[Pride and Prejudice] Crossing into Elizabeth

Seeing Mr. Collins' demonstrative eyes, Elizabeth really felt the urge to vomit blood. Then she took a peek at Mrs. Bennet, and sure enough, she saw Mrs. Bennet's eyes staring fiercely at Mrs. she.

Now Elizabeth didn't care about anything else. She hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and ran away. She didn't want to be caught and scolded by Mrs. Bennet again. Can't stand it.

Immediately after breakfast the next day, Mrs. Bennet and her three daughters got into a carriage and set out for Netherfield, which was only three miles from Longbourne, and in a short time the carriage drove them into Netherfield Manor.

Netherfield Manor was huge, and the horseshoes clattered for a while, and they finally saw the red roof. The carriage gradually approached, and Elizabeth saw someone waiting outside the door.

Mr. Darcy, Mr. Bingley, and Jane were there, and all stood smiling at the door, ready to welcome them.

Mr. Bingley helped the ladies out of the carriage, and Elizabeth got out of the carriage. Mr. Darcy, who was standing beside Mr. Bingley, came over. Elizabeth looked at Mr. Darcy without any trace. Mr. Darcy was wearing a silver-gray suit. Regular clothes, because they came out to meet them, and put on a black coat outside.

Looks very energetic and full of charm.

When Mr. Darcy came over, he first politely asked her about the situation of her family. Why didn't Mr. Bennet come over? Elizabeth answered him and followed Mr. Darcy into the house.

It was very cold outside. As soon as Mrs. Bennett and the others arrived indoors, Kitty, who was relatively weak, couldn't help but sneezed. Jane hurriedly sent someone to bring hot coffee. The coffee had already been prepared and was kept warm in the kitchen. , just because the guests haven't come yet, so they didn't bring them over.

The servant was ordered, and immediately went to the kitchen to serve coffee.

Soon, the butler's wife brought the coffee pot with her own hands. The butler's wife poured coffee for the guests, and the servant brought the poured coffee to the guests respectively. Elizabeth took a sip of the coffee, and the aroma of hot coffee filled her mouth. It opened, and immediately dispelled a lot of cold air.

While sipping coffee, Mrs. Bennet looked triumphantly at Netherfield's living room, as well as the busy butler and servants.

Mrs. Bennet was very pleased with the thought that her daughter Jane was the mistress of the place, and that everything here belonged to her.

Mrs. Bennet took two sips of coffee. Jane had someone make coffee that tasted the same as their home. Jane specially ordered the servants to do so, because she was afraid that the family would not be used to drinking it when they came.

However, after taking two sips, Mrs. Bennet suddenly put the quilt on the table and said critically, "Jane, is the coffee too weak? I'm not used to this taste."

Jane was a little strange, so she took a sip from her own cup and tasted the taste. After a while, Jane frowned suspiciously. She thought the taste was the same as the one at home.

The housekeeper's wife also said: "Mrs. Bennet, this pot of coffee is brewed according to what you said last time. Three and a half spoonfuls of coffee beans, no more and no less. You said last time that this tastes good."

"...Mom," Jane also said, "I also feel that the taste is similar to ours."

They continued to say otherwise, and Mrs. Bennet became more insistent when she said that the coffee was too weak to be drunk, and as if to show her authority, she bluntly said: Said to the housekeeper's wife: "I said the taste is too weak, but the taste is too weak. If you are asked to re-boil a pot, you should go!"

The housekeeper's wife looked at Jane, and Jane nodded shyly to the housekeeper, signaling her to follow Mrs. Bennet's wishes, "...Since mom thinks the taste is too bland, ma'am, please go to the kitchen , Let them cook a pot of something thicker."

As Jane said, she glanced at Mrs. Bennet, and added, "Let them cook quickly, and bring them here as soon as they are done."

Mrs. Bennet couldn't help raising her eyebrows triumphantly when she heard this.

The housekeeper got orders and had to go to the kitchen to convey Mrs. Bingley's orders, but the housekeeper felt a little uncomfortable when she left. She knew that the problem was not with the coffee at all, but the real problem was with the picky lady. !

Every time Mrs. Bennet comes here she finds fault with one or another, and the last time she came to Netherfield she insisted that the floor of the dining-room on the first floor was not clean and stained, and the servants were ashamed of the lady. I have been busy for a long time with a word, and every time this lady comes here, she always bosses her around, as if if she doesn't do this, everyone will not know that she is Mrs. Bingley's mother.

The housekeeper knew what the servants were talking about Mrs. Bennet in private, and everyone hoped that she would not come to Netherfield again. When the housekeeper accidentally heard what the servants said, she would warn them with a tiger face. In other words, let them stop talking nonsense, but even the housekeeper herself has to admit that she also hates seeing this Mrs. Bennet.

After the housekeeper's wife arrived in the kitchen, she told the chef in the kitchen that she needed to make another cup of coffee, which was stronger, and asked them to hurry up. Mrs. Bingley's mother, Mrs. Bennett, was in a hurry to drink it.

The master made a long face when he heard this. Mrs. Bennet has been picky about the meals he cooks before.However, although the master was not very happy, he started to make coffee quickly.

The housekeeper went back to the living room where the guests were, and asked the guests if there was anything else they needed—in fact, there was no need to ask, as soon as she entered, Mrs. Bennet would definitely send her a job. .

Sure enough, as soon as the housekeeper's wife appeared, Mrs. Bennet said loudly to her: "Madam, where have you been? I thought Mrs. Bingley just asked you to go to the kitchen, but you have been away for so long. I almost thought you had gone outside the manor."

The housekeeper asked Mrs. Bennet, as calmly as possible, if she had any orders.

"Oh——" Mrs. Bennet said, "Of course I have this, otherwise I wouldn't need to look for you." Mrs. Bennet pointed to the plate of pastries in front of her. "This plate of pastries is a bit sweet. People my age can't eat such sweet things."

The housekeeper pouted in her heart, knowing that Mrs. Bennet was looking for trouble again. The housekeeper told Mrs. Bennet politely and coldly that she would bring her other snacks. This time, the housekeeper was accompanied by a maid, The housekeeper sent the maid to the kitchen to bring Mrs. Bennet some non-sweet treats.

The maid was more clever, and immediately said to Mrs. Bennet: "You said that people of your age can't eat such a sweet snack, but in my opinion, you don't show your age at all. If you don't know that you are as old as Mrs. Bingley daughter, I dare say no one will guess your age."

All women like to be told that they are young, and Mrs. Bennet is no exception. She immediately showed interest on her face. Mrs. Bennet asked the maid with a smile: "So, do you think I look very young?" young?"

"Oh," said the maid, "of course, if I didn't know you and just met you by chance, I guess you were thirty-five at most."

Mrs. Bennet was elated by what the maid said, and immediately said: "There is no need to change the dessert. I can eat this plate. I just said it is a bit sweet, but I can't eat it without it."

The maid immediately thanked Mrs. Bennet and praised her as a kind and reasonable lady. Mrs. Bennet was naturally happier and chatted with the maid with great interest. The maid was very talkative and coaxed Mrs. Bennet I was so happy that I didn't even think about ordering the servants to work.

While Mrs. Bennet was delighted by the maid's compliment, Elizabeth was also talking to Mr. Darcy, who were sitting at a distance from everyone else on two chairs in a corner of the drawing room.

Netherfield's drawing room was not large, so although Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy were somewhat distant from the crowd, they still seemed to be with them at a glance, and it did not appear abrupt.

Mrs. Bennet's voice was very loud, and she was not too far away from Elizabeth. Elizabeth could hear her voice clearly. Elizabeth knew that she was bossing around Netherfield again, but Elizabeth tried not to pay attention to Mrs. Bennet's side. , Her voice also tried to ignore the past.

Elizabeth asked about the sudden departure of Mr. Darcy in Pemberley last time, "...you received a letter from Miss Anne," Elizabeth said, "and then left Pemberley in a hurry, and went to Lady Catherine. At home, Mr. Darcy, you went away in such a hurry at that time, we didn't have time to ask, you went away, but I remember you told me that Lady Catherine was suddenly ill, and I think Lady Catherine is all right now Bar?"

Mr. Darcy smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, Miss Elizabeth, my aunt is fine, but I was just about to explain this to you. You were all guests in Pemberley at that time, but my master left suddenly. , Now that I think about it, I really didn’t take good care of you.”

Elizabeth smiled and shook her head, expressing her disapproval of Mr. Darcy's statement that they did not take good care of them. However, Elizabeth did not speak aloud. She did not want to interrupt Mr. Darcy. Elizabeth was very curious about what happened to Rosings at that time. to cause Mr. Darcy to leave them in such haste.

Mr. Darcy quickly opened his mouth again. Elizabeth listened curiously and earnestly. Mr. Darcy said slowly: "There is a large piece of land near Rosings that belongs to Mrs. Catherine and her daughter, but a Mr. Walter half a month ago Suddenly brought out a note of my late uncle Mr. de Boer, this Mr. Walter was once a friend of Mr. de Boer, from whom Mr. de Boer had borrowed one hundred thousand pounds The land near Newes was used as mortgage, which was clearly written into the IOU. In fact, the money had been returned to Mr. Walter before the death of Mr. de Boer, but at that time, due to some reasons, and Mr. de Boer He trusted Mr. Walter very much, so he didn't complete the formalities and didn't take back the IOU. No one would have thought that this Mr. Walter would suddenly take out this IOU, saying that the deadline for repaying the money had expired, and demanded that Mrs. Catherine take back the land. Hand it over..."