[Sense and Sensibility] Worth having

Christo's face turned cold all of a sudden, she looked at her mother expressionlessly, and an angry Mrs Dashwood was reflected in her amber eyes.The two were deadlocked for a while before she said, "You rummaged through my things!"

"It turns out that it was necessary for me to flip through your things. I can't even imagine that my child has been delivering letters to the outside world! Think about it, what kind of person would she send her letters to? You Do you know what you're doing, Christo!"

Kristo squinted her eyes, and she didn't mean to stand and listen to the training.So she sat down on the sofa opposite her mother, straightened her back and said, "I know, but I think, since you can be so tolerant of Marianne, you must not care about my actions."

Mrs. Dashwood exclaimed, "But Marianne and Willoughby . . . "

Christo interrupted her: "Marian and Willoughby are in love, but they are not engaged. Why don't you ask them? Playing alone and showing affection, but they are engaged, which is normal What? If they were engaged, how would they tell it widely? Do you think Marianne has such a character!"

"Enough! I'm talking to you about the letter. Don't get involved with your sister. She has never done anything out of line like you. Also, where did you go at noon today?"

"About the letter, I neither sent it, nor could I have that channel. I just practiced calligraphy by myself. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that Margaret used the same paper to practice calligraphy before. ···As for the envelope, it’s just bought together, it’s cheaper, and you can practice calligraphy when you take it apart, is there any problem? Or did you find something else?” This is Chris It was an excuse that had been thought of long ago, and it was reasonable to say so.

Mrs. Dashwood choked at the statement, which sounded as though there were no loopholes.It is recognized that Christo likes English calligraphy. The paper and pen and ink she spends on practicing calligraphy are all deducted from her monthly purchase of accessories. She doesn’t buy extra things, so only she knows the exact expenditure, except In addition, Marianne's score and Eleanor's canvas are all expenses paid by the family. After all, the girls' monthly pocket money is not enough to support those extravagant hobbies.Mrs. Dashwood evidently thought of this too, and she no longer pursued the matter of the letter.

After a pause, Mrs. Dashwood still said unwillingly, "Did you go to see the colonel at noon?"

Christo looked at her in surprise. Although her mother was purely guessing, she actually guessed the two things right without any basis. This is really a surprising thing.She regained her composure, and then replied, "Yes. I've gone to the Colonel."

After hearing this, Mrs. Dashwood's facial expression, which had already softened, immediately became tense again, and she said sternly again: "You should learn etiquette, don't rush to other men's manors Mrs. Jennings knows all about you today."

"How could she know!" Christo almost exclaimed, this may be the most unexpected thing, Mrs. Jennings knows, which means that everyone here knows.It's a pretty scary thing.Chris took a deep breath, she calmed down her breathing, recalled what went wrong, and soon came to the conclusion, she asked almost word by word: "Is it Marianne or Margot?" Lit?"

"I don't think Marianne did anything wrong. Since you did it, you should reflect on yourself." Mrs. Dashwood said with some force, which not only admitted that Marianne did it, but also indirectly expressed her attitude.

Christo sneered, but she only found out today that Marianne didn't dislike her, but was malicious!Don't ordinary families try their best to make things right, but when it comes to her, they speak out directly, even between enemies, it's nothing more than that!

Thinking of this, Christo leaned back on the sofa all of a sudden, as if all the strength in her body had left her.This is her mother and her sister, that's how they are! "Mother, do you think there is nothing wrong with Marianne speaking so directly? I thought that every time she had a private meeting with Willoughby before, we would smooth things over for her."

"Christopher! Don't use words like 'secret meeting' with your sister!" Mrs. Dashwood made the final cut herself.

Christo felt that one of her strings was broken all of a sudden. She always thought that the blackness in front of her eyes was a description, but when this state really appeared on her body, it could even be said that the world was spinning. — Fortunately, she was still sitting on the sofa.

"I think we all need to calm down. Although I am only a younger sister, I think that as one of the twins, I can only say that I supervise each other. If you still insist that Marianne is not wrong, one day she will fall in Here." Surprised, she finally compromised, she put down the bottom line again, just because there is no chance to resist now.

Yes, there was no chance, the Colonel would not be returning from London any time soon, and an engagement could not be made quickly.During this time, rumors will spread to the greatest extent.Mrs. Jennings's gossip was unconscious and unstoppable, Kristall knew very well.Compromise is the only way.

Mrs. Dashwood carefully looked at Christo's expression.The child seemed to calm down all of a sudden. Of course, she knew that what Christo did wrong was only a small part, but what was Marianne's fault? She was just too honest, and no one could blame her for this.

While Mrs. Dashwood was thinking, Christo went up to the second floor.Eleanor and Edward were not at home. Margaret stood at the stairs and looked at Christo stiffly. She seemed to have been eavesdropping for a while and hadn't had time to hide in the room.

Marianne was also in the ranks of eavesdropping. She was eavesdropping openly, and she still held her head up very awe-inspiringly, and she didn't look apologetic after ruining her sister's reputation at all.

Chris looked at her ruddy complexion more, and knew without thinking that she must be pale now.She didn't bother to talk to her sister anymore. She was very accurate in her thinking. There was something wrong with Willoughby. Although she didn't know what the problem was, this kind of time bomb would explode one day. At that time, Just watch the excitement!

She and Marian passed by, with a cold arc drawn at the corner of her mouth.She was disappointed in them all, and believed they were too. Without Eleanor's lubricant, those accumulated problems exploded in one afternoon.She was right, and neither were they.The mistake is, they are not all the way.

"Margaret, are you going back to your room or going out to play with Marian?" Christo looked at the embarrassed Margaret, her voice was a little hoarse.

Do you choose Marianne, or me?That's the question Christo wanted to ask.Margaret doesn't need to know the choices behind the question, she just picks the one she likes.

Margaret also seemed to be infected by this atmosphere. She glanced at Christophe, and then looked back at Marianne. When she saw that neither of them had any expression, and they both looked at her, she felt a little dazed. That's right, right finger.

"I think I'd better go back to my room. Christine, you promised to teach me how to draw stick figures before!" The little girl made her own choice, and Christie showed a softer smile.

"Painting is not a very simple job. You still have some talent in this area. I hope you don't waste your talent." She naturally put her hands on Margaret's shoulders, and stroked her messy hair, and opened the bedroom door.

This is probably the best news she got today, and things are really not going well recently!She pushed open the door and saw some messy furnishings in the room.This is the result of Mrs. Dashwood's reaction. She obviously didn't do a good job of restoring the place, which made the always tidy room look a bit decadent.

Marianne stomped hard behind Christophe, then went downstairs, maybe to find Willoughby, or maybe to talk to her mother, who would care anymore?

"Maybe we need to tidy up. Our room is a bit messed up now." Christo said to Margaret while tidying up the decorations, "Come and help."

Margaret obediently walked to Christo's side, she carefully sorted out the bamboo paper scattered in the drawer, and then asked softly: "Christopher, did you really write a letter? .I saw."

Christo's hand paused, and then continued tidying up pretending nothing happened. "I don't think there's such a thing."

"You're talking nonsense, I know you all think I'm a kid and maybe... a little outspoken. But I also know what to say and what not to say. I know you're writing and I see you Hand over the letter to the servant!" Margaret was very stubborn, she did see it, and she did a good job of keeping it secret.One or two of them think she is a child, all they need to do is to coax her, but children's eyes are also very bright!

"Then why didn't you tell your mother?" The age difference between Christo and Margaret was too great, and she really couldn't remember what a child of Margaret's age would think or do.

"I don't think you've done anything outrageous, have you? I know you've been working hard." Margaret said hesitantly, her face was a little red, but her eyes were bright, looking Some adoring light: "You have a wealth of geographical knowledge, and you can tell stories well. You can also teach me to weave baskets. Have you noticed that our baskets are the most exquisite of all." Christo, You don't know how good you are!

Christo may have many skills, but it is geography or other simple things that can impress a child.She put her hand on Margaret's forehead and comforted her sister.

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