Harriet Smith

Hatfield.

She sat quietly at the dining table, beside Mrs. Godard, while sipping the meal as elegantly as possible, while observing the people who were dining with her.

It seems that all the main characters are here. Great, I got to know everyone at once.

The old gentleman with white hair sitting on the Lord's seat is Mr. Woodhouse, Emma's father.He moved slowly, but he could still see that he was a well-mannered gentleman.Beside her is the glittering, glamorous and radiant heroine——Emma Woodhouse!Being able to see the goddess Emma herself, as a die-hard fan, she almost rushed to ask for a hug and autograph.

Emma is a typical British beauty, with beautiful big deep eyes, long eyelashes, and thin rose-colored lips bent into a beautiful arc.And those slender and flawless hands... Although Harriet was considered a beauty, she was only dwarfed by Emma.

Emma smiled at her... she felt like she was going to bend... Ahhh!

She was infatuated with Goddess Emma when she suddenly saw a certain gentleman glance at her.This gentleman looked like he was in his early thirties-of course, she remembered that he was 37 or [-] years old after reading the book, and it was really hard to tell from his appearance.Dark brown hair, same brown eyes, angular face, with a smile on the corner of the mouth.

This is the actor Mr. Knightley.

Handsome!

So handsome!

The fried chicken is handsome!

He had taken his eyes off her and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

ah!Just this movement is so elegant, so handsome!

She was bubbling with joy.

Just admiring this pair of gods and goddesses, she can squat for a year in this era without toothbrushes, mobile phones, and wifi!

Mr. Knightley glanced at her again.

Maybe she acted like a nymphomaniac. In the book, he even complained to Emma about Miss Smith and giggled...she didn't want to.

She still looked away.

Mr. and Mrs. Weston are nothing special, two very nice-looking people.

And that pretty boy with a little flattering face is the Reverend Mr. Elton.In fact, he is quite handsome, but unfortunately he is far from Mr. Knightley in temperament.

There is also an old woman with long bells called Mrs. Bates, and the middle-aged woman next to her who looks a bit nervous is Miss Bates...

Emma greeted the guests gently, and even Harriet, who should be of "lower status", felt her kindness and hospitality, but at the same time, she didn't make people feel pressured—she was really a girl with high emotional intelligence.When she was in the 21st century, she also liked this kind of Bai Fumei who was born well, smart, kind and kind the most.This kind of calm and self-confidence gradually cultivated in an environment of material superiority and spiritual love since she was a child is something she can't learn in her whole life.

After dinner, they sat around the fire and chatted.Mr. Churchill, whom he had never met before—the son of Weston.There are also some local products, which Harriet doesn't quite understand.

Emma asked about her holiday experiences.Harriet found that the memory of Martin was particularly active in her mind, but now she was no longer the 17-year-old idiot who had just begun to fall in love, but a professional woman who had entered the society for many years in the 21st century. She would not Because there is a certain boy who treats himself well and forgets himself.

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In the next few days, she and Emma became acquainted as described in the book.She became a close friend of Miss Woodhouse's side.

It's not bad to time travel as Harriet, you can get in touch with the heroine so closely, and watch the whole process of the heroine and heroine falling in love.

On the way for a walk, she turned her head, looked at Emma's angelic side face, and smiled with her lips pursed.

Hey, it's a great honor to be able to take a walk with the goddess~ It's even happier than winning 500 million.

The content of their chat is nothing more than things about the boarding school and the people they know together... Emma asked about Harriet's parents, and she also wanted to know, but Harriet really had very little memory of this aspect. Poor, she only knew that she grew up in a peasant family, and after the peasant woman died, she was sent to a boarding school. —Harriet has no curiosity about her own life experience?Or don't want to know?

But now that Harriet was her, New Harriet was full of curiosity about this matter, so she decided to find a chance to investigate it.

Then at one point, they talked about her vacation, and her experiences with the Martins.Harriet's memory of this incident was much clearer and fresher, and she was almost overwhelmed with joy when she thought of it.

But New Harriet didn't intend to talk to Emma endlessly.It just described the warm house of Martin's family, Martin's sisters-her classmates, and how happy she was with them.As for Mr. Martin, she just said: Oh, that is a hardworking and polite boy.

Her experience with Harriet is somewhat similar.Although she has parents, her parents divorced when she was very young, reorganized their families and had children. To them, she is just the bitter fruit of a wrong relationship, and they don't even want to see her.She grew up with relatives and was sent to boarding school in middle school.Universities started earning their own tuition fees.

Therefore, she can understand Harriet's desire for someone to love and have a family, but her past experience also tells her that you should be grateful if someone loves you. Love and marriage are not that simple.

But even so, Emma still pays attention to Mr. Martin—the young girl's keen insight into the opposite sex.

Harriet had no choice but to say: Mr. Martin is average in appearance, friendly to others, very attentive to himself, and occasionally reads...

"Mr. Martin is not interested in you?" said Emma.

"Hehe...I don't think so. He entertained me very kindly and thoughtfully because I was his sister's classmate—and he himself is a kind and hospitable person." She opened her eyes and said nonsense.

New Harriet will not easily confess her life's major events just like that.Not to mention anything else, just rely on Mr. Martin to live with his widowed mother and sisters-Mrs. Martin also loves to show off how good her son is and how proud she is of him.The mother-in-law is suspected of having a son, and there are two sister-in-laws living together. Marrying this person is like challenging the hell mode!

"That might be it." Emma pursed her lips and smiled at her, "Harriet, you are so beautiful, it is normal for Mr. Martin to be attracted to you."

"Oh, dear Miss Woodhouse, don't make fun of me." She smiled and shook her head. "I don't want to get married yet."

"Really? That's great!" Emma smiled and held her hand, showing her beautiful white teeth. "Then we can be friends forever. I'm afraid you'll want to marry him—oh, I can't Can't visit a farmer's wife."

"No. It's not because he's a farmer..." She smiled, "I think... well, maybe it's because I don't have much in common with him."

"That is, you are well-educated. He may be too busy to read books and stay with cattle and sheep all day. He may work hard to become rich after many years, but it is obviously not true to say that he can live rich now." Oh...I don't look down on him, but as you said, you probably have nothing in common." Emma nodded, "Your life experience is already very poor, and you should choose your marriage partner more carefully."

"I quite agree with you, Miss Woodhouse." She nodded slightly. "I wouldn't compare him with a gentleman—Mr. Fair. At his level, he should be excellent, but it doesn't mean I have to choose him."

"Yes. I'm glad you think so." Emma smiled with satisfaction.

"As a matter of fact, I wish to be a governess," continued Harriet. "I don't want to depend on a man for my future."

"Oh, dear Harriet!" Emma held her hand tightly again, and there was some regret in her beautiful eyes. "Have we just become friends, and are we going to separate?"

"...I don't think it's that fast. There's still a lot to learn." Harriet used to learn Latin, French, piano, painting, needlework... It's versatile, but it seems that her level is very average.Although she has graduated, she still has to learn a little more from the boarding school teachers.And I also want to ask Mrs. Weston, Miss Taylor, the former tutor, how to teach.

More importantly, she has come to this world, how can she leave without watching the whole story? !As Harriet Smith, the big character throughout the book, she has to go through the process well-of course, the part of marrying Martin can be avoided.Fortunately, the overall process is not long, and Emma will marry Knightley in about a year.happy ending.

"I think . . . if you want to go, wait until after you get married." She shook Emma's hand back.

"Oh, Harriet, you are so kind!" Emma seemed touched, and hugged her hard, "I don't plan to get married, can we stay together forever?"

☆、Goddess follower

Went for a walk again the next day.According to the original plot, they will meet Martin on the road to Dunwell, and Emma will give him a sarcasm behind his back.

New Harriet thinks it's better to go another way. Since she doesn't plan to attack Martin, don't trigger this plot.She tactfully suggested to Emma to take the road of Randalls, and justified that the scenery was better, and she could stop by to greet Mrs. Weston.

But Emma insisted on going the other way, and Harriet had no choice but to obey—who let herself eat at Emma's house almost every day.Well, you are a goddess and you have the final say on the meal ticket.

Sure enough, he met a young farmer not far away.He saluted Emma respectfully, and then turned his eyes to Harriet.

"Miss Smith, it's a pleasure to meet you here."

Emma winked at her and walked away with interest, so Harriet stepped forward and smiled at Martin, "Mr. Martin, what a coincidence."

Martin began to talk endlessly about how happy and unexpected he was to meet her here, and he didn't remember looking for the book she introduced, but he would definitely look for it...

"Oh, Mr. Martin, the book is not important. You go about your business," interrupted Harriet. "Miss Woodhouse is expecting me. Good day."

She bent her knees slightly to him and lifted her skirt, turned around and left.

This guy is not bad, but she doesn't want to spend her whole life in a country house, fighting three hundred times with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.Hopefully her indifference will dissuade him from proposing.Looking at Martin's back, she thought to herself.

As soon as Martin walked away, Emma really began to complain endlessly about this man's "plain-looking, rustic, ignorant...", Harriet listened silently.She would not accuse Emma of anything, nor defend Martin.Harriet's status is not suitable for commenting on Emmadore, and Mr. Knightley should leave those words of education to her.Harriet would not feel bad for her because of this, after all, Emma was just a young rich lady who didn't know the sufferings of the world, so she couldn't ask her to be merciful by the standards of a saint.Harriet knew that Emma had no malice towards Martin, but only looked at the problem from her own standpoint.

"Why don't you talk, Harriet?" asked Emma, ​​stopping when she saw her silence. "Am I not right?"

"Oh, Miss Woodhouse, I don't have any opinion on what you said." She quickly smiled and waved her hands, "I just don't think I have the position to judge him. If I give him a bad evaluation, it will only show my sympathy Lack of—oh, I don't mean you, I mean my status—an illegitimate daughter of unknown parents, wouldn't it be ridiculous to sympathize with him?"

"Oh, Harriet! How can you be so self-deprecating?" Emma took her arm affectionately, "I dare say your father must have been a gentleman, maybe a nobleman. . . . By the way, that Mr Elton compliments you on your beauty, too."

Emma's conversation immediately turned to the young clergyman, Mr. Elton, and praised to Harriet how elegant, warm, kind, and a decent gentleman of virtue he was...

Harriet still listened, laughing without saying a word.Now she would not think that Elton would fall in love with her after hearing Emma's words.But Emma seems to be very determined to send Harriet and Elton together, so she doesn't say much, just follow the original plot honestly, let Emma suffer a little setback in the future.

"Don't you think Mr. Elton is very good?" Emma was not very satisfied with the silence of her companion.

"Oh, of course, that's a respectable young gentleman." Harriet nodded.

"Really? You have a crush on him, too?" Emma became excited again, as if she heard the ringing of wedding bells, "Mr. Elton also thinks highly of you... I believe he must like you !"

"Oh oh oh...really? He'll take a fancy to me..." Harriet could only hold her face, coyly acting like a young girl in spring, to meet the expectations of the audience.

In the following days, Harriet and Emma's feelings grew day by day, and they were almost inseparable.Walking, eating, reading, chatting together... In the big house in Hatfield, she also has a bedroom, and Harriet often stays at Woodhouse's house for several days.

Of course, Harriet really likes Emma, ​​a smart and enthusiastic girl who is straightforward, and she also plays her role as a green leaf to set off Emma, ​​a big red flower.She usually dresses plainly and doesn't talk much. She mainly agrees with Emma's opinions, but sometimes she also tries to figure out Emma's attitude and express her own opinions so that Emma will not despise her too much.For Mrs. Godard and the boarding school teachers and students' doubts about her personality difference from the past, she attributed all to Emma, ​​saying that she learned a lot from Miss Woodhouse, and now she has become smarter and calmer. She is a kind Woodhouse It is the credit of Miss Si... This attitude obviously benefited Emma a lot, and made her even more inseparable.

Harriet took this opportunity to read a lot of Emma's books, and also practiced her handwriting well - Harriet's original handwriting was beautiful, but she hoped it would be better.This is what she wanted to do in the 21st century. At that time, good handwriting was nothing but pretending, but in this era without any typing equipment, good handwriting is very important.

Most of Emma's books are girls' books—maybe very good girls' books. She doesn't know much about the taste of women's literature at this time, but for her from the 21st century, she sometimes feels that it is too boring.Finding that Mr. Woodhouse also had a great library, and asking his permission, she began to read his books again.Of course, she can't read all of them, she just picks some that are useful to her, such as writings about history and today's society.

The Westons, Mr. Knightley, and the Bates mother and daughter were also frequent visitors, and so Harriet saw them frequently.

After dinner this day, a group of people got together again.Mother and daughter Bates and Mrs. Godard play cards with Mr. Woodhouse. Emma sits leisurely on a chair and chats with Elton and Knightley. Harriet sits by the fireplace and reads a book quietly by candlelight. .

Looking up at the three people who had a good conversation, she sighed in her heart—ever since she met Emma, ​​she sighed like this from time to time: I really envy Emma, ​​who grew up in a rich and loving environment.Although her mother died young, she still thrived and became a gentle, kind, lively and cheerful sunny girl because of the accompanying education of a very good and caring tutor.Such a beautiful girl with a good personality, even a woman can't help but want to love her, let alone a man?She was born to be pampered for a lifetime.No matter how stupid she is, there will always be someone who will tolerate her and treat her tenderly...

Looking back at herself, her father does not love her mother, she grows up like a weed, no one teaches her how to love, and no one loves her, so she lives in this insecure world with a little bit of caution.As long as there is a slight disturbance, she will be as frightened as a bird.She once longed for love like Harriet in the past, but all she got was contempt and use.Since then, she has become more cautious.Deliberately acting unconventional, so as to keep away machismos who want to marry a good wife, loving mother and free babysitter; deliberately acting as a money worshiper and snobbery, lest there are soft rice men thinking about her meager property; deliberately acting sharp, so as not to be bullied... ... She has never been good at communicating with strangers, and this will make her suitors disappear.She felt that she could only rely on herself in this life, and she would no longer have a lover or family.

I really envy Emma.Envious to die.

She can only keep reminding herself not to be ugly because of jealousy.

She picked up the tea in her hand and took a sip.Milk and sugar were added to the strong black tea, and the silky and warm taste made her sigh comfortably.

Don't complain about yourself, at least she can sit by the fire, drink delicious tea, and read her favorite book leisurely. This is already very happy, isn't it?

"Miss Smith, don't you play cards?" Probably under Emma's instigation, Elton came over.

"Oh, no." She looked at Emma, ​​and Emma was smiling meaningfully at her.

Goddess Emma, ​​I would like to bend into a mosquito coil for you, but I'm really not interested in this man... She looked at Elton's handsome but oily face and smiled at him, "I'm not good at playing As for the cards... it's tiring for me to use my brain."

"Don't you need to use your brain when you read a book?" Mr. Knightley answered.

"Uh, not really necessary." She thought for a while and said, "Playing cards requires active thinking, while reading books only needs to be accepted, and what you read will be automatically remembered in your mind, just like a sponge... er, like a dry rag It's like absorbing water."

"Interesting metaphor." Knightley smiled.Noncommittal.

"What are you reading?" Emma came, and put a hand in hers.

Sure enough, my goddess is the best.Harriet touched her hand and almost wanted to hold her in his arms.

"Here, the album." She flipped through the pages for her to read, "It seems to be something from the East."

"I didn't know Dad had this kind of book." Emma also looked interested, "I like these jewelry, and the cloth..."

"Me too." Harriet cheered up again. "It's beautiful."

The two girls discussed in low tones, which drew Mr. Knightley to look too.

"I like this, though I don't know what it can be used for." Harriet pointed to a piece of cloth, a deep khaki cloth dyed in gorgeous patterns.

"What is it?" asked Emma.

"It seems to be a kind of totem in Turkey." She likes this mysterious and gorgeous style, which is amazing.I didn't expect this kind of technology to exist at this time. Is it vegetable dyes?

"God?" Emma glanced at Elton, as if hesitating whether to continue this topic.

"Maybe... so even if you have it, you don't know what to do with it." She also understood Emma's meaning, typed a haha ​​and turned a few pages, "These gems are also very beautiful."

☆, Emma, ​​you are enough

"Harriet, do you want a portrait? Have you ever been painted?" Emma smiled.

familiar plot.Looking at Emma's smile, and then at Elton not far behind her, Harriet only felt a little tingling in her scalp.

"No, never."

"Then let's draw a picture!" Emma took out the picture folder.

"Me? No." She flipped through the previous paintings in her portfolio.There are Emma's sister Isabella's family, Mr. Woodhouse...

"Why is there no portrait of Mr. Knightley?"

"Him?" Emma pouted. "He won't let me draw."

"Oh, is that so?" She laughed dumbly. "How about Mr. Knightley this time? He may come by this afternoon."

"Please, Harriet, before I do that, let me draw you a picture."

Unable to withstand the goddess' request, Harriet agreed to let her paint.But she also has requirements - according to her favorite posture.She didn't want to look stupid with a book like in the original book, and she was very tired.

She sat in the place she usually sat by the fireplace, sitting relaxed so that she was less tired.Folding her hands on her knees, she looked slightly sideways at Emma.

She did not forget Mr. Woodhouse's evaluation of the painting in the original book, and specifically asked Emma to draw the fireplace into it.

Elton hovered around Emma, ​​preventing her from drawing properly, so she sent him to read to them.

Harriet almost fell asleep listening to the sound of reading...

Emma painted again the next day, and Harriet's portrait was completed.

Harriet thinks it's okay, as an amateur, it's considered a good painting, but there must be a distance from a professional painter.Mr. Elton, on the other hand, spoke highly of it, and everybody praised how well the portrait was painted.And volunteered to go to London to help Emma frame the painting.

On the day Elton left for London, Harriet returned to her boarding school with a small package.

Open it and see that there is a letter inside, signed by Robert Martin.that farmer.

Needless to say, it was a proposal letter.

She has already neglected him very much, how could this plot be triggered?Harriet was helpless.

This young man writes well, and he chooses words and sentences very well.It seemed sincere, too, but the thought that it might have been written at the instigation of Mr. Knightley put her off on the letter.And even if the proposal was entirely Martin's personal idea without Mr. Knightley's encouragement, she would not accept it either.

Spreading out the letter paper, she sent a good person card to Martin without hesitation: Dear Sir, I am really honored to receive your letter. I did not expect to be favored by such an excellent person as you...but I am sorry...

Finished writing neatly, blew it up, sealed it, sent it out, and then went to find Emma.

She didn't really want to tell Emma, ​​for she would have to make fun of Martin, but she had to.In case she concealed it, it would be a bad thing for Emma to learn it from Knightley—she felt that Mr. Knightley would have nothing good to say about her.In Knightley's eyes, Harriet is just a fool and a sweet-well, she was indeed in the past, and she has no parents and no family property, so it is a happy ending to marry a well-off farmer while she is young.

Emma was surprised and a little nervous when she heard the news.She kept saying "it won't influence your decision", but when she heard that she had refused, she was obviously relieved and gave her a big hug, "Oh, Harriet, that's great! Do you know that I How worried I was that you'd be stuck in the ignorant lower classes all your life! You're right, my dear! We'll be friends forever! Mr. Martin is such a bold, self-righteous man!"

"I don't think .

"Yes, you are a well-educated and cultivated lady, how could you fall in love with that kind of rough man?" Emma patted her on the shoulder, "You are suitable for a better object, such as Mr. Elton..."

Okay, here it comes again... She turned her back to Emma and stuck out her tongue unladylike.

After patiently listening to Emma's praiseful words about Mr. Elton, she finally found a chance to say: "Miss Woodhouse, if anyone mentions this...I mean if, please tell him , this is my own idea and has nothing to do with you."

"My dear Harriet, why do you say that?" Emma opened her eyes wide.

"I think Mr. Martin is Mr. Knightley's sharecropper, and Mr. Knightley may know of it."

"Are you worried that Mr. Knightley will blame me?" Emma smiled and shook her hand, "Thank you for being so considerate of me, but it doesn't matter. I don't think Mr. Knightley will blame me for this, even if you do. That's all right, he does it a lot anyway. And I really don't think you were right to marry Martin, I stand by it."

"If he talks about it, please tell him: a girl who is unfortunate in the eyes of everyone has nothing, but at least she hopes to have the right to choose. If she wants to get married, she wants to marry someone she loves, at least she can give herself an unhappy life Create a little happiness."

In the evening, she thought that there might be a dispute between Emma and Mr. Knightley because of her, and she insisted on going back to the boarding school to sleep.So as not to become cannon fodder.

After breakfast the next day she came to Hatfield again.

Sure enough, when Mr. Knightley heard that she had rejected Martin, he began to be very angry and beat Emma, ​​but Emma relayed what she said to him, and he stopped talking.

Emma's portrait of her was framed and hung on the wall.Emma took this opportunity to add some compliments to Mr. Elton, on how attentive he was, and things like "Perhaps he showed his mother and sisters, and when they had had enough of it, said it was The woman he likes..." and other imaginative words.

But New Harriet won't let her imagination run wild just because of this.

"What does Mr. Woodhouse say?" She looked at her portrait.

"Oh, Dad likes it very much too... said the fireplace is the finishing touch." Emma pursed her lips and smiled.

"Ha." That's exactly what Mr. Woodhouse would say.She laughed too.

"Everyone said it was good, but Mr. Knightley just looked at it for a while and didn't say anything." Emma was a little disappointed.

"Are you still angry because of my affairs?" She took Emma's hand, "Do you want me to explain...I don't want any unpleasantness between you because of me."

I don't know how Knightley reacted to what Emma told her?Maybe you think she is ridiculous?Sneer?Think she's impractical? ... If this is the case, there is no way, she can't expect that she can change the minds of people 200 years ago.

"It doesn't matter, it will be fine after a while, I understand him." Emma shook her head.

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Fortunately, Mr. Knightley did not have a rift with Emma as in the original work, and they did not reconcile until the Knightley couple in London visited.The frequency and timing of his visits remained the same as usual.

Harriet breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, feeling that she had helped them remove a hidden boulder.

Emma accidentally discovered that Harriet in the past had an anagram book, so she helped her collect anagrams with great interest.But New Harriet is not very interested in this kind of word games, she would rather read a few more books when she has time.But since the Goddess is interested, she will accompany her and patiently copy for her—it's not long anyway.

Just like in the original book, Elton sends an anagram full of ambiguity and temptation, and the answer is "courtship".

Emma was pleasantly surprised when she received it—not for herself, of course, she firmly believed that it was addressed to Harriet.

Harriet didn't think so, but she smiled wryly at Emma excited like a lark.

Emma is quite smart, why can't she see through this issue?Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was her and not Harriet that Elton was courting.

Maybe it's because she is too confident in her ability to play a role.thought Harriet.

☆, life experience or something

Emma and Harriet go together to visit a poor family in Highbury.

On the way there, the two chatted about some acquaintances.

Speaking of the Bates family, about Miss Bates's niece Jane whom Harriet had not yet met, and about Miss Bates.The conversation then turned to marriage, where Emma made her famous statement: "Poor single old girls are wretched, poor, husbandless, ridiculed and annoying. But rich single girls are different." , she is well educated and respected..."

"Well, I believe so," echoed Harriet casually, "but I suppose ... a poor single woman is not necessarily unlucky. If she has a skill and can work hard to support herself--the fact In fact, I think I can be a tutor for the rest of my life—of course it is difficult to be as good as Miss Taylor, but there should be no problems in life. I should be quite happy."

"Oh, Harriet, you must not worry about that!" Emma took her hand. "You are always welcome at Hartfield, and we have agreed to be friends for life."

"Thank you, dear miss, it is very kind of you," said Harriet.Harriet has already been moved by Emma's intention, although this promise is not very reliable - it's not that Emma really doesn't want to marry, it's just that she hasn't found a suitable partner yet.When she discovered her feelings for Mr. Knightley, she would have disarmed immediately.

Soon they came to the low, shabby little house.

"Mrs. Elliott, are you there?" Emma pushed open the swinging gate and entered the house.Harriet followed.

The room was small and dark, filled with damp musty smell, spoiled food smell mixed with wine smell, and some pungent medicine smell... Harriet couldn't help frowning.

A woman is half lying on a chair with a baby in her arms.Several children were playing on the dark ground, and there was a man lying on the bed sprawled, snoring like thunder.

Worse than being a poor single woman is being the wife of a poor and depraved man.Harriet could not help thinking.

"Ah, it's kind Miss Woodhouse..." The woman stood up hastily, and gave the chair to Emma.

"This is Miss Smith, we're here to see you." Emma didn't sit down, she put the basket she had brought on the greasy table.The basket contained food such as bread and cheese, which was a gift from Emma to them.

"Thank you, thank you... You are so kind, God bless you!" The woman thanked her so much.

"Is your illness better?" Emma asked again with concern.

"It's still the same... oh." The woman said, suddenly coughing violently.

Harriet hastened to help her carry the baby in her arms.

To be honest, the baby was not very good-looking, it was thin and dirty, and it could be said to be ugly.Clothes on the body also feel greasy.But what did it matter to her?She's just here to help.

The poorer the person, the more sensitive their self-esteem may be. It is best for her to speak less, because any suggestion from her may be considered by the other party as "looking down on her/him".

As an unmarried woman, her knowledge of parenting is pitiful.She held the baby awkwardly, shaking it gently.Seeing the woman looking at her, she smiled and complimented: "What a cute little baby."

Before the words fell, the baby suddenly woke up, saw the unfamiliar face, cried loudly, and vomited some unknown mixture with milky and sour smell unexpectedly.

"Oh, my God!" Harriet didn't have time to wipe off the vomit on her body, and quickly hugged him upright, patting his back lightly.He freed his hand again, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth and body for him.Halo, it all flowed into the neck...

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" The woman hurriedly carried the baby over.

"Oh, Harriet!" cried Emma softly, "on your dress--"

"It's okay." She comforted the frightened sick woman with her eyes, and smiled at Emma again.

Say goodbye soon.

Harriet took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Well, Harriet, you shouldn't have taken that child," said Emma, ​​seeing that she was away from the family; "I know you meant to be kind—but there's no need to, bring them food and Just a word of comfort."

Emma frowned and looked at Harriet, "God, look at you now..."

"I'll go straight back to the boarding school later." She wiped the stains on her body with a stained handkerchief, trying to wipe off the disgusting vomit, then rolled up the handkerchief and threw it away.

"Next time you can't hold that child again - not just the child, it's better not to touch any of them. Last time a child made a black handprint on my skirt. It was dirty. That skirt Even after washing it, I dare not wear it again." Emma slowed down, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand it the first time, I will teach you slowly in the future."

"Thank you." Harriet frowned.

Mr. Elton came to meet Emma, ​​and he greeted Emma warmly and respectfully, and then he saw Harriet, who was disheveled and stained.

"We just went to visit the Elliots," said Emma, ​​looking