Dressing as Anna Karenina's Dame Life

The little rabbit's ears moved, which made Grisha even more happy. He clapped his little hands and said that Mr. Rabbit was very happy, and the childish words dilute the sad atmosphere of parting.

"Then go, Anna," said Oblonsky, putting on his top hat, wiping away tears, and finally blowing his nose, which made Anna laugh.

"Don't be sad, Skiva, we'll be here in summer." Anna hugged Oblonsky and said tenderly, no matter what, he always treated himself well, just like a real brother.

"Oh, yes, it wasn't long." Oblonsky wiped away his tears and let go, and he beckoned to the steward for the driver to bring the car over.

Anna hugged Dolly and Kitty again, and at last she whispered something in the ear of Goldilocks, which succeeded in making the latter blush again.

"I hope that when summer comes, I can directly attend your wedding."

After bidding farewell to everyone, Anna and the others finally got on the bus 1 minute before departure, and she seemed to have heard Grisha's sobs.

"I hope he won't cry for too long," Anna said to herself, and Seryozha, who was sitting by the window closest to the window, turned her head to comfort her mother, "he won't, Grisha is actually very brave, and we will soon Come again." As he said that, he turned his head and glanced at the man again, asking as if confirming, with a little coquettishness.

"Is that so, Dad?"

Karenin looked down at the boy's big eyes, nodded slightly, "Maybe it won't be long."

"Look, mother, we'll be back again."

Anna took Seryozha into her arms, kissed his tender little cheek, and said with a smile: "Mother's darling, you are so sweet."

"Because I belong to you." Seryozha giggled and said sweeter words.

Anushka came over, looked at the family with light eyes, and asked with a smile, "Madam, would you like some hot water?"

"Okay, it should be hotter, Annushka." Anna raised her face and said gently, she remembered that Karenin liked boiling hot water.

"No problem, please wait a moment, madam." After the maid left, Anna patted Karenin on the shoulder, and Karenin looked up from the newspaper and saw her bright eyes.

"What are you looking at, Alexey?"

"Newspaper," Karenin said succinctly.

Anna froze for a moment, and then saw the other party raised her lips slightly, she smiled, lying on the other party's shoulder and grinning smugly.

Seryozha was dissatisfied when he saw his mother and father whispering behind his back. He stood up and knelt on the seat, resting his chin on his mother's back and asked happily, "What are you talking about? I want to hear it too."

Anna quickly turned her body so that Seryozha fell down unprepared, and fell right on Karenin's lap. The latter quickly hugged his son and put his left hand on the back of the boy's head. When he got there, he was about to reprimand him, but seeing the happy expression on the woman's face, he couldn't say anything.

Seeing that the little boy was lying down, Anna made a smirk, and raised both hands to do bad things on the little boy who was about to wriggle.

"Haha...Mom...bad...haha...bad people..." Seryozha was writhing indiscriminately, making a mess of his father's neat clothes, and the persecuted man could only look at the mother and child helplessly. You two, you have to be careful not to let the two of you fall.

Fortunately, this is a box, otherwise it would be too indecent for outsiders to see it. The man who was thinking in his head while being forced to join in this farce shook his head.

There was so much trouble during the day that Seryozha fell asleep early. Anna tucked the blanket for the boy, and gently brushed her fingers over the former's hair. Snowflakes were still falling outside the window, but not big, as if they were Doing the last farewell in winter, after all, it is already spring, and the cold winter has passed.

"Are you sleepy?" A deep voice sounded beside him, and it sounded like a tune in the night.

"A little bit." She said honestly, her eyes were slightly dry, and she yawned again. She didn't know when, she would be able to do various things in front of him, including this inconspicuous yawn.

Just after the beating, the right arm was blocked, the warm, powerful, man's voice sounded again in the night.

"Go to sleep then, lean on me and rest for a while."

A beautiful smile appeared on her face, she looked at the other party with bright eyes, straightened her upper body slightly, and pressed a kiss on the corner of the other party's mouth.

"You are so kind, Alexei." She said with a smile, leaned obediently on that strong shoulder, rubbed against it like a small animal, and sighed contentedly. When she came, it was a person with a There is a teacup on the chair, and a pair of eyes can only stare out of the window in a daze. I always thought it would be like this, but now it is different. They are three people, so close to each other. The number three and one become because of this closeness. an integer.

As for the man, the small curvature of the corner of his mouth in the night seemed to ignite the darkness, he smiled silently, moved his arms, and brought them closer together.

The distance from Petersburg to Moscow is obviously the same as from Moscow to Petersburg, but this time both of them feel that the distance from Moscow to Petersburg seems to be closer...

As soon as he arrived at the station in the morning, Karenin was called away when he got off the train. He was a young man with curled-up hair. He spoke in a nasal voice, but it seemed that he had a cold. Watching the other party leave in a hurry, Anna didn't even know the boy's name.

"It seems that things are a little difficult," she said to herself, and Seryozha next to her tugged at her sleeves and said with wide eyes, "Mom, shall we go home first?"

"Yes, baby, your father has something to do at work. Let's just go outside and take a carriage to go back. Your father has already told them to come pick us up."

"Oh, I miss them so much," Seryozha said cheerfully, rolling his eyes. "Kapidonitch always has a lot of strange things in his belly, and I miss Maria Yefimo too." Ivna's little cakes, and Varisi Rugić, a good governess though he's a little nagging and serious..."

Listening to her son's rambling words, Anna suddenly realized that her little baby was actually a gossip king. It turned out that he was not in the study sometimes to listen to those things. She wanted to laugh a little.

The coachman yelled, the bell on the horse rang twice at last, the carriage stopped, and the maid Annushka came down from behind, trying to help his wife down, but was refused.

"It's okay, Anushka, I can do it myself." Anna waved her hands and got off the carriage, then turned around and hugged Seryozha, who stretched out her small hands, with some difficulty.

"Ma'am, you are back!" This sharp and joyful voice belonged to the butler Kearney.

"Long time no see, Kearney, how are you doing?" Anna brushed her hair and asked.

"I have to say that this house is always missing something without you and the young master, and the snow in the backyard has melted." Kearney said with a smile.

"Yeah, I didn't feel as cold as Moscow when I got home." Anna smiled and loosened the scarf around her neck.

"Hello, Grandpa Kearney!" Seryozha called sweetly.

Kearney looked down at the little boy and smiled, "My little master, you look taller again."

"Really!" Seryozha was a little excited. He turned around and let his mother take a closer look at him. He opened his big eyes and asked excitedly, "Mom, have I grown taller?"

Anna smiled at the corner of her mouth, roughly compared the boy's height, and nodded, "Yes, baby, you have grown taller, and I think you will continue to grow taller. I may not be able to hold you in another month."

Can't hold it, this is a serious question, Anna didn't know that her words made the boy entangled.

During lunch, Seryozha didn't eat much. Anna thought it was because the child had no appetite after taking the train, so she didn't care. She just asked the kitchen to prepare some snacks for him to eat when he was hungry.

Countess Lydia came in the afternoon, she didn't change at all, she was still in a hurry, she took Anna's hand and kept nagging about how ruthless those old-fashioned people were, and how Anna's husband Karenin was. Caring, and said that the cotton clothes and relief food have been distributed, how touched she is by the smiling faces of the children, and so on.

Anna smiled and listened to the woman's words. It is true that Countess Lydia is not a beautiful lady, but there is no doubt that her heart is noble.

Seryozha didn't like this nagging lady very much, he liked to hear interesting things, and as long as this lady was around, he couldn't help repeating things, so he had a fight with his mother. He said hello and went out.

He was not yet in the world of classes, he had to find something to do for himself, and it would be much more interesting to listen to the concierge Kabydonitch.

"What's the matter, Kabidonitch, did that work last time?" The boy ran up to the doorman with a blushing face.

Kabidonitch looked down at his young master and grinned, "Of course, I said earlier that this will definitely happen."

Seryozha wrinkled his nose cutely. He fastened the wooden buttons on his royal blue jacket and asked, "Did the bandaged officer come over a while ago? Did Dad see him?"

"Yeah, I'm here. I've been here several times. At first, the master didn't agree, but on the day he was going to Moscow, he suddenly asked me to send a telegram to call the official. When he came out, he was very red-faced. It should be It is done," said Kabidonitch cheerfully.

"That's really strange, not like Dad's style." Seryozha continued to struggle with the buttons, and he frowned to express his opinion. The bandaged official had been here six or seven times. Every time he returned in vain, but his tenacity really surprised Seryozha and the porter, so they were very concerned about the matter.

"I'll help you, young master," said Kapidonitch with a smile.

"Okay, thank you, Kabydonitch." Seryozha walked in for a while, put down his hands and said gratefully, he is not quite like Karenin in this point, if it were Karenin, he would definitely spend a day by himself I don't ask others for help when I get it done, but the boy doesn't mind.

The concierge finished buttoning the buttons in two or three clicks, straightened the hem of the clothes for him, raised his eyebrows and said, "This dress is really nice, you look great in it."

"Oh, you can see, it's a gift from my aunt in Moscow," Seryozha said cheerfully, rolling his eyes.

"By the way." As if thinking of something, Seryozha looked at the porter with some awkwardness and said, "Do you think I'm fat?"

"What?" Kabidonitch thought something was wrong with his eyes and ears, and he asked subconsciously.

"Seryozha, I think it's time for you to go to class." A drawn-out shout stopped the boy from speaking, and he pouted, said goodbye to Kabidonitch, and left, leaving The porter pondered that sentence there.

Sitting on a chair in his study, Serezha began to take a serious lesson with a quill in his hand, but he couldn't help but want to twist for a while.

"Seryozha, don't keep moving." The governess Vasily Rugić was a serious man with a sparse chin beard and glasses like most teachers, his seriousness and his Father Karenin is different. Karenin carefully abides by what he thinks is the right dogma. This teacher is indeed very rigid, like an old antique, but he has a good heart and never punishes the students. He just frowns and then Once again, I warned him about the wrong things. The most important thing is that he is indeed knowledgeable, and of course it is only limited to those traditional knowledge. He does not agree with some current ideas at all.

Vasily Rugić’s tone of voice was as if it had been planned for hundreds of years. It was very boring. Serezha had a hard time studying, but he couldn’t object. This boring way of teaching made his test scores natural. Not much, the quill in his hand stopped moving at the thought of these.

"Seryozha, you have to concentrate." The man's voice sounded without any ups and downs.

Seryozha sighed inwardly, sat up straight and continued listening to the class.

The maid came again to make a mistake, and Countess Lydia finally said that it was almost the same. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, held Anna's hand and said, "Dear Anna, I have something to ask you. "

"What's the matter, Lydia?"

"One of my nephews is coming to Petersburg, but I have some things that I can't take care of recently. Your son Seryozha is such a considerate boy. I don't know if it is possible to let him come over. At this age Little boys should be able to get along better."

"Of course there is no problem with this. You can send him here." Anna said with a smile. After all, after leaving Moscow, Seryozha was always alone, which was a bit lonely.

"This is great, Anna." Lydia said gratefully, she frowned suddenly, and said hesitantly, "But Anna, I have to tell you."

"what?"

"It's my nephew, who has a bad temper. I'm afraid your Seryozha will be wronged."

She had a bad temper, and Anna didn't pay much attention even after blinking her eyes. She comforted the Countess, "Look at what you said, no matter what, he's just a little boy, and I'll be with them, don't worry."

"That's good." Countess Lydia was finally relieved after hearing Anna's words, and she decided to get up and leave.

After sending Countess Lydia away, Anna realized that it was getting so late, and it was almost time for dinner. She decided to tell the tutor that they had to finish class, and the little guy couldn't be hungry.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door was pushed open. Varisi Lujic, who was wearing glasses, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said hello to Anna word by word.

"Oh, you too, have you learned Serezha?"

"Yes, ma'am, he's a bright boy, but a little inattentive."

Anna smiled, but didn't take this to heart. Teachers always have their own evaluation criteria. In her opinion, Seryozha is really a child who can't be more obedient, and I'm afraid it won't last for a few hours. She couldn't guarantee her attentive attention, and Varisi Ludjich was definitely a good teacher, although he was a little stuffy, and Seryozha complained to her in private.

"Then today's lecture is over, I'll go back first, madam."

"Okay, goodbye, Varisi Rugic."

After asking the housekeeper Kearney to send Varisi Lujic away, Anna opened the door and came behind the boy. He was doing homework, and the amount was not much, but no child would like to do homework. For Serio Sha said it was a bit of a struggle because he had to write his homework stroke by stroke.

What does the little boy's handwriting look like?Anna had never met Anna before, and Seryozha had always given him the impression that he was smart and cute, and not very naughty, but his handwriting was really not that good. Karenin also had a headache, but it was indeed not a day It can be taught in two days, and the only thing that can be done is to tell the son that he will come to check his homework every night, so Seryozha has to take every letter seriously.

There are also some fleshy little hands holding a quill, the dimples on the back of the hand are invisible, and the nails are neatly trimmed. The boy is writing seriously, and he doesn't even notice that his mother has come in.

Anna smiled and stretched out her hand to look at the table, only to see the boy raised his head to look at her, smiled, and put the quill in his hand on the desk, sitting on a chair and hugging her waist, acting like a baby.

"Mom, homework is so hard."

"But we have to learn to grow into a better adult." Anna pinched the little guy's face and said with a smile.

"At this time, I don't really want to grow up." Seryozha shook his head and said pretending to be serious, which made the woman laugh, and raised her finger to lightly poke his forehead.

"Then let's go to dinner first. Your father sent someone to say that he won't come back for dinner tonight."

"Yes." Nodding, Seryozha got up from the chair and hugged his mother's arms, and the mother and son were going to have dinner.

By candlelight, the dinner was sumptuous, and every dish looked exquisite, but Seryozha put down his knife and fork without eating much.

"What's the matter, baby, are you uncomfortable?" Anna asked worriedly. If the meal at noon was because she was too tired and had no appetite, then there is something wrong with not wanting to eat at night. After all, Seryozha has always Not a kid to worry about eating.

"No, I'm full, mother." Seryozha shook his head, trying to control himself not to look at the delicious-looking meals.

This obviously lying expression made Anna confused. She put down the knife and fork and told Kearney to clean up later. She came to Seryozha's side, stroked the boy's hair, and looked at his little face. Say: "Baby, tell the truth to Mom, why don't you eat?"

Seryozha twitched a bit, his face flushed a little, and he murmured, "I just... don't want to eat... I'm full."

The slender eyebrows were furrowed, and Anna held the boy's face in both hands, looking at him with a serious expression.

"to be frank."

Biting his lip, the boy bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Mom, I shouldn't have lied."

Anna softened her expression and asked, "Can you tell me why?"

Seryozha blushed, and finally choked out a sentence, "Because I'm afraid I'll gain weight."

Anna's eyes widened. She had heard this sentence a lot, but it was always heard from those women. They were afraid of gaining weight in order to maintain their figure, but now, an eight-year-old boy told him that he was not She ate because she was afraid of gaining weight, but she couldn't understand it.

"Why are you afraid of gaining weight?"

Seryozha looked up at his mother. Her worried look made him feel guilty. He murmured, "Because you said you won't be able to hold me in another month. I don't want you to stop holding me."

These words are indeed ridiculous, but when the boy said it, Anna only felt distressed. She hugged the boy in her arms, patted his back and didn't know what expression to use to face him, but said softly: " If that's the case, you don't have to worry at all."

Seryozha closed his eyes and grabbed his mother's clothes and said softly: "I know it's silly, but I don't want you to stop hugging me. I like your arms."

"Even if I can't hug you anymore, I will still hug you, as long as you like it. Baby, I like your healthy appearance, and I like you growing up happily. The little boy grows into an adult, and my mother will grow old slowly. Go, these are all natural things, you will grow taller and stronger, even surpassing your father, but my love for you will never change, although I can't treat you like a four-year-old boy at that time The same hug in your arms, but a hug like this one, you can do it whenever you want."

She gently let go of the boy, looked at him tenderly with her eyes, and stroked her eyebrows with her fingers, "Look, how happy I am when I know that you have grown taller and stronger again, my Serio Sha Jian is growing up healthily, and it won’t be long before he can surpass me, I can lean on his shoulders, just like he once leaned on me, this is something that makes me so proud.”

"really?"

"Of course it is true. Every parent expects this. Watching their children grow up day by day makes them happy."

Seryozh looked at his mother, her gray eyes shining with joy and pride, how good she was!He got up from the chair, sat on his mother's lap, put his little arms around her neck, and rubbed against her.

"Mom, I will eat well and grow up healthy and happy. When I grow up, I can carry you on my back and let you lean on my shoulder."

"That's the right way to think about it. Mommy's little boy will grow up to be the best grown-up, beautiful, brave and upright."

"You will always be here, right?" The boy looked at the woman longingly with his big sky blue eyes, and smiled contentedly after receiving the promised kiss.

The author has something to say: Don't guess what a little boy is thinking, so, this figure is not only concerned by girls, but our little buns are also very concerned.Things that adults don’t care about sometimes are actually very important to children. [Serious face] My mother just can’t understand why I didn’t want to go to my grandma’s house when I was a child, because there were pigs, I was afraid, and now I forget why I won't say the reason, but I think it must have been very important to me at the time, so I can't say it.

ps Double Twelve, continue to cover your purse well oo