Emma goes to the countryside in the summer, and although the conditions in the villages are not as good as in the cities, at least the roads are open for horse-drawn carriages, and there are more spacious and comfortable accommodations. The village was completely different from what she had been to before. Emma was still thinking about whether to choose to turn to the squire or an ordinary farmer for help, and after getting closer, she realized that she was thinking too much, looking around, the so-called village is a dozen dilapidated wooden houses, it seems that there should be no squires to live, and now Britain has popularized stone and brick houses, as long as the economic conditions allow, no one will choose to live in such a dilapidated wooden building.

Emma didn't knock on the door, but walked around the houses twice and stood on tiptoe to look out into the courtyard. A good person to ask for help cannot be a farmer with a few dogs with closed doors and windows, and a cautious farmer, nor can it be a farmer with an unfriendly warning engraved and a little dangerous.

Mr. Darcy was also observing, and he preferred to pick a relatively wealthy family. Horses can eat hay, but in order for horses to run fast enough and have enough stamina when an enemy is chasing them, they still need to eat things like beans and wheat. Poor families may not have enough food.

The two consider different directions, and their choices are naturally different. Emma and Mr. Darcy looked at each other and said in unison, "Your reason?"

Mr. Darcy seldom explained his reasons for doing so, but Emma had proven that her opinion was of great value, so Mr. Darcy explained his thoughts anyway.

Emma blinked, and it was strange to say that although Mr. Darcy strongly disapproved of her behavior, Mr. Darcy was also the one who respected her opinion the most.

The two synthesized their opinions and finally decided on a family.

Emma pretended to be dumb, and the task of knocking on the door was left to Mr. Darcy. But Emma didn't honestly wait in the distance, and to be honest, she was worried that the people who came out to open the door would think of Mr. Darcy as a bad person_(:3ゝ∠)_

Emma's fears were right, Jack had drunk some bad wine last night, fell asleep in a groggy state, and suddenly there was a knock at the door from outside the sound of sleep.

Jack impatiently rolls over and tries to go back to sleep, but his wife is woken up and pushes him to check. Jack had no choice, so he got up with a calm face, rubbed his aching head and opened the door, and then suddenly showed a look of vigilance. "You are?"

Mr. Darcy had no experience in begging people, but he was not completely indifferent, he was able to eat brown bread naturally with his servants, and of course he knew what attitude to choose when asking for help. Mr. Darcy said as gently as he could, "Excuse me, we are from Gili, this is my nephew, we are both servants in the house of Lord Aberia, my brother is seriously ill, we want to rush back to see him as soon as possible, here the horse is too hungry to walk, and wants to buy some water." ”

Jack narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Darcy. "The servants who come out of the nobles' houses speak with the same emphasis as the lord you serve, come in. He was still a little suspicious, but after listening to Mr. Darcy's words, he was dispelled. The grammatical tone of the nobleman's speech is not the same as that of the commoner, the kind of awkward and beautiful tone can not be practiced in a moment, the robber has no chance to learn this way of speaking, only the servants of the noble family who often wait by the lord's side can be heard and seen, and the servant who can wait by the nobleman's side is a first-class manservant, which explains very well why this guy's demeanor looks different from the pride and dignity of ordinary peasants.

Mr. Darcy thanked him politely, and led the horse with Emma in. Jack stroked the neck of the black horse that Mr. Darcy was holding and whistled, "What a good horse, you borrowed it from your master?"

Mr. Darcy felt the □□ out of his waist. "We begged the host to lend us horses and □□ in order to get on the road. ”

Jack shrugged and withdrew his gaze from the horse. "You have a good master. His gaze shifted to Emma again. "Is this your nephew? He doesn't look like you at all, he's thin like a little girl. ”

What is the normal reaction of an adolescent to such an evaluation? Emma held her breath and blushed as she glared angrily at Jack.

Jack has no malice, it is just a habit to meet this kind of boy who looks weak and can't help but ridicule him, it is a popular concept for men to be delicate and beautiful, and a slender wicker boy like Emma is not related to beauty in them, but it is easy to be bullied. He scratched at his hair. "Well, I'll take it back, young man, though you look a bit like a, but you're a gentleman. You're sure to be as strong as your uncle in the future. ”-

_-|||Such blessings are not needed. There were a few words in Jack's words that Emma didn't understand, but she could see that he was soft, and she made a few random gestures and winked at Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy grasped Emma's meaning perfectly. "My nephew can't speak, he said forgive you. ”

This little man, who seemed to fall down as soon as the wind blew, was still dumb, what an unfortunate man, and it is estimated that no girl would be willing to marry him in the future. Jack glanced at Emma sympathetically and changed the subject: "We always have a bad harvest here, and that's the case where the mines are buried. Luckily, my family just harvested this year's grain two months ago. There are quite a few more things in the cellar. What do your horses eat? soybeans or oats?"

Mr. Darcy had not fed the horses himself, but had a vague impression: "Beans or any kind of wheat will do." The three pounds are the remuneration. ”

Jack took the money, touched it lovingly, and put it in his pocket. He knew that the servants of the noble family were well paid and generous, and this was the most important reason why he promised to provide water. However, he didn't expect Mr. Darcy to be so generous. If Mr. Darcy and Emma could be allowed to stay overnight for dinner, they would definitely be paid. Jack smiled and said, "You go to the house and take a nap first, and I'll feed the horses." ”

Mr. Darcy refused, there might be pursuers behind him, and it was too dangerous to rest here. "We were in a hurry, and we left as soon as the horses were fed. ”

Jack didn't know if his excuse would fool the two men, but for the sake of the pound he was willing to try. "Feeding the horses also has to clean up the beans and knead the wheat grains, which cannot be done for a while. It's almost dawn, so you can sleep for a while and have breakfast before you leave. ”

Emma, who had no experience at all, didn't know if Jack's words were true or not, and secretly looked at Mr. Darcy.

In the past, Emma had been very happy with Mr. Darcy's pleading gaze, but this time Mr. Darcy was a little embarrassed. He was not ignorant of peasant life, and he was required to manage the peasants on the land under his jurisdiction, but he really did not need to know these details. It was too risky to let Jack go out alone and the two of them to rest, and Jack might go back to report or find someone to report the news, or delay the time to keep them, Mr. Darcy volunteered. "I'll prepare with you. ”

Jack breathed a sigh of relief. These two men really don't know what kind of feed horses should eat. In fact, beans and oats don't need to be cleaned up so carefully. "Dude, you don't look like someone who would do such a thing. Don't worry, I won't be able to delay long if I do it myself. ”

"I did it when I was a kid. Fearing that the reason was not sufficient, Mr. Darcy added. "It was a great job. "Mr. Darcy is bragging for the first time, and his ears are red, but fortunately it is dark and he can't see clearly.

Emma dared to use her discipline to vouch for Mr. Darcy that he must not have done any of these things as a child. She stole the corner of Mr. Darcy's coat and pointed at herself. She went back to her hometown in the countryside before she crossed over, and occasionally when she went back to see it, she would help her grandmother do a little farm work, and she must have been more skilled than Mr. Darcy. Besides, Emma is not skilled in guns, and Mr. Darcy is the main force bearer, and he will rest for a while to regain his energy, and the safety factor of both will increase.

Predictably, Mr. Darcy ignored Emma's advice. He didn't know that Emma could do farm work, and he had considered Emma's other reason, but it was too bad to let a lady do farm work anyway, and he wouldn't close his eyes and rest until he was sure it was safe.

Emma was now playing a mute and didn't even have a chance to explain her reasons, so she had to watch with great depression as Jack agreed to Mr. Darcy's request.

Mr. Darcy insisted, and Jack agreed, perhaps the people in the family were really sick, and they couldn't waste a minute or a second on their journey. "Then you will follow me to the cellar in a moment, and then we will collect beans and oats in the yard. Your nephew is also coming to work?"

Mr. Darcy wants Emma to rest for a while, but he doesn't feel comfortable leaving Emma alone out of his sight. "He was sick and didn't recover, so let him lean against the door and rest for a while. ”

Jack was a little surprised, this man looked a little arrogant, he didn't expect to pamper his nephew so much. In the current Britain, because the infant mortality rate is too high, parents generally do not have a very close relationship with their children in order to avoid sadness, let alone uncles and nephews. It was the first time Jack had seen his nephew, who was already fourteen or fifteen years old, and let his nephew rest from his own work.

Mr. Darcy was ignorant of Jack's mental activity, and Emma was speechless at this time, and asked Jack if he had a blanket to prevent Emma from catching a cold.

"I remember, well, there should be, I'll look for it. These chores were handled by Jack's wife, and Jack didn't know much, so he had to go back to the room to inquire first.

Jack's wife, who had been secretly watching through the door, noticed Mr. Darcy's gun, and before Jack could speak, she preemptively said, "What do they do! Why do they have guns?" Although the whole village was very poor, there might be robbers who wanted to steal the food.

Jack had to briefly explain the origin of the two to his wife first, and when he saw that his wife didn't say anything, he pulled a blanket directly from the bed. "Take it out, is a blanket enough for two people?"

"That uncle doesn't sleep, let the nephew sleep, he works with me. ”

It was also the first time for his wife to see such an uncle, so she looked at it curiously, and her expression suddenly froze. She saw Mr. Darcy grabbing Emma's wrist and pressing his lips to Emma's palm.

Jack was sweating profusely, and when he looked up, he found that his wife was still in a daze. "What are you looking at!"

The wife glanced back at Jack and felt that her husband was so handsome, it was always right to be more careful. "You, you know, well, have you ever heard that some men like men?"

Jack was shocked.