainly because Mrs. Bennet was too rude and too rude to Mr. Collins. After all, Mr. Collins was also a guest in their house. Elizabeth really had no way to refuse Mr. Collins under such circumstances.

But she will not say what Mr. Collins said. Elizabeth can't say such flattering words. She will convey Mr. Collins's meaning to Mr. Darcy, but how to say these words depends on the measure. She figured it out for herself.

Mr. Collins was so delighted to circle the room that Elizabeth had promised him, he thanked Elizabeth again and again for being a great service to him, and as he spoke he cast a triumphant glance at Mrs. Bennet.

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