Anna glanced at Karenin, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"It's a little cold, isn't it?" She said.

Karenin said: "Anna, for the sake of your health, try not to drink morning tea here in the morning." ”

"I'll take your advice, Alexey." Anna wiped her hands and asked the maid to clean up.

At breakfast, Seryosha excitedly mentioned that he had grown a little taller, and declared that his pants needed to be remade.

"I'm happy about it."

Anna could see that Karenin was genuinely happy.

For boys, maybe the face is not the most important thing, but in the case of the general good height on the Russian side, it is not unreasonable for Seryosha to have a bad trachea by nature, and Karenin will be worried.

In Anna's opinion, Seryosha's height can only be said to be at a normal level among Russian children, so both adults and children themselves will be sincerely happy about this.

"Then let Anya Semenovich come over and make some new clothes for Seryosha." Karenin said.

Anniea Semenovich is not the most famous tailor in Petersburg, but she is one of the best, but there are always some people who would rather choose someone else than her, because Anya Semenovich is a widow, a woman whose husband died in less than half a month of marriage, and the groom's family is angry with her.

"She's an amazing woman, isn't she?" Because, Anna said, the woman opened a small tailor's shop of her own and gradually made a name for herself, which could have been a feat a few decades ago.

"It is indeed commendable." Karenin said, finishing his last bit of food and wiping his lips.

At half past two in the afternoon, the same Anya Semenovich came.

She still uses her maiden name, and people have forgotten what her husband's family name used to be, and occasionally one or two think of it, and when they call her by that name, Annya Semenovich will let people call her by her current name. Some speculated that she was reluctant to have any more contact with the family, while others speculated that she was unwilling to disgrace her husband, who had died young.

However, whatever the speculation, the seamstress never clarified.

"Ma'am."

When A.T. Kearney brought Anya Semenovich over, Anna looked at the woman.

At the age of about fifty, she wore an elegant earth-colored dress, which was not cumbersome, well-cut, and her face was not the type of beauty, but it was very quiet, her hair was meticulously combed, and there was a lot of etiquette.

"Good day, ma'am."

The voice was thin, tender, and Anna looked at the owner of the voice.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, with very fair skin, a little freckles, and her chestnut curly hair was braided into two large braids, tied with a light blue bow, and like Aniya Semenovich, she wore a dark dress, and her little leather shoes were neatly groomed.

Judging from the faintly flickering chain around the girl's neck, maybe the family is not good enough, but she is very favored.

"This is Yelena Semenovich, my niece, she can help." Aniya said simply, she is not a person of many words, which is very much in line with Karenin's preferences.

Anna retracted her gaze, and now she probably understood why Karenin had always chosen this Anya Semenovich.

"I think Alexei should have explained what he was going to do this afternoon."

"Yes, madam, the lord said that Young Master Seryosha needs to make a new batch of clothes."

Anna nodded: "That's right, Seryosha is still in French class, there are still twenty minutes left, if you don't mind, I'll ask Yunina to bring the refreshments, you guys take a rest first." ”

"Thank you very much, ma'am." Aniya said politely.

Yelena's thin voice and gentle voice made Anna feel comfortable, but she had no intention of exchanging anything with the child.

She knew that if it was before, Anna would be tempted to say something to such a lovely little girl, although Anya Semenovich didn't say anything, but she was afraid that she also had a little doubt in her heart.

Skepticism was instinctive, because the established facts did not correspond to the habits of the past, but she did not say it, proving once again that Karenin's view of people was quite unusual.

Unconscious, perhaps, but the man seemed to have gathered a lot of talented people around him.

Afternoon tea is a raspberry cake, which is not available at this time.

Halfway through the refreshments, Seryosha's class for the day ended.

When he came to the reception room, he saw his mother at a glance, and Anya Semenovich, whom he hadn't seen for a while, and someone he hadn't seen for a while.

"Good day, young master." Anya Semenovich said, and Yelena followed.

"Good day, Anya Semenovich, who are you around?" Seryosha asked curiously.

"It's my niece."

Seryosha walked up to Anna's side, and then smiled: "I've never heard you say before, she's super cute, isn't she?" ”

Anna glanced at Seryosha in surprise, and the little girl was already blushing a little.

"What's your name?" Seryosha asked the little girl's name, but she was not afraid of life at all.

"Yelena Semenovich, young master."

"Hello, Elena Semenovich, I'm Sergei Alexeich."

"Hello, young master." Yelena still called it that, and Seryosha didn't force it.

Anna saw it all, and then she smiled, "Would you like to have some raspberry cake first?" ”

"I love them, Mom." Seryosha said happily.

They ate and rested for a while, then Yelena re-measured Seryosha while Anna watched, and when Anya Semenovich asked her if it was okay to do so, she only said that it was okay for her to decide.

Naturally, Anna may have her own ideas about dressing up, but after all, she is not a tailor, nor is she a native of the place, and she can do everything well.

In the end, they ordered some formal clothes for Seryosha, as well as clothes that he usually needed.

"Ma'am, these can probably start coming in a week to get them."

"Okay, I'll send someone over then."

After Anya Semenovich and the others left, Anna went to Seryosha's bedroom, who was playing with his little train.

"Are they gone?"

"Yes."

Anna sat on the carpet like Seryosha, who was fiddling with the head of the little train, muttering, "Something seems wrong with it." ”

"Do you want someone to fix it?"

"I'd like to try it first." Seryosha said, still twisting his little eyebrows to check the head of the little train.

Anna looked at Seryosha's curly hair and a little twist between her eyebrows, and felt as if she was looking at a smaller version of Karenin, of course, Karenin didn't pout even when he was a child, right?

She thought of this, and then asked, "Do you want to be friends with that little girl?" ”

"Yelena Semenovich?" Seryosha asked, his eyes had temporarily left his little train, because Karenin had taught him that when someone was talking to him, a polite person should look someone in the eye as a sign of respect.

This is true for strangers, but even more so for loved ones.

"Yes."

"Well, of course I thought." Seryosha replied, with a hint of incomprehension, and then he asked tentatively, "Can't I?" ”

"No, but don't you call her a more affectionate name?" Anna asked, feigning curiosity.

Seryosha said: "But mother, Yelena Semenovich looks to be ten years old, she is not my own sister, and it would not be good if I were too close to her." ”

"So, are you 'avoiding suspicion'?"

Seryosha nodded, then shook his head again, "Mom, I'm defending the honor of a lady, and my father said it was a 'gentleman' spirit. ”

Anna laughed and asked, "What else did your father teach you?" ”

"Oh, Mom, it's a matter between men, and I can't tell you everything." Seryosha bent his eyes.

Anna imagined the serious man telling her son about "avoiding suspicion", and then she was happy.

"Mom, I did a good job, didn't I?" Seryosha asked.

"What?"

Seryosha said in a somewhat reproachful tone: "I, like a father, introduced my name to others. ”

Sergei Alexeich, if he hadn't been brought up today, Anna would have forgotten the name of this twister.

"You're doing a good job, Seryosha." Anna complimented him as Seryosha wished, and the latter nodded in satisfaction, and then muttered, "In the future I will become a better person than my father, and I will receive the Order of Alexander Nevsky." ”

"Why not the Andrea Pervozwani Medal?" Anna asked, the Andrea Pervozvani Medal is a higher level of the former.

"Andrea Pervozwani Medal? Is it more powerful than the Order of Alexander Nevsky? ”

"Yes, there is also an Order of Vladimir in the middle."

"Oh, then I'll have to change my knowledge store." Seryosha nodded, then smiled, "I haven't learned this before, Mom." ”

"Now are you going to aim for the Andrea Pervozvani Medal?"

"Nope." Seryosha shook his head, "I still insist that the Order of Alexander Nevsky be my goal." ”

"Why?"

"Because my father said that the 'set goal' is the best you can achieve under the comprehensive evaluation, my father said to be realistic, too high a goal will not make people better, but will produce frustration because of not reaching it." Seryosha said in Karenin's serious tone, and finally he smiled again, "Father is always right sometimes. ”

Oh, look what she found, in this little Bambi's heart, there is so much reverence for that man!

Anna chuckled, and Seryosha tilted her head in confusion.

"It's nothing, Seryosha, go ahead and fix your little train."

"I will, and if I still can't figure it out, I'll ask Kabidonic for help, he's a great guy."

Anna blinked, and she realized that just as Karenin was able to gather talented people around him, Seryosha seemed to have a natural ability for this, he was always friendly and soft, and seemed to be familiar with many people, like a natural social master.

Anna took a deep look at the writhing monster in front of her, and felt that she was fortunate to have a serious and strict father like Karenin, otherwise, maybe in ten years, Petersburg would have another playboy.

Later, Seryosha really couldn't get it right, but after asking the porter Kabidonich for help, his little train was repaired again.

In the evening Karenin returned, accompanied by his secretary Vlamikir.

Karenin said, "Anna, tomorrow Dr. Karlens will bring his nephew over. ”

"Dr. Cullens's nephew?"

"Yes, he had just finished his studies, and Dr. Cullens wanted to keep him in Petersburg for a while."

Vlammykiel glanced at his commander, then remained silent.

"Okay, I see, Alexei, I'll receive him tomorrow."

"If he doesn't mind, I'll invite him over tomorrow to the tea party Petersey will host."

Anna knew what Karenin meant by telling her this. Obviously, Karenin valued Dr. Karlens, a young man who had just graduated, and who was always right to meet more celebrities in Petersburg if he wanted to make a difference in the future.

Dr. Cullens may not have cared about this himself, but apparently he knew it and intended to do something he could for his only nephew.

"That's very good." Karenin nodded, and then went to his study with Vlamichir, where they had important matters to discuss.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Anna met the nephew of Calens, a young man named Slyuddin.

Anna thought that this kind of young man should be an elite person, who seemed to be ready to go to a banquet at any time, but she didn't expect that Cullens's nephew was such a lively person.

"Good day, ma'am, I am Sluddin, and Dr. Cullens is my uncle."

"Hello, Mr. Slyuddin."

After hearing Anna call him Mr. Slyuddin, the latter's brown eyes widened with a somewhat round shape, and then showed a somewhat surprised smile, and his eyebrows curled: "If you may, please call me Slyuddin, ma'am, the word sir always makes me feel weird." ”

Anna looked at the somewhat familiar man with a little caution in her heart, but she still smiled and said, "This is not in accordance with etiquette, Mr. Slyudin. ”

Slyuddin said abruptly: "No offense, I'm just used to it." ”

"All right, Mr. Slyudin, I think you'll have to get used to that first when we go to the banquet of the Duchess of Petsey," she paused, then the corners of her mouth lifted up, "welcome to Petersburg, Mr. Slyudin. ”

"It is a great honor, ma'am." Slyuddin didn't squirm either, and quickly switched a pattern.

After all, Dr. Cullens is not a poor family, and the etiquette of sending his nephew to a prestigious school is naturally the same, but this young man does seem to be a little rebellious, if no one restrains him, he will come with his temperament, for example, at the first sight of Seryosha, he happily told the latter: "I have a great gift for you, Seryosha." ”

Seryosha looked at the strange uncle with a look of astonishment, and he looked at his mother and asked for help, but the latter told him to take his hand out, and he wanted to put the gift in the palm of his hand.

Seryosha obediently stretched out his hand, and then something a little cold lay in his palm.

"What is this?" Seryosha looked at the not small thing suspiciously, and poked it with his hand.

"Cow bones."

Seryosha's eyes widened, and the muscles in his body stiffened.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Slyuddin poked the cow bone in Seryosha's hand, the most beautiful piece he had ever collected.

Anna saw that Seryosha's whole body tensed, and presumably this was probably the most terrible gift he had ever received. However, instead of screaming in fright, the child tried to suppress his fear, and thanked him a little stiffly.

"It's not only beautiful, but it also has great medicinal value, it can treat malaria, it's a baby!" Slyudin said happily, looking like a big child.

Seryosha blinked in surprise when he heard the word "malaria".

Of course, he knew the word "malaria", and once it happened, a lot of people would die, so when he looked at the cow bone again, his expression became a little awe-inspiring.

"I'll keep it." Seryosha took out a handkerchief and carefully wrapped the bones.

Slyuddin nodded in satisfaction, "I wouldn't give it to ordinary people, but my uncle, Dr. Culens, said you were a lovely and sensible child. ”

Seryosha was complimented and smiled shyly: "Doctor Cullens is your uncle?" I like him a lot. ”

"It's really rare, no child liked him before, and even I didn't like his old-fashioned personality." Slyudin said happily, completely taking Seryosha as a child to communicate with, as if age did not affect them at all.

"Dr. Cullens is very good, it's not old-fashioned, my father said he was a sensible and righteous doctor." Seryosha reiterates Karenin's words.

Slyuddin laughed again, "Even though I haven't met your father yet, I think I'll like him too." ”

They talked as if no one was around, until Seryosha looked at Slyudin again, and then asked, "What shall I call you?" Uncle. ”

"Uncle?" Slyuddin grimaced, "I just graduated and became an uncle?" ”

Seryosha blushed a little and said, "Did I make you feel offended?" ”

"Not at all, little one, well, you can call me Uncle Slyuddin, I'll take it as a compliment to my closeness, not as a reminder of my age." Slyuddin laughed.

Seryosha smiled again.

Anna saw all this in her eyes, and after seeing the Slyudin rambling and turning Seryosha around, she felt the need to observe the young man again.

And, perhaps, she should understand whether it is for children that after receiving gifts, their alertness and intelligence are like mice chased by cats, and they will run away?

And this Mr. Slyudin has mastered the Achilles' heel of this kid in such a short time?

Then think about it again, if Seryosha was outside, he really wouldn't be hooked up by a cookie?

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