Celebrity House [Anna]

Earl Vronsky lost the horse race and seemed to be depressed for a while. Anna didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he gave up. After all, he was always unilateral and did not respond. For a person like him, he was also proud of him. A challenge, or rather, something Betsy had said.

Although everyone thinks Betsy is a brainless woman, Anna doesn't think so.

Under the constraints of the times, some of Betsy's ideas may not be smart enough, but she is the woman who allows herself to live the most in her position.

After that incident, they would sometimes meet together, such as afternoon tea, but both Anna and Betsy herself agreed that their friendship had weakened a little.

At this moment, what maintains their relationship is only their interests, not some kind of sympathy between women.

Lygia's relationship with Betsy was still not on good terms.

Beautiful women like Betsy look down on Lygia, and Lygia thinks women like Betsy are slutty.The standard for measuring a woman has a ruler in the hearts of these ladies.

Karenin didn't ask any more questions about Count Volynsky. After all, a career madman like him would not spend all his thoughts on someone who pursued his wife.

If it was someone else, it would probably be arrogant, but Karenin would not give people that feeling.

Indecision and suspicion did not belong to Karenin. After that day passed, Karenin's mind was almost entirely on work, and he resumed his original pace, except that he rarely worked overtime.

In the sweltering summer season, there are not many people going to petition. Everyone becomes lazy and seems to be planning to save everything until autumn or winter. Therefore, Karenin suggested that they can go to the manor in the country Take a break from the heat.

"Mother, this is sweet," Seryozha whispered after class.

As Anna's belly gradually appeared, even Seryozha seemed to have grown up several years at once.He has indeed grown a lot. The largest banyan tree in the garden has exceeded the scale marked last year by a lot.

Every day, Seryozha had to touch Anna's belly. Now he knew that just touching gently would not hurt the baby.

Anna didn't know what the previous summer was like, but in the eyes of modern people who are used to air-conditioning, summer in Petersburg is still a bit uncomfortable, so Karenin's proposal is almost like a summer breeze, which is really touching .

"He is my husband and your father. Why not love us?" Anna said with a smile, combing Serezha's curly hair. It was too hot, and Serezha looked like a little Dutch long Hairy poodle, it is inevitable that his hair will be wet with sweat during class, because he has started to learn how to ride a horse now.

Seryozha covered his face, sometimes he felt that he could not accept his mother's straightforward words.

They packed their luggage with the help of the housekeeper, and then went to the house in the country.

It is said to be the countryside, but in fact it is just a suburb. Compared with the real poor, this place is a paradise.

The shade is lush, the river is sparkling, and the sky blue villa is located on the green lawn. Compared with their residence in Petersburg, the tone is softer and more elegant. In the courtyard, there are rose-red briars blooming just right. It is Yunina It is said that it was her younger sister Anuska who asked people to come to take care of her in advance.She is indeed a careful girl.

Anna had promised Yunina before, and with Karenin's help she made it.

She originally wanted to leave a way out for herself, and wanted to have her own place in this era, but now it is no longer necessary.

In the face of those gratitude, Anna didn't feel ashamed, or proud of it.

No matter what her purpose was before, she brought benefits and benefits to them, and it is the same for herself, so she does not refuse the added value, but if she makes herself Wearing a mask to do things she doesn't want to do is not what she wants.

After all, she is very satisfied with her life now, so there is no need to bother.

Karenin would not know these thoughts of his wife. What Anna told him would only make him respect and love her more. As for other things, he would not think about them between husband and wife. God teaches people to be kind and tolerant, and Now he wants to say that he loves his wife and loves her, so what else needs to be considered?

Anna thinks that sometimes people really have to be grateful, for example, she is living in abundance now, and she does not need to work in exchange for food.

In the past, Anna would not think so.

But now, she began to have this idea.Whatever the reason, she discussed with Karenin and donated some money to repair the school here.No matter it is very beneficial to Karenin's work or himself, as far as Anna is concerned, the hidden little secret in her heart has also been realized, and these things cannot be shared with others.

Even if she loved Karenin, it didn't mean she had to share everything with him.

There are always some things that will not change. Acceptance and tolerance do not mean abandoning yourself. Occasionally, those little tentacles will still pop up, being mean to others and yourself, but no matter what, life is always happier.

The weather was July, the rain was coming quickly, Karenin went to the town, and Seryozha was just having a French class, and they brought their governess, a young woman with long limbs and unattractive features , but with a unique temperament.

She was very kind to Seryosha, and she would not overstep her own status. She was a teacher with a teacher's morality, and she was reserved and polite in private. It is said that Srudin had a good impression of this lady, but in Anna's opinion, Susan Definitely prefer Flamekill.

Yes, speaking of Flamekill, he will be visiting today, and it looks like his long vacation is over.

"Ma'am, the guests have arrived."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Because of the weather, Anna prefers to wear light long skirts in private. When the tailor came over, he made some more advanced clothes according to her requirements. The styles were simple, and the materials used were very breathable, mostly in elegant colors. Add a bright silk and satin, and the black hair is pulled up casually.

When Flamekill saw the other party, he couldn't help but admire Anna's beauty.

The maid brought tea, in a fine rose bone china tea set.

Anna looked at Flamekill and smiled: "What gift did you bring us?"

The blond young man also smiled back, tilted his head and said, "I thought you would have a lot to ask me."

"I'm just a woman who doesn't know anything, it's better to show me the gift."

"I shouldn't have said those stupid things. You know everything. Even if you don't look at me, I can remember those words. Sometimes I can't even imagine them. If I don't understand what you said, it's between us now." It's not a delicious refreshment."

Anna smiled slightly: "Don't say it so scary, Mr. Flamekill, I will always only give you delicious refreshments. As for others, they are beyond my guess."

The young man shook his head, then took out his present.

It was a very delicate gadget that Russia did not have.

"In its country, it is both a work of art and a portable medicine. I hope you will like it."

"I like it very much." Anna played with that delicate little thing, and placed it in the sunlight, letting the light refract it. The square and round fonts all over the body seemed to span time, seducing some emotions.

"mom!"

Anna was awakened by Seryozha's voice. She blinked and saw the little boy in sailor suit running towards him with a flushed face. Summer seemed to have no effect on a child like him, and he was always full of vitality.

Seryozha first touched Anna's hand, and then said sweetly to Flamekir: "It's been a long time since I saw you, sir."

"You have grown a lot, Seryozha," said Vlamekir, smiling.That sentence made him happier than giving Seryozha a donut.

"I'll grow taller!" he said excitedly.

"Want a present?" said Flamekill.

Seryozha's eyes sparkled: "Will you give me a gift?"

Vlamikir smiled and gave him Sergey's gift, which was a very good set of soldiers, completely different from what Sergey had played before, and there was even a sand table set for simulation.

After sitting for a while, Flamekill said he was going to take his leave.

"You can wait a little longer, Alexei will be back soon." Anna said, and Flamekill shook his head and smiled, "Let's wait until we officially go to work."

After Karenin came back at night, Anna told him about Flamekir. The man looked at her calmly and said, "You know?"

"No, I don't know, I'm just an ordinary wife." Anna chuckled and went upstairs.

Karenin stayed where he was for a while, and then went upstairs. He found his wife was taking out a silver dress from the closet. When he saw him coming up, he said, "It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to wear it."

"Why?" Karenin walked up to Anna.

Anna compared the dress to herself, then frowned slightly: "This is the dress I was planning to wear to the prom next month, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wear it this month."

She had considered that she was pregnant before, so she asked the tailor to make the dress bigger, but what she didn't expect was that her stomach would swell like a balloon during this period, after all, she was never pregnant.

"it is very beautiful."

"You can stop embarrassing me, sir." Anna complained.

Karenin smiled slightly, then said: "You can wear it now."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Before long, in the hall of this villa, bright lights were lit, and the servants were ordered not to disturb them.

Seryozha put on an exquisite dress, sat in front of the piano, and played the tune with a somewhat immature technique, while in the center of the hall, his parents were dancing slowly.

Anna looked at Karenin with a smile on the corner of her lips.

"I didn't expect you to have such romantic thoughts."

"I don't know if it's in the realm of romance, where I suggested it was the most logical thing to do under the circumstances."

After listening to the other party's words, Anna tiptoed slightly and kissed the corner of the gentleman's mouth.

"my husband."

Anna turned around and waved to Seryosha. The little fellow was covering his eyes with his fingers, but when he caught a glimpse of Anna waving to him through his fingers, he ran over cheerfully.

"Father, hold me," said Seryozha, because Anna could not bend over now, and he was not tall enough.

Karenin picked up Seryozha.

Anna held the little guy's face and kissed it.

"my son."

The boy giggled, the man showed a faint smile, and Anna placed her right hand gently on her stomach. Now, they are all looking forward to the birth of this child.

Whether it is him or her, if you come to this world, what is waiting for him or her is happiness.

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The author has something to say: Thank you for your support all the time (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～There will be a side story later

I've been busy recently, and I wanted to reply last week, but I couldn't transfer it, so I didn't reply.

Like I set before, I hope this is a complementary story, and I always feel that there is something to pay for.Life may give you more hardships than others, but as long as you don't give up, life will always get better and better.When I just graduated from university, there was a period of time when I was very sad. I had to go to bed at one o'clock every day and wake up at six o'clock in the morning because of many things.Very unhappy at work.After eight months of hard work, I learned a lot. At that time, I didn’t dare to resign. Being alone in other places was very sad, and resigning meant turmoil.It's slowly getting better now.

I belong to the kind that was too happy before the age of 20. I didn’t have many basic skills, and then a big wave hit, and I had to learn everything by myself. The process was very difficult.But looking back, sometimes I still feel that I am lucky, my limbs are healthy, and I have survived slowly.

This story is over, the next story I want to write about their 14-year-old marriage is the core of the "courage" I need most in the second half of the year :)

New pit:

☆, the extra angel in Karenin

That winter, they had a daughter who was born in a warm place.Just as Karenin promised, they would go to a warm place every winter until the second year.

The afternoon sun soothed her skin, next to the rattan cradle, Seryozha teased his little sister, chatting, just as he promised, he was the best brother.

Karenin came out of the room with the sleeves of his shirt rolled up slightly, still meticulous, and accompanied her in tending the flowers and plants.

Light purple, goose yellow, a small pink and tender flower, swaying in the wind.

The man's hair gleamed in the sun.

There is no three-piece suit, simple and natural.

Anna likes Karenin like this, but at the same time, he also loves another side of him.

"Are you bored?" Anna asked.

"I'm still working." Karenin said, pinched a little dirt with his fingers, sniffed it lightly, and frowned.

"They don't smell good," Karenin said regretfully.

Anna laughed: "You can't ask them to look good and smell good. A person can only focus on one thing well."

Karenin glanced at her: "Are you saying I can't put so much pressure on Seryozha?"

"I didn't, I was just talking about flowers." Anna glanced at him and said, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed from the corner of her mouth.

"mom!"

Seryozha's voice was full of surprise, and the couple looked over, only to see Seryozha waving his arms vigorously and excitedly.

"Milan has spoken, she just called me brother!"

Anna and the others walked over, only to see little Milan in the cradle smiling sweetly, mumbling something vaguely in his mouth, and listening carefully, it really seemed to be calling for brother.

"She's an angel," said Seryozha, and kissed his sister on the cheek.

Milan moved her body and looked like she was about to stand up, and she could walk unsteadily now.

Anna took Milan down and put him on the ground, and Seryozha held Milan's little hand, which he was used to now.

"Da, da." Milan babbled, holding Seryozha's hand tightly with his fingers, and pointing at the place with flowers with his other hand.

"Okay, let's go and see Huahua. Brother will pick any color you want." Sergey satisfies his younger sister's needs completely and unconditionally. He originally wanted to carry Milan over there, but his younger sister seemed to prefer to go by herself past.

"Slowly," said Seryozha, as if guarding a fluffy little duck, the kind that is still walking unsteadily.

Looking at the siblings, Anna laughed: "I see Seryozha as more of a mother than I am, and more of a father than you."

To which Karenin simply said: "Now you can't blame me for repeating the word father in front of her all the time." He complained a bit about his daughter calling her brother first instead of father.

Anna just smiled again at this.

Seryozha and Milan squatted in front of the flowers, and Milan stretched out his hand to pick them.

"We'll just take one, Milan."

Little Milan opened her big blue eyes and was a little puzzled. There are many beautiful flowers here, but why was she only allowed to pick one?

Seryozha, as if he had learned baby talk a long time ago, explained: "If you pick them off, they will be gone, and they will hurt."

Milan still didn't quite understand, but she listened to her brother's words and only took one in her hand.

"This is yellow, this is pink." Seryozha taught Milan how to identify colors. When he said a word, the little guy nodded and repeated a sentence, not knowing whether he really understood or not. But no matter what, you can always get compliments from Sergey.

"Yes, that's great, exactly."

The sun was so warm that Milan leaned on his brother and yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" said Seryozha.

Milan rubbed against Seryozha's arms, and then he was about to slip into Seryozha's arms, still holding the little flower in his hand.

"It's time for you to take a nap," Seryozha said, and then turned to his parents who were talking: "Mom, Father, Milan is sleepy."

"Take her to bed, Seryozha." It was the mother's voice.

Seryozha picked up his younger sister, walked slowly, and arrived at their room not long after. Although Milan had her own bedroom, she didn't want to sleep by herself. Her father said that she could sleep alone when Milan grew up. .

Seryozha himself did not receive this kind of treatment. Kabidonich said that because he was a boy, Seryozha himself did not mind. After all, he also loved his little sister, and Milan was as cute as an angel.

So, in a ten-year-old boy's room, there are still a lot of bows and ribbons, and pink.

Milan is not happy to go to her own little bed, she likes Seryozha's big bed and his blue blanket, and even Seryozha's old plush toys.

"Okay, okay, you can sleep here." Seryozha compromised with a smile. He took Milan's small pillow, gave her a favorite blanket, and stuffed himself into the other's arms like a plush toy. inside.

"Can you sleep now?"

The little angel, who was already holding on, nodded, and muttered something similar to his brother when he fell asleep.

The siblings leaned together and soon fell asleep. When Anna and the others came back, they were sleeping soundly, round and tightly cuddled like chicks that had just hatched.

Anna also covered Seryozha with a blanket so that he would not catch a cold.

"You are the best brother." Anna kissed Seryozha's hair, and the sleeping child seemed to hear this compliment, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Five years later, Seryozha was going to the army, and it would be a long time before he came back.

"I'll give you a gift, and it will be with you when I'm not around."

Then that spring Milan got another friend from Seryozha, a Doberman named Mr. Will.

After his brother left, Milan would often go to the train station in Petersburg, or go to the boulevard, which was their usual place.

Two months later, Seryozha did not come back, but she picked up a sizable civet cat. After discussing with her parents, Milan decided to call her Mrs. Rose. Not long after, her mother and father brought her and Mr. Weir back. Mrs. Rose went to her country house for the summer.

Milan thought: "Now I can wait for Seryozha at the entrance of the village every day."

Karenin sometimes worried about Milan. After all, Seryozha had been away for two months, and his daughter didn't seem to be used to it, but Anna said that there was no need to worry.

In Anna's opinion, Milan was a happy child, she was just not used to Seryozha's absence, and sometimes she even thought it was a miracle that they hadn't spoiled her so much with this child.

When Seryozha was not around, Milan was still a happy child, just like any other child, and she behaved normally except that she did not actively make new friends.

She got up on time, took Mr. Weir for a walk, then went to class, played with the grown-up children who sometimes came to visit from her father, and then went to the entrance of the village to wait for a while in the evening.

Waiting for such a thing does not seem to be a boring thing for a child of her age.

She would bring a book or some straw to read and weave, and sing, and Mr. Vail would lie beside her, and Mrs. Rose would rest against Mr. Vail.

In this way, half a month passed in the country, until one day, Milan saw a boy in half-worn clothes looking at her with strange eyes.

"Why are you looking at me?" Milan took the initiative to speak for the first time.

"You're here every day, are you waiting for someone?" said the boy as he approached Milan.He has been observing for a week, and this lady who looks like a rich family seems a bit strange.

Milan put down the things in her hands, and she beckoned for this boy who was a little taller than her to come over.

"I don't eat people." She said softly, then touched Mr. Will's ear and said, "Mr. Will and Mrs. Rose are also very friendly."

The boy took one look at the way the dog and the cat looked at him, not quite convinced by the definition of "friendly," but he moved closer.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Seryozha."

"Who is that?" The boy was a little curious.

"My brother, he has gone to the army. He has been away for two months and eighteen days. I miss him very much." Milan said, his tone a little melancholy.

"But I promised him I'd be a good boy."

"I won't come back so early when I go to the army, at least I have to wait until Christmas." The boy kindly reminded.

"I know." Milan said, his big blue eyes were as bright as a stream of water.

"You are so weird. If you knew, you should understand that waiting here will not lead to results." The boy said, with a look of "you are such an idiot" in front of the person who disliked him, even though She was indeed beautiful, more beautiful than any little girl he had ever seen.

"You can't blame me, Sergey said it's impolite." Milan softly but firmly corrected the child in front of her to describe her.

"Are you from the city?"

Milan nodded and said, "You can call me Milan, what should I call you?"

"Sasha, don't be so formal, I think it's weird." Sasha said with a grin, and then he sat next to Milan, Mr. Weier looked at him, and Mrs. Rose walked to him with graceful steps, Stepped on the back of his hand.

"Be nice, Kitty, I'm not a bad guy," Sasha said to Mrs. Rose, who lay down next to him, closing her eyes and resting again.

"Mrs. Rose knows that you are not a bad person. She is usually only willing to get close to me." Milan said sweetly.

"It's weird..." Sasha wrinkled her nose, and then swallowed the words.

After a while, Milan heard the other party say that he was bored.

"Oh." Milan was a little disappointed, she hugged Mrs. Rose.

Sasha patted the dust on his trousers, put his hands behind his head, walked two steps and then turned around and said, "Hello!"

"What?" Milan looked back, the sun was shining on her black curly hair, her blue eyes were bright, and she was wearing beautiful clothes that the children nearby had never worn, she was indeed like an angel.

Sasha muttered that he was indeed from the city, and then said loudly: "Come early tomorrow, let's go play!"

"But..." Milan blinked his slender eyelashes a little uncertainly.

"I will accompany you to wait for a while in the evening." The boy lowered his head reluctantly, and when he raised his head, he only saw the girl showing a bright smile.

Sasha quickly turned around and strode forward pretending to be indifferent, muttering: "It really is a lady from the city." But after walking a certain distance, he couldn't hide his joy.

Seeing that the boy was gone, Milan touched Mrs. Rose's ear, and then Mr. Weir's ear, and then said with a smile: "We are not the only ones now. When we go home, we will write to Seryozha. ?"

Mrs. Rose and Mr. Weir agreed.

Milan sang a song and led Mr. Will and Mrs. Rose towards home. She thought: Seryozha has been away for two months and eighteen days, but the time for his return is getting closer .

The author has something to say: Actually, I like the little girl Milan very much.I hope Seryozha is a good brother, and everyone must think he is, right?

This episode finally satisfied my childhood fantasy (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

Let's continue to love each other in the next novel!

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