[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

For the next few days or so, Kitty kept going back and forth between Longbourne and Meryton excitedly, with the spring look on her face even more overflowing.

Originally, she wanted to take Lydia to go with her, but Lydia, who had just recovered from illness, naturally refused her tactfully.

She is just sick, not lazy!

Out of selfishness, Kitty didn't tell her that she had met an extremely handsome officer, so even if Lydia refused her, after she got rid of the awkwardness at the beginning, she secretly became happy in her heart.

Therefore, Lydia only knew that some of the officers had arrived at Longbourne, but she didn't know that the scumbag had already hooked up with her sister.

If Kitty went to Longbourn alone, it would be too boring. Although she has always been bold, she used to rely on Lydia's opinion. Knowing that she has such a sister in front of her, she naturally Happy to pretend to be crazy and foolish.

Fortunately, Elizabeth also had a good impression of Mr. Wickham. In addition, Charlotte had gone out to visit her mother's friends these days, and she seemed bored, so the two hit it off and went to Longbourn.

Seeing Kitty's cheerful footsteps, Lydia raised her eyebrows helplessly.

She has almost recuperated from illness in the past few days, and she didn't feel dizzy at first, but now she just feels very energetic.

Changing her body, the skills she had mastered before were quite unfamiliar. Lydia flicked her wrist, narrowed her long and narrow gray eyes, and focused on the drawing paper in her hand.

Holding the paper and pencil lead she bought with the painting from the market last time, she quickly made an outline.

As soon as Kitty came back, just before lunch, she sat down at the dining table and breathed a long sigh of relief. Judging from the expression on her face, one could tell that she was in the same good mood as the previous few days.

Elizabeth was also in a good mood. At first she thought that everyone had shortcomings, but after getting in touch with Mr. Wickham these days, she felt more and more that Mr. Wickham was perfect in every way. When getting along with him, only I feel that time flies by so fast.

However, she frowned, and thought of his strangeness with Mr. Darcy again, which puzzled her.

"Lydia, do you know? You should go out more often. Look, how many chances of meeting red-uniformed officers should you lose by staying at home like this? You know, they won't come to our house on their own initiative." From here." Kitty said, although she didn't want Lydia to know that there was Wickham in her heart, she wanted to show off to her, after all, this was the first one to actively follow Lydia's halo What about her people.

Lydia nodded casually, drawing something in the notebook spread out on the table.

Kitty coughed: "Is there nothing you want to ask me?"

There was dissatisfaction in her tone.

"Well, then please tell me about the officer you admire." Lydia said to her indifferently, and casually brought up a topic to calm her down.

Kitty was stunned for the words that were about to blurt out, wondering if Lydia knew something, she carefully looked into Lydia's eyes, hoping to find something from them.

But Lydia's attitude was so casual and not as excited as before, and Kitty was sure that she had absolutely no knowledge of Wickham's affairs.

But it's a pity that after a few days of the dance, Lydia will naturally know Wickham, which makes her feel a little bit embarrassed, and she doesn't know if it's for Lydia who is about to become lively, or for being handsome and considerate of Wickham.

Kitty became quiet inexplicably, but Lydia took a strange look. Seeing her depressed expression, she closed the notebook in her hand and asked.

"Why are not you talking?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it, anyway, I won't say it." Kitty pouted.

Mr. Bennet just came out of the study, and as soon as he came out, he heard Kitty's shrill voice, and he said coldly.

"I dare say that there must be no such noisy girls in Great Britain as you. Although I thought I had some doubts about this, but now, I can completely conclude."

Kitty blushed at what he said. She was still a little girl after all, and she fell silent when her father said it so harshly.

Lydia only felt that her father was simply inexplicable, and she and Kitty should not take the blame for this.

"Father, I just feel that our conversation is still in a moderate range, so it shouldn't be so unbearable for you?"

"If you think so yourself, then I have nothing to say."

Although Mr. Bennet was surprised that Lydia dared to answer his words, in the past, she was either silent or indifferent, and this was the first time she was doing this today, which surprised him.

Mrs. Bennet heard her husband's loud words in the kitchen, and she rushed out of the kitchen immediately to speak for her daughter.

"My dear sir, what you said is not right. I am surprised that you can speak so frankly about your own children's noisy. If you want me to say it, let's not say that they are not noisy at all, especially Liddy. Ya's voice, it sounds like I enjoy it. In other words, even if they are noisy, I will never say that about my children."

"If they do speak loudly, then we should understand that."

"But in fact, they are not noisy." Mrs. Bennet's voice was very innocent: "On the contrary, they are all smart and considerate."

"I am more fortunate that I have a different point of view from yours on this point." Mr. Bennet changed the subject.

"I also think that everyone's point of view is different, and no one dares to say that their point of view is completely correct." Lydia looked at him and said.

Mr. Bennet was about to speak when a servant came in with a letter in his hand.

"Here is a letter to Miss Jane, ma'am, from Netherfield Park," said he, and taking the letter to Mrs. Bennet, he went out.

Mrs. Bennet was immediately overjoyed, her eyes sparkled, and she murmured Jane's name loudly.

"What's the matter, Mom?" Jane wiped her hands and walked over.

Mrs. Bennet handed her the letter, and asked impatiently, "Who wrote it? What did it say? Tell me, my dear, is it Mr. Bingley?"

There was also some joy in Jane's eyes. She cut open the envelope, and she pushed aside the exquisite sealing varnish. She looked at the name on the signature, and it read Caroline Bingley in smooth fancy fonts.

She was surprised, and Mrs. Bennet and Kitty kept urging her to read it. Jane looked at them shyly, pursed her lips, and began to read in a low voice.

"My dear friend:

At the cordial invitation of my sister Louisa and myself, I implore you and your sister Miss Lydia to dine with us, you know, two women are boring together, if you and Miss Lydia if If you don't come, we will be disappointed.If you can, please leave as soon as you receive the letter. "