[La Traviata] The Road to Celebrities in Paris

The young man had a smile on his face. He didn't talk nonsense, but asked Margaret directly if she wanted to go on vacation.

"After the rainstorm, the sun will always be more vicious. I know a good place, it's better than nesting here."

Naning's eyes were a little bright, and so was Julie, because recently when she went to the market to buy vegetables, she always met one or two annoying people. They pretended to inquire about their wives' news, as if their own status was so noble.

Seeing two pairs of excited eyes looking at her, Margaret nodded.

"Of course, that's a good idea."

Gaston grinned: "Just go to Bougival, I think you'd like to meet an old friend."

old friend?Margaret thought for a moment, then laughed.

"Mr. Duval?"

"Don't be so smart, my dear." Gaston complained, he made Nanin and the others laugh, and Gaston blinked at them again.

"I promise we'll have a nice vacation."

They decided to leave the next morning. Margaret and the others had packed their things that night. When Gaston left, Margaret still asked.

"Are you all right?"

"Oh, what's going to happen?" Gaston smiled back, and Margaret stopped worrying.

The next morning, they went directly to Bougival in a carriage, which is a town on the western outskirts of Paris. The Seine River meanders through that town. The scenery is beautiful and it has always been a good place for vacation. However, this It's not the peak season yet, there are more flower heads in Paris, no one wants to leave those theaters and balls at this time, and miss those good opportunities to show their beauty.

After an hour or so, they arrived.

Armand was waiting for them at the door of the hotel. The more famous hotel proprietress here was his aunt, an authentic French woman with a slender waist, thick buttocks, and a hearty and friendly smile.

The hotel has two floors, and there are not many rooms. The first floor has been converted into a tavern, which is quite lively. When Marguerite and his party came in, some men who were drinking even raised their glasses to her. Armand said that It's a rule only for beautiful women.

Some men began to shout to Mrs. Sabine Duval, Armand's aunt: "Where did you get such a beauty!"

"Drink your bar, you drunks!" Aunt Sabina yelled, patting the men on the head one by one.

Julie felt incredible about these, and Armand told her that it was because her aunt had been here for more than twenty years.

"She even watched some people grow up." Armand explained with a smile.

Gaston seemed to be very familiar with Aunt Sabina, so he and Armand were temporarily sent by Sabina to greet the guests, while she took Margaret and the others to the guest room on the second floor.

"I know you are friends with my little Armand, so call me Aunt Sabina." Sabina said to Marguerite, Julie and Nanin were arranged in the same room, and Eric was A separate room, as did Margaret.

"Okay, Aunt Sabina." Marguerite blinked her eyes, she thought, she likes the lady in front of her, bright and unaffected, different from Armand's docile and shy, but the same thing is that they are very Sincere and friendly.

"When I see you, I think of my little daughter. She is a thin child just like you. I used to worry that she would not grow up, but now she is the mother of three children." Aunt Sabina Obviously she is someone who is easy to like her, and every word she says is straightforward and heart-warming.She didn't care about Margaret's status, nor did she sympathize with her, but naturally used some words to draw the distance between them.

After Sabina left, Margaret tidied things up a bit.

Then, she came to the window sill and surveyed the nearby scenery.The Maerli Diversion Canal stretches across the horizon on the left. The mountains are undulating, as if prepared with thick oil paint. The sky after the rain is as blue as a wash, reflecting the river surface like a gleaming ribbon.

Because it is in the suburbs, there are not many houses, scattered, like mushrooms rising from the open space, with red roofs.Below the hotel, there is also a small flower garden. Rose red, pink and goose yellow flowers are blooming, and even butterflies come to join in the fun.

Although the air is still a bit dull that is unique to summer, Margaret is in a much better mood now, she is lying on the window sill in a relaxed manner, and then, a young man walks from the flower garden, who seems to have noticed Margaret at a glance. Gretel, beckoning to her and showing her perfect white teeth.

"Like it?" Gaston asked aloud.

Margaret rolled her eyes: "I will tell Aunt Sabina that you are lazy now!"

Not long after, another young man came out, his golden hair so conspicuous in the sun.

"Go ahead and talk about it, we're both lazy!" Gaston made a grimace, and at the same time embraced Armand with a righteous look on his face.

Armand stabbed his friend's arm, and Gaston looked at him with a hurt face.

Armand ignored him, but looked at Marguerite, and then hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering whether it was impolite to speak from a distance of up and down, but Gaston had already rolled his eyes at him.

"We're on the outskirts of Paris, not in the center of the world, and nobody cares what happens to you."

Armand blushed a little, then he continued to look at Marguerite, he smiled and said, "Are you going to eat up or down?"

"Come down and eat!" Gaston directly made a decision for Margaret. Margaret laughed and nodded.

She called Naning and the others down, and looked at their rooms as they passed by. The layout was similar. Eric's room was very clean and well-organized. It didn't look like a 12-year-old boy's room should have. .

Although lunch was held in the hall, Aunt Sabina was a decent person, and she found a quiet place to separate them from the drunks.

They drank some aperitifs and ate some olives, after which Aunt Sabina brought a rich meal.

Cheese and bread.Armand said that these fragrant cheeses were made last autumn.

"Cows and sheep eat rich food in spring and summer, and the best milk can be secreted in autumn. They are made into cheese and stored for the winter. Now is the best time to eat."

Margaret took a few bites, and sure enough, the frankincense was very strong and the taste was very charming.

"It's my specialty," said Aunt Sabina, sharing some onion soup.

The aroma of onion always has a hint of spiciness, but this time it is not at all. Beef soup is added to make it very delicious. The fluffy bread slices are in the soup, and the saltiness of the soup is locked in the bread. The beef The freshness and sweetness of the onion, together with the softness of the bread slices, this onion soup is really delicious. Margaret even drank a bowl full of thick soup, so that she could not eat the spicy pork chops that followed. up.

Aunt Sabina was very happy that Margaret loved her bisque so much, but at the same time regretted that Margaret had a bird-like stomach.

"After lunch, you young people, go and have fun. I think it would be nice to go boating on the river. Franco will lend you the boat." Aunt Sabina blinked and said, although she has been widowed for several years , but she is still a very charming woman. This Franco is her servant, but compared to those dirty things in Paris, Franco and Aunt Sabina are much more innocent. She had to investigate Aunt Sabina's statement again.

"Okay!" Gaston responded positively, and Aunt Sabina glanced at him.

"I knew that you would not be happy to ask you to do something."

Gaston made a cute face to hide his chuckle, and Aunt Sabina decided to forgive him for his pretty face.

"Take good care of them, my little Armand," said Sabina, and the blond young man nodded.

Julie said: "I won't go, the elderly should stay in the room and have a rest."

Julie suffered from seasickness, and the drive of more than an hour was indeed a test for her, so Margaret did not force her.Aunt Sabina had obviously thought about it long ago.

"Leave them alone, we have our own fun." Aunt Sabina winked at Julie, and Julie laughed, and they began to talk about some interesting things that older people like to talk about, exchanging with each other about the center of Paris and the suburbs Some little secrets, innocuous gossip, and at the same time cast their eyes on each other's admiration.

After lunch and a short rest, Margaret and the others set off.

Margaret was wearing a sleeveless and off-shoulder long dress. In order to prevent sunburn, she wore a red and green shawl that was more eye-catching. The pomegranate brooch serves as a fixture.Her long black hair was parted in two and fell over her shoulders, and she wore a wide-brimmed white satin hat.

Naning wore a white dress with red dots, rose-red soft-soled shoes set off her delicate feet, the little girl's calves were straight and slender, Margaret also made her wear a lace hat, A three-color crystal hairpin made in Austria was pinned to her blond hair. The forest green and gold were mixed with some grass colors, which matched perfectly.

As a boy, Eric dressed more casually. Margaret made him a short coat with a white shirt. The woolen material was only for decoration, not too hot, and there was no trace of texture on it. , using light-colored wooden buttons and making them larger, the boy wore a pair of black trousers and a pair of soft-soled riding boots, he looked like a little gentleman in Paris, rather than growing up on a poor street children.

Gaston and Armand looked at each other at the same time when they saw the three people dressed in smart clothes, and felt that they were all worried for nothing.

Margaret guessed their thoughts from the eyes and expressions of the two people. She raised the corners of her lips, looked at the two young men and said: "I said that clothing is armor. Before I am defeated, They will always be shiny."

Gaston and Armand smiled at the same time. Indeed, no one can easily defeat Marguerite Gautier.