[Titanic] Rose is not shredded pork

In her previous life, my mother had been correcting her daughter's bad habits of being a woman, but she couldn't stand her father's doting, allowing her to grow freely like a wild plant, which seriously hindered her "lady transformation plan".

Traveling through time is a miraculous thing. Under the combination of Queen Rufu's sharp eyes and the tutor's high-pitched voice, Rose has learned many ladylike skills, such as sewing, weaving, embroidery, piano, ballet, and how to keep her back straight. How to safely put the food on the fork into the mouth, such as how to ride a horse with both legs on the same side without falling off the horse and breaking your neck, such as being able to walk smoothly and gracefully while wearing high heels... In short, these skills were developed in the previous life. From her point of view, they can all be called supernatural powers.

You know, in her previous life, she could trip herself up while wearing sneakers, even on flat ground...

The days of being a lady in the early twentieth century were dull, like all ladies of a wealthy family.There are fewer people in the country manor, and life is dreadfully monotonous. Except for horse riding, walking and shopping, there are no entertainment activities at all.

Mr. Bukett travels a lot—without her; Queen Ruffle is always out and about—without her.

The reason is that Rose is too young.

What a standard model couple this is.

Mr. Bucket is a typical English country gentleman. He is tolerant, indifferent, and follows a strict and almost rigid rhythm of life. Changes frighten him, so he refuses any changes.

As for Queen Rufu, she is a woman unwilling to be lonely. She likes the sensuality of London and the admiration of men. She occasionally has a few romantic marriages.Later, as Rose grew up and Rufe aged and waned, she took an unusual interest in gossip, perhaps as compensation for not being a part of it.

Whenever she spit out those gossips and scandals from her thin lips, her whole thin face lit up.She doesn't care about others at all, she just makes fun of them as a joke, or is superior, playing with them with words for fun.

"People with thin lips are fickle" has been used rotten in countless romance novels, but it still continues to exert its truth.

Mr. Randolph Bukett and Mrs. Ruph Bukett are not in love at all. Their marriage is a typical combination of interests.In fact, Ruf played a little trick that made Mr. Buckett have to marry her.Thankfully, neither of them cared much for each other, so they tolerated and restrained each other more.

These did not affect his love for his daughter in the slightest, although the British are not very good at expressing their feelings.

Thank goodness for my mother Xing, in such an embarrassing family (although many families follow this model), I finally stumbled and stumbled to grow up, it was really not easy, gratifying to congratulate.

14 years old, has reached the age to enter the social circle.

It's just... Rose, who entered puberty, swelled up like a cake in an oven.

The person in the mirror is more and more like the strong heroine in the movie "Titanic":

On the snow-white face, the freckles had hidden traces unknowingly, but the cheeks and chin were rounded as if inflated.Squeeze the lower abdomen and stomach, the swimming circle is brewing and forming.I touched my arm, but I couldn't pinch any bones.Poke the face again... such a thick layer of fat!Touching her breasts again... In her previous life, she was ACUP, facing the breasts that had developed from A to B and then to C, and was about to break through D... There was only one sentence of emotion: Why is Nima so heavy!Seriously affect sports ah there is wood!It's even more uncomfortable wearing tights!There are no bad reviews on the middle finger!

Give me back my small and convenient flat chest, which is not easy to get breast cancer!

Give me back my black long straight which is never messy and knotted!

Return my slender arms that are envied and hated by my friends!

Give me back my willow slender waist of one foot seven!

Mother Star, you should say something, Mother Star!You're making a statement, mother star!

The mother star expressed its position: getting fatter and fatter~~~~~~

Seeing that it is better to seek her mother than herself, Rose's nerves instantly shifted her focus: losing weight.

Riding horses, walking, shopping... She thought she was exercising enough, so she blamed the high calories of the Western diet for her weight gain.

It's just... Whenever Rose makes up her mind to control her diet, the food on the table seems to be extraordinarily plentiful, as if the whole world is fighting against her weight loss plan.

For example, for breakfast this morning, she originally planned to control her food intake, but found that Mrs. Cook's cooking skills were getting better and better... For example, last night, Rose ordered the cook to make curry for breakfast.

How can you lose weight if you don’t eat well if you’re full, right?

There was no need for a servant to serve breakfast. Mr. Black stood at the dining table like a cedar tree, his thin silver curly hair contrasted sharply with his straight black dress, and he was as silent as the portraits on the wall behind him.When the master and miss have something to ask, the butler will answer in a cadenced and concise manner.

Before crossing, he drools at Sebastian in "Black Butler"; after crossing, he harvests a Tanaka.

Rose wore a moon-white dress, tied up her hair casually, and quietly ate the poached eggs on the plate.

Breakfast is as simple as ever.Steaming black tea in a Chinese-style white porcelain pot, snow-white tablecloth, crystal clear glassware, silver knife and fork, tall piles of grapes, apples and pears, shiny jam and pudding in glass jars , golden toast on a silver shelf, the aroma spirals into the nose.

Mr. Bukett has a long and thin face, a tall and straight figure, and his body is a bit fatter in middle age.Wearing a dark tie, with a handkerchief tucked in his left breast pocket like all noble gentlemen, he greeted his wife: "I can see you at breakfast time, Rufu, you are a rare guest in this room."

Lu Fu snorted softly, poured black tea into the white porcelain cup in front of her, and said lightly: "The servants are too noisy in the morning, I can't sleep."

"My lord, it is very inappropriate to discuss this matter at the breakfast table, but I think it is a good time since the madam has proposed it." The butler stood up and suggested, "Except for the valet and the valet, there are only two in Rose Manor. The servants serving meals, two maids and a handyman, are so understaffed that the dignity of the manor has become difficult to maintain..."

Mr. Buckett intervened in the butler's chatter: "Are you trying to convince me to increase my staff again, Blake?"

"That's what Blake meant. You can't let the maids wear white hats, long gray skirts and white aprons to serve the meal." Rufu's thin fingers slightly curled up, spreading the jam on the golden, steaming toast.

Rose questioned: "But there are too many servants, which poses a great challenge to management and efficiency." What's more...the family's financial situation is not good, as can be seen from Mr. Bucket's frown on the accounts.In the words of the mother star, it is "the outer shelf has not yet collapsed, but the inner bag is all up."

Luf said condescendingly: "It is the duty of nobles to provide jobs to the society."

"Otherwise, where is the value of aristocrats reflected? Right, mother?" Rose whispered, she didn't look at Rufu, her gaze was fixed on the wall directly in front of the dining table.

There is a huge oil painting hanging in the middle of the wall. The curly-haired man riding a horse in the painting is the first baron of the Bookett family. He built this ancient Rose Manor by himself.Small oil paintings with beautiful frames are scattered all around, all of which are the characters of the Bookett family.They may be famous, they may be majestic, or they may be rich...all of them have disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only portraits, silently watching future generations.

Estates offer a lifestyle.Starched collars, polished silver plates, perfectly placed knives and forks, neatly manicured lawns, afternoon teas, dinners, and garden parties... nobles and servants, because of this The existence of lifestyle seems to become more meaningful.

But this elegant way of life has been alienated into a rigid precept that cannot be profane at all, and a tool to exclude others.Pronunciation, clothing and habits, the slightest mistake, will be scorned and ridiculed.

Perhaps, this is the way the declining aristocratic class uses it to create a sense of presence.

To tell the truth, Rose liked this old, rural, English-style farm near the sea very much.There are no high-rise buildings to spoil the scenery, no chimney pipes to peep, no London sensuality and carnival, the air is fresh and humid, and the leaden sky has never oppressed the mood.

But she doesn't like this strict, normative, perfect lifestyle that doesn't allow the slightest transgression.

But it is difficult to break free.

Britain at the beginning of the [-]th century was still a strictly hierarchical society, and people followed strict hierarchical norms in terms of job selection, socializing and intermarriage.The upper class, the middle class and the working class are clearly defined and never confused.The upper class is superior, the middle class is respected, and the working class strives for rights and interests.Even in the way of speech, the upper class also strictly distinguishes itself from other classes. Words such as "pardon" and "dinner" are regarded as thorns in the eyes and thorns in the flesh by the old-school nobles.

Of course, the Industrial Revolution gave birth to a group of new rich people who did not have aristocratic blood—the "new money" in the mouth of Queen Rufu—who became rich overnight through investment and speculation.In order to show off their wealth and strive for status, the wives and daughters of these nouveaux riches dressed in fancy clothes to go out to social occasions and entered the upper class.

The traditional and old-fashioned nobles and gentry both envy and look down on this group of upstarts.The noble gentry's job is to manage land and manors, and they live a luxurious life by renting out land.Most of them graduated from Eton, Oxbridge, and spent most of their time reading, socializing, traveling, hunting, and various hobbies and eccentricities.Aristocrats value hobbies and despise occupations, and even think it is indecent to go out to work and use their skills to make money.Because of poor management, many people had to rely on the sale of real estate for a living.Their castle has been in disrepair for a long time, and the facilities are outdated. In Nuo Da's house, the family is shivering with cold in winter because they are reluctant to turn on the heating. In summer, the roof leaks but has no money to repair it.

They not only envy the wealth of the upstarts, but also look down on the upbringing of this group of people.

Changes are encroaching in a state of encroachment. People who adapt to the changes live more and more nourishingly, while the stubborn ones can only complain about the new world and miss the old days.

Rose has traveled to such a society.

She still has the blood of a new type of female man in the 21st century flowing in her bones, which makes her not appreciate the so-called "nobility".Of course, there are many gentlemen of Mr. Bookett's moral character among the nobles, but such qualities are by no means inherent virtues of this class.In Rose's view, the British aristocrats are rigid, arrogant, self-righteous, behind the glory and luxury, "blood and dirty things are dripping from every pore".

——Let’s just talk about the notorious “Land Enclosure Movement”: the gentry, the nobles and the bourgeoisie united to seize the land of the peasants by cheating and abducting, forcing them to leave the land they had lived for generations and flood into the cities to become hired workers.Although it has greatly promoted the accumulation of capital objectively, it cannot obliterate the fact that the aristocrats committed atrocities.

On the parent planet, only they know the worse and dirtier things!

Fortunately, Rose is very clear-headed, she knows, just like the Jia family running wildly on the road that is about to collapse, even if Wang Xifeng only covers the sky and seeks money and kills, even if the wives have already become fish eyes, the daughters in the Grand View Garden They are still made of water.Any class has a bright side and a dark side. The darkness of the aristocratic class is exploitation, oppression, deceit, betrayal, pleasure-seeking, and self-satisfaction. Touching is a lack of education.

On the eve of the big change, the entire upper class is still immersed in the old dream.The days in the manor are like a large satin, smooth, luxurious, slow-paced and unchanging.Time flows slowly, people take it easy, life is peaceful and peaceful, with huge inertia, and the price to pay for change is too high, and continuing this kind of life will make you have no worries about food and clothing.Generations of ancestors lived, aged, died, died in this house. If there were no accidents, if there were no major changes, such as wars, such as technological revolutions, maybe she would live in peace like the ancestors of the Bookett family. Si, buried here.Her descendants will be like this, generation after generation, living, dying, continuing the rituals and glory of the ancestors, exploiting and filthy.

The butler took the newspaper and brought it to Mr. Bucket, saying: "Your newspaper is ironed, sir."

Mr. Bucket thanked him and read it as usual.

"Why are newspapers ironed, Daddy?" Rose asked curiously, spreading the napkin on her lap.

"In order to remove the ink on it, don't let the lady's hands get dirty." Mr. Black replied seriously when he saw the host's gesture.

See, these complicated and unchangeable etiquettes come from here.At this time, Britain was still a society ruled by the aristocracy, and it needed to do its best to maintain its luxurious life and superior status. Etiquette and upbringing were very useful tools.It can promote a sense of superiority and distinguish one's own people from other classes.

"In front of you is... Indian curry rice? Is such a spicy food suitable for morning, baby?" Mr. Bucket looked up.

"I just want something spicy, dear dad." There was still a fire under the Indian curry rice, and Rose ate it without caring about her burning tongue.

"It's a strange hobby. Young people's thoughts are getting farther and farther away from us." Mr. Bukett sighed and continued to read the newspaper.

Your old man...can you not express your emotions in such a flat, calm, flat tone.

"Your letter, sir." Tom delivered the letter.

Mr. Bukett opened the envelope with a small silver knife, looked at it and said, "The Basse family invited us to Paris, are you interested?"

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