[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

Mycroft was beginning to feel bored, and he looked around for Sherlock, only to see Handcock pushing his way through the crowd.

"Mr. Bennet, Mrs. Bennet, long time no see." Handcock smiled and showed his white teeth, "God, I saw you all over there just now, Mrs. Bennet, when you and I were young The beautiful lady I saw was exactly the same as she was then, and she hasn't changed at all. Isn't this Elizabeth? Hey, remember me, when you and Jane were learning to paint at my aunt's when you were little."

"Are you... Bruce Handcock?" Elizabeth clearly remembered this guy well.Hmm...that's not wrong. I think Elizabeth and Jane had a bad relationship for a while when they were young. Later, the relationship between the two sisters became better because of the common "enemy" of Handcock. It's really gratifying to wake up.

Elizabeth secretly glanced at Jane. The two of them had secretly teased Handkerk back then, but Handkerk hasn't found out until now, which shows that Jane is quite reliable.

Ha ha.

Jane found that Handcock enjoyed the fun of scaring people. He didn't think he was an annoying person from the bottom of his heart. Maybe he also firmly believed that he was very lovable since he was a child.

Of course, this may also be because Mrs. Federe gave him a wrong self-perception, but now Handcock has such a cute face, and his mouth is as sweet as eating honey. Mrs. Bennet laughed from ear to ear, and then Mrs. Bennet accidentally invited Handcock to dinner at home the next day.

"Mummy!" Jane said hastily, "Daddy has invited Mycroft and Sherlock to eat at home tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

"That's what happened." Mr. Bennet nodded aside.

"Ah, is it? Then..."

"No, no, it's all right, I don't mind at all. Would you mind, Mr. Holmes?" said Handcock.

What else could Mycroft say?If Handcock hadn't been the person Mrs. Bennet invited, he would have gone back a long time ago, but now he can only answer coldly: "I don't mind."

"Who said they don't mind? Why do we have to eat with idiots?" Sherlock was slightly irritable, "And it's not just one, a group..."

"Sherlock." Mycroft interrupted Sherlock, "That's Jane's family, you shouldn't be rude."

Sherlock tapped his heels nervously, "Da da da da da..." as if to say "I'm not happy, I'm not happy, I'm not happy..."

When Mycroft and Sherlock arrived at Bennet's house the next day, Handcock had already arrived. He was sitting on the bench with the best light in the living room of Bennet's house, talking freely, surrounded by several people. Little Miss Bennet and Mrs. Bennet sat opposite him, they listened with great interest, and their expressions were exactly the same.Mr. Bennet sat in the armchair next to him, and he also showed great interest in the topic, but fortunately he was quite well-informed when he was young, so he didn't have anything special about Handcock appreciation.

Anyone with a discerning eye can find that Handcock has a lot of thoughts about Jane, but it seems that the heroine herself doesn't think so. She sits beside Mrs. Bennet, showing a slightly polite smile, and she doesn't look like her sister at all. They were as excited as they were, but they also seemed to be very interested in Handcock's words.

"Mycroft, Sherlock, you are here." Jane saw the two brothers for the first time, and as soon as she stood up, the others also stood up.

"Welcome, Mr. Holmes." Compared to Handcock, who is still studying, Mycroft, who has already held an important position in the government, is the distinguished guest. Mr. Bennet took the initiative to greet him and invited Mycroft and Sherlock to sit down. Down.

Handcock also stood up and shook hands with Mycroft. "It's a pleasure to meet again, Mr. Holmes. It's a pity that I didn't have a good talk with you yesterday. I know your name very well."

"Oh, really? Ah, thank you, Miss Jane." Mycroft sat next to Mr. Bennet, and Jane brought tea for him and Sherlock herself.

Handkerk felt that the name of Mycroft Holmes was very familiar to him yesterday. After returning home, he tried hard to recall it, and finally remembered where he had heard it.

"Of course, Mr. Holmes, the former student president, the team you led won No.1 in the college competition. I have seen your name on the college trophy." Handkerk's eyes shone with admiration , obviously the trophy of this college competition is very important.

"Oh~~" Miss Bennet exclaimed in unison.

Mycroft took a sip of tea indifferently, and said, "It's just my humble achievement in studying, and it's my honor that people still remember it."

Handkerk also briefly introduced the college competition, which is an authoritative comprehensive competition among top universities and colleges, and only the top and top students of each college can participate.

"Ah~~" With Handkerk's explanation, the exclamation is much more real now.Mrs. Bennet also felt very honored that the family had invited a big man to dinner.

Sherlock, who had already taken Mycroft's various excellent grades as a habit, only felt that Mycroft was pretending to be "Billy Titty". He secretly laughed at Mycroft, but said nothing on the surface.

The atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

It was just that Handcock's attention was quickly returning to the girls, especially Jane, much to Mycroft's displeasure.Fortunately, Mycroft and Sherlock came here in full accordance with the visiting etiquette (Mycroft: not the same as Handcock's unruly guy), which means that not long after they sat down, there was It's time for dinner.

Mycroft carefully took Jane's arm and walked to the dining room, then pulled the chair away for her gentlemanly, and sat beside her.

Mycroft: V(＾－＾)V

Elizabeth was not aware of Mycroft's little conspiracy, which was related to the Bennet family's not strict table manners. She sat opposite Mycroft, beside Mr. Bennet, and Handcock He had to sit next to Elizabeth, but this way he happened to be face to face with Jane, so it was not bad to think about it.

After Jane came back, the food in the Bennet family has been at the highest level in Longbourn and even Meryton. Not to mention Handcock, even Mycroft and Sherlock have a long-lost feeling of surprise.

The starters were just a few slices of ham, and the soup soon followed...tomato lump soup.Everyone eats more meat in winter, and a small bowl of sour, salty and sour soup whetted the appetite of everyone present.

The side dish is big meatballs, well, that's different, because usually the side dish will be fish or eggs.But when you cut the meatballs, you can see the eggs (>v<). It turns out that each meatball is wrapped with a pigeon egg, which is first fried and then boiled to taste.After each man finished eating, he couldn't help but wipe the gravy on the plate with a small piece of bread, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

The main course is a big pot full of braised pork knuckles, just the smell makes people drool (﹃).Each piece of pork knuckle is cut into a size that is convenient for the mouth.In this hot winter because of the sun, eating this is really perfect.

Everyone was very satisfied with the main course, especially Handkerk. He liked to eat meat since he was a child, otherwise he would not have been so young. This dish really fit his heart.While eating, he praised Mrs. Bennet's craftsmanship. After knowing that this dish was made by Jane, he made an exaggerated expression, and his sweet words poured out like running water.

Handcock said so many unrepeated words that Jane even asked him to study linguistics instead of philosophy at Cambridge University, so Jane didn't notice that Mycroft beside him was depressed, as if his forehead was on his forehead. With a dark cloud.

Handkerk is not a top student, but he loves sports, which can be seen in his size.Handkerk's character and appearance make him very popular among the students, so he knows a lot of interesting things in Cambridge University, and his eloquence is also good. Some boring daily things in his mouth become a joke. A story that made everyone laugh.Jane couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the change of the brat back then was really great.

When Mycroft was in school, all he made friends with were possible future partners. He was a nerd with a lazy personality. He was a person who could sit but not stand, and was too lazy to speak when he could express in writing.Mycroft usually interacts with people with a strong sense of purpose, and he never pays attention to those so-called "interesting things", and he has no friends who are so personal that they can chat and eat at home.

For the first time, Mycroft, who never thought there was anything wrong with this, wondered whether he should expand his hobbies...even for the sake of family harmony in the future.

Vegetables are served after the main course. The cabbage is not made into a salad, but is torn into small pieces and stir-fried with pork belly. There is also a spoonful of chili sauce in the dish, which makes people want to eat it again. It is really hard to stop.

Sherlock doesn't like spicy food very much, the cabbage is more spicy than he expected, he took a bite of a burrito that was placed in the middle of the table as a staple food, and then it became stiff, the burrito was wrapped with something he didn't like carrot.Of course, there are potatoes, lettuce, and sausages in the pie, but Sherlock's mind only circulates "carrots, carrots, carrots..." He bit the bullet and finished the pie with difficulty, determined not to take the second one.

"Would you like another one, Mr. Sherlock?"

"No, no, thank you."

Lydia, who forcibly cut the line and sat next to Sherlock, seemed to really like Sherlock, and she had been chirping with Sherlock from the beginning.Sherlock chatted with Lydia out of politeness, and then found that the girl couldn't even hear the sarcasm in his words... Tired.

Mary, who was sitting opposite Sherlock, looked at the good show on the other side with a "kind" face, and thought, "It's really great, it's a chance for Lydia to get in touch with boys in big cities, and I hope it can improve her understanding of men." Taste, don't always tell mom about the red uniform." As for what Sherlock thinks, well...that's not important, anyway, Lydia is his sister.