[Zhongying] Rebirth meets a wizard

When Sherlock and Lydia returned home, there was no one in the living room.

"Miss Lydia, do you need me to prepare black tea and snacks?"

Ruth asked immediately after seeing Lydia, and looked curiously at the two people who were full of joy, especially Sherlock who stood so close to Lydia, she took a few extra glances.

"Not for now, is father in the study?"

Lydia didn't know how strong the atmosphere of joy was around her, and she didn't notice Ruth's curious expression, which was not difficult to detect. She just looked upstairs nervously, which was the direction of Mr. Bennet's study.

So Lydia was unconsciously flustered when she told her father about her marriage.

"Yes, sir is in the study."

Ruth had the wisdom of a maid, she seemed to know something, but quickly restrained her expression, didn't look at Lydia and Sherlock again, and just stood aside.

Of course, none of these escaped Sherlock's eyes, but he was in a good mood now, seeing everything pleasing to the eye, so he didn't care about these insignificant things.

If it's Sherlock who is in a bad mood, he's probably already in mocking mode.

At the same time, Sherlock was not as nervous as Lydia, and he had already obtained the answer he most wanted from his sweetheart.

As for the less important Mr. Bennet, he believed that the would-be father-in-law would put Lydia's will first.

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When Lydia was a little nervous and anxiously pacing at the door of Mr. Bennet's study, John and Mary came over.

When they saw Lydia, the expressions of the two were very consistent. They were both surprised at first, and then made fun of it.

"Lydia, I have to say that you are really a generous girl, just like Sherlock, you actually let him pass."

While John is happy for Sherlock and Lydia, he also teases Lydia.

"Mary, why did you agree to a marriage proposal from a man like John who thinks you are not generous?"

Whenever the sharp-tongued Lydia suffered a loss, she immediately went back with a half-smile.

"What are you talking about, Lydia! Mary is fine with everything! Mary, don't listen to Lydia, she's an absolute slander."

John frowned as soon as he teased, and quickly explained to his freshly baked fiancée.

"John, I'm really worried when you're like this. Even Lydia can't say it. How did you get bullied by Mr. Holmes?"

Mary is not a good person either. After seeing her fiancé's jokes, she didn't tell them, and even worse.

"It's fine if you don't believe her, Sherlock and I are friends, there is no such thing as bullying or not bullying..."

John, who was "bullied" by his fiancée, scratched his head helplessly, but looked at Mary with a silly smile.

……

"Okay, I won't say much. You and Lydia are people with plans in mind. You can decide on your own about the date of the wedding. Just let us know. Stay for dinner today..."

When Sherlock and his future father-in-law walked out of the study, Mr. Bennet thought he would only see Lydia waiting outside the door, but he didn't expect anyone else.

"it is good!"

Sherlock readily agreed.

Sherlock could still be quite likable if necessary, as Mr. Bennet's satisfaction showed.

"I went to find your mother with Lydia, and made her happy. It seems that I'm still busy today."

Knowing that there is another couple, Mr. Bennet smiled teasingly, looking very happy.

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What was it like to tell Mrs. Bennet this surprise?

Sherlock will tell you that when he saw his future mother-in-law hugging his future wife and crying, he thought he was hated, and when he was thinking of a way...

"Mr. Holmes, you are the husband of my youngest daughter, and my first son-in-law! I am so delighted!"

Mrs. Bennet finally took the time to declare her attitude in her own way.

And then went on to weep with joy over Lydia's comfort.

In her mother's arms, Lydia mouth-shaped to Sherlock, who was still a little nervous: Mom is reluctant to part with me.

Sherlock looked at Lydia, who was coaxing his mother and reassuring himself, and nodded, expressing that he understood, looking at the mother and daughter who hugged each other with soft faces.

……

After Lydia coaxed Mrs. Bennet to stop crying and wiped her tears away, the conversation between the prospective mother-in-law and the prospective son-in-law began.

"Mrs. Bennet, just call me Sherlock. It's too strange to call me Mr. Holmes. Is Lydia going to be called Mrs. Holmes?"

Sherlock took the initiative to get close to the mother-in-law-to-be.

"Okay... Sherlock, then you can call me mom after Lydia!"

Mrs. Bennet nodded with a smile. She looked at the gentleman in front of her very seriously, this time with the eyes of her prospective son-in-law.

Without Lydia's wink, Sherlock answered very simply.

"Mother, I will be kind to Lydia."

"Okay, okay... as long as you have the heart, I believe in Mr. Bennet's vision, and Lydia likes you too, that's enough."

Mrs. Bennet still held Lydia's hand.

"It's Lydia, who has grown up without knowing it, so long that Mr. Bennet and I can't help at all. You are capable, and you can persuade me. If there is anything wrong with her, You tell me too, I will teach her a lesson..."

Mrs. Bennet began to cry again as she spoke.

"Lydia! Mom never thought that you would be the first to marry... Why is it you, you are still so young, and you have not been by my side for the past two years..."

"Mother, let's get engaged first, and we are not in a hurry to get married. You can't wrong Lydia in a hurry. If mother is not willing, you can visit her more after marriage. Lydia likes you the most. I can't see you. She is more sad than you!"

Seeing Lydia was also sad, Sherlock saw that her eye circles were also red, and immediately helped to coax Mrs. Bennet.

"That's right! Mom, this is a happy thing! I thought you should be happy to marry off my daughter, but in the end it made you cry twice. What's the matter..."

Lydia choked up and said while wiping Mrs. Bennet's tears.

"I'm happy! Why am I not happy! I just can't bear you. How old are you? You're leaving my side. How do I know if you're sleeping well, eating well, and taking care of yourself? Mrs. Smith isn't here yet!"

Mrs. Bennet stopped crying and hurriedly explained to her prospective son-in-law, but as soon as she explained it, she felt that she really couldn't bear her little daughter, why is she the youngest daughter!

"Mother, I will take care of Lydia, and she is still young, so I can wait two years, so I can spend more time with you!"

Sherlock walked to Lydia's side and grabbed Lydia's other hand.

"That won't do!"

Hearing what Sherlock said, Mrs. Bennet disagreed.

"It's not that there's any difficulty. There's no reason to be engaged or not to get married. This won't work!"

"Mom, I won't procrastinate. We all listen to you."

Seeing that Mrs. Bennet didn't know where she was going, Lydia immediately promised to be obedient.

As for Sherlock, he suddenly felt that being pleasing is not that simple. A woman's mind is really difficult to guess, such as Lydia, such as Lydia's mother...

"Stop teasing me! Being engaged for a long time and not getting married is not a good sign. Lydia's birthday is in the summer, and she will be 17 this summer, and she will be 18 next year, which is not too young."

Mrs. Bennet got into the mood at once.

"It takes time to prepare for the wedding, don't delay the time too late!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After Lydia shook his hand, Sherlock immediately expressed his opinion obediently.

Anyway, it's Lydia who refuses to marry early, okay, he can't wait to marry Lydia earlier so he can feel at ease.

When Mrs. Bennet excitedly wanted to go to the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous dinner for her new son-in-law, Mary brought John over.

Mrs. Bennet knew at once that this was another daughter who was going to be married!

"Okay! Mary, I didn't expect that! Mary, well done!"

Mrs. Bennet was all smiles this time, and she nodded in satisfaction to both of them.

"You are all good boys, go and sit down, I will go to the kitchen to have a look, stay for dinner, don't go back too early."

Let go of the hand that had been holding Lydia, and Mrs. Bennet walked away quickly, ordering tea before the cheerful figure disappeared.

"Ruth, hurry up and make tea."

In fact, Mrs. Bennet went to Mr. Bennet's study room before going to the kitchen. She and her husband were emotional and cried again, and then went to the kitchen to stare at the kitchen while Mr. Bennet was dumbfounded. Damn.

And Lydia and Mary watched their mother leaving excitedly, and looked at each other wordlessly, in a tacit understanding.

John looked at Sherlock with a teasing look, as if to say, Xiao Mian, I am your third brother-in-law.

Sherlock, who immediately grasped the meaning, rolled his eyes, his friend who was already older than himself was still so childish.

Seeing the eye contact between their fiancés and their friends, both fiancées felt that their fiancés were childish.

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That day, Sherlock and John stayed for a dinner full of Mrs. Bennet's love.

After dinner, Mr. Bennet announced the happy news of his two daughters, and fled as usual.

Mrs. Bennet went to find her husband to continue feeling emotionally.

Elizabeth and Katie blessed their sisters after being blindfolded.

If Elizabeth still had some awareness, Katie only temporarily accepted the news after screaming.

Dinner was arranged earlier this day, and the young people planned to go out for a walk.

Six people, three groups, no need to form a team, it will be divided automatically.

Moreover, as they walked, the three groups separated.

Lydia and Sherlock were already falling behind, and the first two groups were quickly out of sight.

In spring, the sun sets early, and you can still see Longbourn under the setting sun at this time. The setting sun is almost invisible, but the burning clouds show that the sun has just disappeared, and the shadow is still there.

Lydia held Sherlock's arm like this, walked slowly, and felt very comfortable in silence.

……

After sunset, night gradually fell, Sherlock sent Lydia back to Bennett's house, and Sherlock said goodbye to Lydia in front of Bennett's house.

The two stood facing each other, feeling that time passed so quickly, they were reluctant to part with each other.

"After all, I accepted your kiss, so...you owe me a kiss."

Sherlock held Lydia's face in both hands, and left a light and shallow kiss on her forehead.

Seeing Sherlock approaching her, Lydia's face immediately turned red, and she tightly closed her eyes.

After the heat, Lydia slowly opened her eyes, and took a sneak peek first, only to realize that Sherlock was still so close.

Looking at Lydia's small expression, Sherlock smiled and let go of his left hand, and his right hand lightly touched Lydia's red face.

Lydia was a little uncomfortable, but liked that Sherlock cared about her feelings.

Such an ambiguous silence finally made Lydia a little unbearable, she pushed away the hand that was sticking to her ruddy face, and her tone was subconsciously coquettish.

"A great detective who is never willing to suffer, right..."

"Yeah, I gave you two hugs, remember to give them back to me."

Sherlock looked at the coquettish Lydia, and sighed again, is this woman in front of him his future wife?so good.

"mean!"

Lydia pouted dissatisfiedly, and tapped the tip of Sherlock's nose in front of her eyes.

Sherlock grabs Lydia's right hand, which seems to be palpable.

"Then how do you calculate it?"

Lydia shook her hand, but failed to shake Sherlock's hand away.

"It should be that we owe each other a kiss."

"That's alright..."

Sherlock held Lydia's little hand and couldn't help but smile at his fiancée who was smiling mischievously in front of him.

"Is it just okay?"

Lydia stared at Sherlock dissatisfied, but it was more like a coquettish stare destined to fail to achieve the purpose of deterrence.

"Is it very nice? My fiancée is just smart."

Sherlock only felt that his heart was soft, and he changed his words without principle.

"Why don't I feel praised, I just feel that you are coaxing me."

Lydia still looked dissatisfied, but her eyes were filled with joy.

"Lydia, what should I do, I am reluctant to leave."

Looking at the lovely Lydia, Sherlock felt that he really didn't want to leave, but it was getting late, and reason and emotion were tug-of-war.

"You also said that you can't speak sweet words, I think you are very good at it!"

Lydia pretended to be dissatisfied, but she couldn't hide the smile on the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes have been telling her joy for her.

"I'm really not good at it, Lydia, what do you think of my proposal to stand under your window overnight."

Sherlock made a somewhat serious proposal, his reason obviously ran away, just now, because of Lydia's eyes...