Jane, Elizabeth and Mary sat down on the sofa in turn, and then Dwyer put the things in his hands on the table.

"This is a little gift, and this is the book that Mrs. Wood asked me to bring." Jane said politely.

"Thank you." Mrs. Mira picked up the gift and opened it. Inside was a box of cookies. "Ah, isn't this the Lily cookie from Hogwarts? It cost money." She showed a gentle smile and seemed to like it very much. . "Bella, Bella," Mrs. Mira called the maid, "make a pot of tea, use this for tea, take the things down."

"Okay." Bella went to the kitchen with the cookie and Dwyer.

Jane was slightly embarrassed, it was obviously a Hogwarts cookie, but because of the lily painting on the tin box, the signature cookie was gradually called "Lily Cookie", and now even Jane can't I don't accept this title anymore.

Mrs. Mira is very curious about the combination in front of her. The girls who are sent to study here are usually the girls who are sent by fathers who want to improve the value of their daughters, and there are also girls who are sent by young rich men who have no face A young lover who wants to sell, or a woman from an upstart family who doesn't want to lose face... But this is the first time to send a sister like this.

Mrs. Mira did not accept everyone for the sake of word of mouth. The Miss Bennets were introduced by Mrs. Wood from the "Secret Garden" club. Even though she felt that they were more secure in all aspects, she still had to see them with her own eyes. .

Black tea and desserts were brought up. The Lily cookies were relatively big, and there were two on a plate, one original and one cocoa.

Mrs. Mira picked up a cookie and took a bite. Well, it tastes so good. Her mood improved a lot. She kindly asked Elizabeth and Mary about their daily life, hobbies and studies.The two little girls were nervous at first, but gradually relaxed.

Mrs. Mira was still surprised to learn that they had taught themselves Latin, French and mathematics. Then she asked them a few math questions and had a short conversation with them in French and Latin.

Elizabeth and Mary were still ashamed of their stammering Latin, but they didn't know that Mrs. Mira was also secretly surprised. Such a learning and reading volume, it would not be surprising if a lady from a rich family consciously trained her from an early age—— Generally speaking, the average young lady learns things that have more performance and appreciation or practical value, such as musical instruments that can be played in front of everyone, singing, painting, like a vase, or some things that are needed for interpersonal communication—— Like the Miss Bennets who have learned such a level purely in knowledge... It also completely subverted her imagination of the education level of the Bennet family.

"So." Mrs. Mira asked kindly, "What do the two ladies want to learn from me here?"

Elizabeth and Mary looked at Jane together.

Mrs. Milla understood that this is the one who can make decisions. She looked at Jane, and put away the kindness on her face. "So, Miss Bennet?" She asked Jane, "Your hope?"

As if she didn't see Mrs. Mira's face, Jane smiled and said, "I hope Elizabeth and Mary can become real ladies."

This is difficult to say, not difficult to say, to some extent it can be said to mean "you can figure it out", Mrs. Mira didn't continue to ask, she nodded, thinking about it.

"Mrs. Mila, may I write to my sisters?" Jane asked again.

Mrs. Milla's eyes widened slightly, not to say that she couldn't do it... but no one had ever asked for it, and why, Miss Bennet really cared about her sisters.

Mrs. Milla smiled and said, "Of course." She stood up and went to the desk to write for a while, then cut a piece of paper with a paper knife, folded it, and handed it to Jane. "Here's the address," said Mrs. Milla, and Jane took it and looked it over, then put it in her pocket. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Milla."

Soon it was time to leave, and they had to leave early, otherwise it would be dark in the village where they were attending classes.

Mrs. Milla gave the three sisters a few minutes to say goodbye.

Elizabeth didn't think it was very necessary. The mood that should be said had already been exhausted at Mrs. Wood's house. Why do you always feel emotional after saying it over and over again?She is now jumping at the next three months.

Mary was more sentimental. She had never left home, and she still felt uneasy about spending three months with strangers in an unfamiliar environment. Jane promised Mary that she would write to her, which made Mary feel better.

Leaving Mrs. Mira's hut, Jane took Dwyer to the market.Although Dwyer is strong, but his heart is weak, Mrs. Wood has made a fuss, so Jane decides to hire a small worker.

There are always people wandering around the market waiting for temporary work. Generally speaking, since these people cannot get long-term moving jobs, they are either in poor health or too young.Even for the sake of safety, Jane usually only looks for boys in their teens, but today seems to be a little different.

"You, boy, come with me." The tall maid pointed to a tall and thin boy with red hair who lowered his head and bent over. He was probably about 20 years old.

The other boys next to him looked at him jealously, and the more clever ones stepped forward and tried to go over Dwyer and said to Jane directly: "Miss, hire me, I am familiar with this place, and I have great strength."

"Go away." The maid rudely drove the boy away, "Why don't you hurry over here?" Dwyer said loudly to the boy she appointed.

The boy seemed to be so happy, he looked around in disbelief, "It's you, boy." Dwyer called again impatiently.The boy stepped forward slowly, and followed behind Dwyer.

After walking for a while, Jane whispered a few words to Dwyer, Dwyer turned to look at the boy, and slowly slowed down for the boy to come forward and follow behind Jane.

"Sherlock, what the hell are you doing?" Jane whispered to the boy while pretending to look at the things at the nearby stall, "What's the matter with your hair?"

"...are you talking to me, miss?" the boy mumbled with an Irish accent.

"Oh, come on, stop pretending, I'm pretty sure I read it right, aren't you tired from walking like this? Or do you have any other plans?" Jane asked.

The boy raised his eyes cautiously and glanced at Jane, and Jane half-turned and looked at him... Well, Sherlock Holmes in disguise is now sure that Jane is not lying, and she really recognized him.

Sherlock straightened up slightly, and asked with Jane's familiar voice annoyed, "How did you recognize me?"

Familiar formula, familiar market, can Jane still tell Sherlock that this original cross-dressing is really nothing after going through the test of future big make-up techniques and PS beauties?

"A woman's intuition."

God damn intuition, Sherlock felt that Jane was perfunctory, she did it on purpose!

Can it be okay?

"But your face painting skills are really average. You have learned body painting, right? By the way, where did you learn makeup?" Jane continued to ask.

Of course I learned it. I specially learned makeup. What's your opinion?Sherlock wanted to say that, but he held back. "Hmph." In the end, he just exhaled.

"Oh, well, don't be like this, um...Actually, I still have some experience in this area, we can communicate with each other next time." Jane used more euphemistic words, but Sherlock didn't feel comforted at all. .

"Don't treat me like a child just because you are going to marry Mycroft, we are the same age." Sherlock said, sometimes he felt that Jane thought of himself as his sister, he didn't like it, even to Mycroft Swift, they are also equal.

"I'm sorry, Sherlock." Jane turned to Sherlock, "I probably want to experience what it's like to be your sister-in-law in advance. By the way, you seem to have said before that you will rely on Mycroft to support you? That's because you plan to live with us , or come to eat every day?"

Sherlock... Sherlock was so shocked that he couldn't speak, how could there be such a cheeky young lady who would say in front of his face what to do after marrying his brother? ()

But Sherlock really thought about what Jane said in his mind.Well... live together or eat together?Jane's craftsmanship is really great. It would be great if she could eat that kind of food every day, but it's fine to live with Mycroft, he's not under control... Wait, why would he want to do this!

Sherlock patted his forehead with a "snap".Jane looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing, Sherlock?"

"It's nothing." Sherlock looked at his hands. Oops, the oil paint was all on his hands. He calmly brushed his hair to cover the place where the makeup fell off.

Jane was in high spirits, "Let me see how you do your makeup next time."

"Okay." Sherlock and Jian Jian waited for a while, and he was still not convinced. He really wanted to see how much better Jane's skills could be. Why was she recognized every time he bumped into her!

But the labor of delivering it to the door should not be wasted. Jane really used Sherlock as a laborer, and finally gave him half a shilling in a pretentious manner.

"Good job, I'll give you a tip if there's more."

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Sherlock: "..."

Given that the social atmosphere at this time does not encourage makeup, both Sherlock and Jane felt that it was better not to disturb the adults, so Professor Beckham had a class that afternoon when they made an appointment.

Sherlock was waiting for Jane in the room, impatient but forced himself to be patient.

Someone knocked on the door outside, Sherlock immediately pricked up his ears, he walked lightly and quickly to the window and looked down, um...it was a man, from Sherlock's angle he could only see his unusually fluffy curly hair.

The maid who opened the door couldn't help but notice the other person's hair, because his hair was really... so thick and curly.

"I'm J Watson. I'm here to see Mr. Sherlock Holmes. We made an appointment." The boy seemed to be concerned about his hair too. He noticed that the maid couldn't help but look over his head, and he blushed. The face roughly touched the hair twice, as if this would make them more docile.

The maid quickly realized that she was being rude, and she let the boy in, "Please wait a moment, I need to make an announcement."

"Okay, okay." The boy said shyly.

"Mr. Holmes, a Mr. J. Watson came to see him. He said you have an appointment." The maid went upstairs and said to Sherlock.

"No, I don't know... wait, oh, yes, I almost forgot about it, we made an appointment, ask him to come up." Sherlock said, and he jumped twice after the maid left. Next, rub your hands together expectantly.

"Here it is, Mr. Watson."

"okay, thank you."

The author has something to say: Jane: Here you go, tip.

Sherlock: ...Thank you so much.

Jane: You're welcome. <( ̄ˇ ̄)/

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I did some research on what the "British Government" is during a break on duty. First of all, I would like to explain that there is no original work, and it was written by Long Face Xia. This article is about the original work, not Long Face Xia's version.

Long-faced Xia called Mai Ge the "British Government", and Mai Ge claimed to be a "little public official of the British Government". According to the reasoning of the two, Mai Ge's position is probably the Permanent Under-Secretary of the Prime Minister. He should take the route of civil servants, so there is no I have worked as the intelligence chief of the M organization, and those who are interested can learn about the British civil service system.

It may be easier for everyone to understand if you change to a company.

The queen is the chairman, the prime minister is the president, and Mai Ge is the secretary to the president. He has no direct right to participate in the company's decision-making, but has relatively great power within the company.For example, Maggie felt that the company needed to install a camera, so he collected information and wrote a report to the president, "The company wants to install a camera. The reasons are as follows, the benefits are as follows, and the cost is as follows." , Find someone to buy something to put on, and then "My brother is also working in the company, put one on his head, to see what he does every day, hehehe." So I put one on the head of Changlianxia.

Long-faced Xia: "Damn it!"

~( ̄▽ ̄~)(~ ̄▽ ̄)~This is my understanding.

Long-faced Xia said that Maggie's "British government" should also have the meaning of satirizing the prime minister... British-style cold humor that is not funny.

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