[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

"Your friend seems to have made some unrealistic imaginations, but she is still a smart person compared to most people." Mycroft watched Charlotte leave with an amiable smile, but what came out of his mouth But you're welcome.

"Don't take yourself as a standard, or you will find that there are too few smart people in this world." Jane took Mycroft's hand. Jane is not yet an adult, and it is hard to misunderstand just by her height.

"Is that a compliment?" asked Mycroft.

"Forget it." Jane said firmly.

"Haha."

"Mr. Bennet invited me and Sherlock to your house for lunch tomorrow." Mycroft led Jane slowly towards an open place with few people, so that others could see them, but it was difficult to hear their conversation .

"So you guys are going back to London?" Jane was very familiar with Mycroft's way of thinking, and she immediately thought of Mycroft's subsequent actions.

"Yes." Mycroft couldn't help sighing with complicated emotions, "Oh, if only you wanted to open the store in London."

ha?This time Jane didn't understand what Mycroft was thinking, she just thought he had a sweet tooth, "London is not far from Cambridge, you can come here when you have time."

"...That's true." Mycroft sighed again, looking into the distance, "Longbourn is a good place, and the air is good, I'm really reluctant to leave. Alas, if it weren't for the New Year's event, I really want to stay a few more days."

Jane really sympathized with Mycroft, but she immediately thought of another thing, "So why did Sherlock run away from home?"

"Hmm..." Mycroft stroked his hairless chin with his other hand.

At this time, not far away, Lydia pulled Sherlock to run here, and the people next to him looked sideways.

"Jane, Jane." Lydia ran over excitedly. After being glared at by Jane, Lydia finally remembered the matter of getting a lady outside. She quickly slowed down, let go of Sherlock, and pretended that It was not she who was pulling the boy to run.However, Lydia has not yet reached the age of being calm, so she still said to Jane excitedly: "Jane, Mr. Sherlock is really amazing. He doesn't even know Hunter, but Guess that his family has three children and is repairing the house recently, and guess that he just ate the cake. And..."

"It's not a guess, I reasoned it out." Sherlock corrected Lydia's statement without haste.

Jane can completely imagine the process, but when did Sherlock be so patient?It's not that Jane belittles her sister, but Lydia is a little fool in a way, and it's really unexpected to Jane that Sherlock would play with Lydia.

Jane's heart moved, and she suddenly said: "Hmph, I didn't expect you to be quite good at coaxing people, Sherlock, now you don't have to worry about being single for the rest of your life."

Sherlock shook his head sharply, glaring at Mycroft.

Mycroft: I'm not, I'm not, not me!

Sherlock turned away angrily, and Lydia looked confused: What's wrong, what happened? "Xia... Sherlock Holmes!" Lydia stomped her feet and was about to catch up, but she still hadn't forgotten why she came here, "Jane, Mommy told you to go there quickly, alas, I have to find Liz, let's go first It's gone." As she spoke, she rushed towards Sherlock's direction, saw Elizabeth on the way, and then turned to another direction.

Mycroft was speechless for a while, he had a headache, what is this all about!He didn't even want to guess how Jane knew, he didn't even want to ask what she knew.

oh~~

"Mycroft, let's go." Jane pulled Mycroft

Following the direction of the crowd, she didn't take what happened just now to her heart. In fact, Sherlock was quite easy to coax, but it was beyond Jane's expectation that the serious Mr. Holmes would do such a thing. How should I put it?After all, he is a real father, o(●''●)

The theme of today's Meryton gathering is the auction. Meryton holds one or two auctions every year. There are all kinds of things that are auctioned, such as extra puppies, old horses that can no longer be cultivated, sheep that cannot be kept, and raw animals. Rusty old-fashioned shotguns, machines that I wanted to buy but didn’t use later, tableware left by my parents’ death... The machine used by the Bennet family to make potato flour every year was bought at the auction in Meryton that year.

The sun has been pretty good these days, and the ground was half-dried after the snow had melted, and it was only a little muddy. Mycroft took Jane by the arm and slowly followed the big guy to the temporary platform. People around him kept overtaking them, but Mycroft and Jane were in no hurry.

"Excuse me, is that Jane... Bennet?" A young man in a hunting suit passing by took a few glances and suddenly spoke.

"Ah? Ah, yes, may I ask who are you?" After confirming his eyes, it was someone he didn't know...probably.

"I'm Bruce Handcock, remember? We used to learn to draw together when we were kids at my aunt's, Mrs Federee."

Hearing what Handcock said, Jane immediately remembered that there was indeed such a person.

"It's you?" Jane looked the big boy up and down, "You really have changed a lot." That chubby brat was really different when he grew up.

Bruce Handcock was three years older than Jane. Jane and Elizabeth were six and five years old when they were learning to paint at Mrs. Federe's, and Handcock was nine years old at the time. Cats hate dogs. age.Because Mrs. Federe had no children of her own, she doted on her nephew Bruce. It can be said that Jane and Elizabeth did not have a good impression of Bruce Handcock at that time.

But the current Bruce Handcock gives Jane a completely different feeling.Handkerk was wearing a half-new hunting suit and a pair of boots under his feet. He should be already old, at his prime age, not tall, probably about the same size as Sherlock, but much stronger than Sherlock.But Handkerk has the most popular face now, with blond hair and green eyes, with a hint of innocence in his eyes, and two carefully trimmed mustaches on his lips. His suave appearance can fascinate people aged 15 to 65 woman.

"Everyone was surprised when they saw me." Handcock wiped his mustache triumphantly, and then pretended to be modest, "Maybe it's because I haven't been here for a long time."

It may also be that the shadow of the bear child makes people feel scared, Jane complained in her heart.Mrs. Federe's reputation was almost ruined when Handcock was out of the sky.

Handcock was still in high spirits, "You haven't changed from before, Jane." He said familiarly, "You are still as beautiful as before, but I really don't have much impression of this gentleman, may I ask you?"

"This is Mr. Holmes. Mr. Holmes is not from our place. He is the son of my father's friend."

"Hello." Mycroft showed a poor expression.

Sure enough, Handcock immediately lost interest. He simply said hello and turned his attention to Jane.

"I remember there is another Miss Bennet, right? Elizabeth, is that the name? My aunt said that you are very talented in painting. When you don't continue to learn painting, she is quite sorry." Hand Kirk said.

Jane just wanted to say, why didn't Liz and I continue to learn painting? Don't you have any clues in your heart?

"I was admitted to the Philosophy Department of Cambridge University last summer. You know Cambridge University. My aunt always hoped that I could study there. It's a pity she didn't see it with her own eyes." , and in order to save his ears, Mycroft had to interrupt Handkerk.

"Mr. Handcock, we are going this way, do you want to come together?" Mycroft pointed to the place where the Bennet family gathered, but it was not the direction Handcock was going to. De Kock had no choice but to say regretfully: "I'm going there. I'll stay in Meryton for a few more days, um... to deal with some aunt's affairs, and have time to drink tea together, Jane?"

The briefing answered with an awkward yet polite smirk, and Handcock was obviously mistaken, and he jumped away.

Mycroft and Jane exhaled at the same time, and then laughed together again.

"Looks like a face can't do everything," Mycroft joked.Who would have thought that Jane would seriously refute his words, "It's quite an advantage to be beautiful." Otherwise, how could there be a saying that Yan Jizheng is righteous?

uh, huh?It was not the reaction Mycroft was expecting.

"Hi, Jane, Mr. Mycroft, here you are." Mary waved to Jane.Mycroft had to suspend the subject.

The auction is no different from the past. The men are the protagonists, and the women are mainly here to watch the fun. Regardless of whether there is anything they want to buy, everyone is willing to stand here for a while, in order to add some talking points to the subsequent social activities.

But some interesting things did happen. For example, a seven or eight-year-old boy used his pocket money—he might have just made a small fortune—to buy an old horse. It is said that this is a retired horse, but look at it The dead fish eyes are slowly regurgitating the cud, and it is estimated that they will not live for a few years.The boy's father was furious. Isn't this a waste of money!But the boy was very persistent, and he didn't change his mind even when his father yelled at him.

The confrontation between the father and son brought great joy to the audience at the scene... er, no, it was the people at the scene.

In the end, the father was defeated. After all, it was the boy's own money. The father had promised the boy that the money would be at the boy's disposal. Now is the time to fulfill his promise.

From this point of view, this father is still a very trustworthy person.

The author has something to say: Jane: This guy is a narcissist, he looks like a bitch and still thinks he is pretty, o(一︿一+)o, is he as beautiful as me!