Chapter 9: Emma
Obviously, this is Miss Emma Stone in old Huntelaar's mouth.
A white blonde girl.
When she appeared in the hotel's restaurant, almost half of the guests who came to dine couldn't help but look at her, as if she was a great person, attracting the attention of many people.
"It's really cute."
The moment he saw the girl, little Huntelaar immediately agreed with what old Huntelaar had just said. Because the first time anyone sees this Miss Emma, they will probably pay attention to that angelic face.
The pale pink cute little hat restrained the girl's golden length, but the exposed part was soft and shiny, and a few of them ran to her smooth forehead, with a pair of lively blue eyes, which invisibly added a bit of beloved naughtiness. With a straight nose, thin and moderate lips, and fair and delicate skin, this girl's appearance instantly reminded John of the Barbie doll in his previous life.
The girl was about four and a half feet tall, which was very tall for her age of eleven or twelve, and her figure was neither fat nor thin, and she propped up the well-made long skirt just right, so that the position of John, who was full of grooves in this old-fashioned long skirt after being reborn, was bright. You know, this kind of long dress is very new for the first time after being reborn, but after seeing it too much, it is natural to get tired of it, but today for the first time, John thinks that he may be able to try to appreciate the classical beauty of 19th-century women's clothing......
"And the most important thing is that the temperament is quite good!"
After two secret praises, John soon realized what made this girl so amazing.
If it is just tall and beautiful, although it is attractive to Liu Zecheng, who has seen countless PS beauties in his previous life, it is difficult to have a stunning feeling. But the very unique temperament of the girl was something that little Mr. Huntelaar had rarely seen in this era, and it was a feeling that made him somewhat intimate and familiar.
"Emma, come here."
Mrs. Stone was obviously very satisfied with her little daughter, and immediately pulled the girl very affectionately, and introduced her a little proudly: "Two, this is my daughter Emma Stone." Emma, this is your father's good friend, Mr. El Huntelaar, and this is his grandson, Mr. John Huntelaar! ”
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
The three of them greeted each other politely, and Emma lifted her skirt and made an elegant curtsy, which made John, who rarely saw this way of saluting, shine again.
After a polite review, everyone sat down.
A square table, John happened to sit across from the lovely Miss Emma, but after a brief moment of appreciation, the little gentleman refocused on the appetizing soup that had just been served. Although he still continued the living habits of northern China in his previous life, and was not very accustomed to the healthy lifestyle of drinking a bowl of soup before meals, John, who was hungry at this time, had no choice and drank it one by one.
John, who was focused on drinking the soup, did not show up, but Emma, who was opposite, focused on him at this time.
Twelve-year-old Emma already had a basic sense of discernment, and she had the same aesthetic views as her mother, Mrs. Stone, who also thought John Huntelaar was handsome, but what was more attractive to the little girl was the smell of the other party, which was far different from that of her peers, and after a few thoughts quickly passed through her mind, she was stunned that this taste was very similar to that of her father, Mr. Stone, and the old Mr. Huntelaar beside her!
Calm, calm, and unfazed.
This is undoubtedly very attractive for little girls!
Therefore, while drinking the thick soup in front of her elegantly with her trained posture, Emma sneaked a glance at John opposite from time to time, and had to be distracted to listen to the conversation between her mother and old Huntelaar, which was extremely hard.
But the hard work paid off, and Emma soon learned the general situation of the boy opposite her, under her mother's enthusiastic and almost interrogative pursuit: born and raised in the ancient country of the Far East, he had only returned to New York for a week, and in addition to Chinese and English, he was proficient in German and Latin with the help of his mother, and had also learned a little about theology, physics, chemistry, and biology with two English missionaries......
"Is this guy a monster?"
After listening for a moment, Emma's fingers holding the spoon couldn't help but turn blue, and she thought indignantly.
As the youngest daughter of the Stone family, Emma is naturally pampered, and has received an excellent education since she was a child, and as a descendant of the British Empire, Emma's language talent is quite outstanding, in addition to English, Latin, a compulsory language in mainstream European and American society, is also very well mastered, becoming one of her proud capitals.
But this guy in front of him......
Suddenly, Emma felt that her self-confidence had been severely damaged.
"Excuse me, ma'am."
Just then, the next dish came up.
"Mrs. Stone, why are you interested in seeing Mr. Edison's new show?"
Finally, he could no longer bear Mrs. Stone's cross-examination, and old Huntelaar took advantage of the gap between the other party's eating and immediately changed the subject and asked. Mr. Stone was a gentle, courteous gentleman, and full of enthusiasm for many new things, but how could Mrs. Stone, in the eyes of old Huntelaar, be an ordinary middle-aged woman, who had devoted her life to serving her husband, taking care of her children, and attending balls, to be interested in such a thing as electric lights?
"To be honest, I don't have much personal interest."
Shrugging her shoulders, Mrs. Stone smiled and said, "But Mr. Edison and my husband are on good terms, and I have an invitation, but you know, he is very busy with work, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to find time to come to New Jersey this week, so I have entrusted me to apologize to Mr. Edison in person, and of course congratulate him at the same time." ”
"I see."
Old Huntlaar blinked, and made a stride.
Seeing this expression on his grandfather's face while eating veal steak, little Mr. Huntelaar almost choked on the delicious beef, and it took a while to recover. Old Mr. Huntelaar gave him the impression of being an old-fashioned and stubborn antique, but he didn't expect to be quite good at acting in front of people. Sure enough, the person who can mix in the mall and save such a large amount of family business is probably far from being as simple as he usually sees.
However, Mrs. Stone was obviously a very persistent person, and her attention quickly returned to little Huntelaar, and asked with a smile: "Since you have returned to New York, what are your plans for the future of little Huntelaar?" Do you go to a private school or hire a tutor? In any case, he is a boy after all, and he should learn more at this age. Personally, I recommend going to school, Emma is currently attending a girls' school, and it would be very beneficial for them to have more contact with their cultured peers. ”
In this day and age, although public schools in the United States have flourished, there are naturally better options for decent families like Huntelaar.
Hearing this question, Old Huntelaer's expression also became stern, but after a slight groan, he still shook his head and said: "I haven't decided on this question yet, but I plan to ask someone to make a simple assessment of him after the New Year, and then decide whether to send him to school or hire a tutor." ”
Throughout, he did not ask his grandson John's opinion.
With a secret sigh in his heart, John simply didn't think much of it, and continued to bury his head in dealing with the veal on the plate. He also understood that with his grandfather's temperament, no matter what he said, he might not be able to change his decision, so it was better to settle down and think about how to deal with the so-called "assessment" after the year.
Mrs. Stone, however, was very welcoming, and as soon as she heard what old Huntelaar had said, she smiled and said, "It is good to be cautious, and if you decide to hire a governess, I have several very good candidates to recommend to you......
In the small talk of the two adults, the brains of the two children are also busy.
Emma was still keeping an eye on John, watching him eat the second veal steak quickly and politely, while little Mr. Huntelaar himself was lost in thought while eating.
It wasn't until the last dessert came up that under the gaze of his grandfather, John suddenly smiled slightly, and said to the lady beside him, "Mrs. Stone, may you allow me to make a rash request?" ”
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