Chapter 137: Christmas (2)
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"I was very expressive at that time," Benedict laughed, "If that's a good thing now, how can you be an actor without a desire?" But when I was young, I was very annoying and always causing trouble, such as making noise in class and stuff. "At that time, teachers and parents were trying to put his energy into good things, and so, he got his first role in the school drama A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Li Han also watched this play, so he asked: "You played Lasander?" ”
Timothy couldn't help but laugh and said, "No, he played Hermia." ”
Hermia is the heroine of A Midsummer Night's Dream, and Li Han and Gavin couldn't help but laugh when they looked at Benedict, and they really couldn't imagine how he could play the girl back.
Benedict didn't mind, but said proudly, "I also played six and a half pennies in Ann." "Ann is the heroine of six and a half pennies, a long-suffering female character.
He began to sing a song, Li Han looked at Gavin a little blankly, and Gavin introduced him in a low voice: "This song makes me not believe a word, it is a song in six and a half pennies." "Six-and-a-half pennies tells the story of a couple who are in poverty and have to separate, each carrying six pennies as tokens, and meeting to renew their relationship in the future, and Benedict played the girl in the couple.
Benedict uses his singing voice to show the appearance of a 1O-year-old child acting, he is usually a little childish, and his performance is vivid, even if he is now in his thirties, he does not feel out of place at all.
The meal was eaten for a long time, and there was a wall clock in the restaurant that used birds instead of numbers. When Li Han finished eating, he subconsciously glanced at it, and the hour hand pointed to the position of the canny-headed chaffinch, which was two o'clock in the afternoon. They helped Wanda carry the empty tray to the kitchen, and Wanda chattered about her son's past like any old woman.
"Shall we go out for a walk?" Benedict yì.
Li Han and Gavin both said that they were okay, and they were okay anyway, so they just went out to eliminate food. Swindon is a very small city, even if you walk through the whole small city it only takes about 20 minutes, which is not as good as the county seat in China. It's about the size of a township street. However, the scenery is very beautiful, and it can be said that there are scenery everywhere.
When I entered the door, I was too shocked, and I didn't pay attention to it, but at this time, Li Han realized that the old house of Benedict's house was quite beautiful. It's just a small farmhouse, old and small. But the gray bricks and tiles reveal a heavy sense of history.
"It's too cold now, it's more beautiful in the spring." Benedict said proudly. I greeted Timothy, who was transplanting the camellia into the yard, and took them around, "At that time, there were all kinds of green trees and lawns everywhere, the walls of every house were hung with flowers and plants planted by the owner, there were all kinds of water birds playing in the clear river, and sometimes you could see white swans flowing down the river. ”
The houses in the small town are similar to Benjamin's. They are all small stone houses, which are staggered on both sides of the road, and they are antique. A small and graceful river runs through the village, connected by several quaint stone arch bridges. This made the honey-yellow mansion even more abrupt, and Li Han jokingly asked, "Who is that house?" It's so unsociable. ”
Benedict explained: "That's Kate Moss's house, you probably don't know her, she's a model. She was from Credan, and the house had been newly built by her two years earlier. ”
Although Benedict did not say it explicitly, Li Han still heard his unfinished meaning, but it was still some secret problems between the British class. Although Benedict does not admit that he is in the upper class and has always emphasized that he is the middle class, whether it is Timothy and Wanda, or the temperament revealed by Benedict, they have all been precipitated by years and the environment. From the decoration of the room to the speech and demeanor, it reveals a kind of upper-class style. And this Ms. Katemoth is obviously from a civilian background, and when she makes money after becoming famous, she will inevitably have a taste of a tyrant in it. Just look at her house, it's out of place in this small town.
Li Han didn't want to talk about such a sensitive topic as class, so he changed the topic and asked, "What kind of place is that?" He was referring to a wide clearing across the river, bordered by a few very low stone houses that didn't look like places to live.
"It's a small ranch over there. Now that the pastures are dry, the good thing is that the sheep like to eat grass roots, but you have to be careful to drive them to change places from time to time. Otherwise, the grass won't grow next year. ”
Li Han wanted to say that they were fishing in the dry water, and their reluctance to buy forage would affect the quality of next year's pasture, but he couldn't remember how to say this word.
Turn the corner, there is a church in front, and in front of the church is a cemetery, and most of the tombstones are very dilapidated, and you can see the antiquity of the church from the year above.
From here, you can see the difference between the East and the West, Li Han has not been in the countryside in China, and has seen people buried in the countryside, their cemeteries are all on the barren mountains in the suburbs, and occasionally the closer ones are also next to the fields outside the village, and no one will bury the dead in the village.
Walking along the old stone path through the cemetery, and then through a pine forest, turning a few small stone houses, a large manor house appeared in front of you, the house is a centuries-old castle, in front of the castle is a centuries-old pasture, behind is a centuries-old garden, you can see the traces of history everywhere, this is probably the biggest selling point of the manor hotel.
The pasture was the size of two or three football fields, and the snow was swept away. The entrance to the hotel is a stone arch with an inscription on it the year of construction: 1633. Bypassing the hotel, Li Han realized that it was built next to the river, and the river passed through its back garden, parallel to a dirt road, and disappeared after a bend along the mountain.
Walking along the river, there are a few small stone houses around the corner, which do not look like they are inhabited.
"This is probably where the servants of the lord of the manor used to live," Benedict guessed, "and I don't know why it wasn't demolished when the manor hotel was rebuilt." ”
A little further on, there is a bustling shopping street, which is bustling with shops on both sides, including restaurants, hotels, ready-to-wear stores, pet shops, etc., as well as a small clinic. It's just that today is Christmas Eve, when everyone is on holiday, the shops are all closed and closed, and only one or two restaurants are still open, but they are also very deserted.
The shopping street came to the end and turned again, Li Han saw that they were back in front of Benedict's house, Timothy was moving a 2-meter-high Christmas tree out of the utility room, Benedict hurriedly went over to help, Li Han and Gavin under Timothy's command found a large roll of colored lights and a large bag of decorative trinkets from the utility room, so they spent the rest of the time on decorating the Christmas tree.
By the time they finished dressing up the Christmas tree, it was already dark, and it was snowing outside, and the whole town was covered under snow. Li Han sat bored in front of the window, watching the roof opposite being thickened by snow little by little, and snowflakes flying all over the sky, which reminded him of some pictures of British snow scenes he had seen before. The history of Britain is far inferior to that of Huangguo, but people pay attention to protection, whether it is culture or architecture, they have always maintained their own characteristics, unlike Huangguo, which has been called to move forward, and other people's things are not descript, and their own culture has been left far aside.
The ringing of his cell phone interrupted his rare sentimentality, and it was Edwin's call: "Edwin, Merry Christmas!" ”
"Merry Christmas, cold, besides, didn't I hand over your case to Interpol?"
He hadn't heard anything from the case of that international criminal organization since it was handed over, and Li Han asked curiously, "The case is solved?" ”
"No," Edwin said with a somber voice, "those criminals were killed during the escort, and the six escorting policemen and three drivers were killed, and the clue was broken." The criminal organization didn't know which side had an inside line, and after a bad inquiry, it just disappeared, and now Interpol didn't know where to start, so it stopped completely. In short, you still have to be careful in the future, I'm afraid they won't give up. ”
"Don't worry, I'll be careful, did you receive the Christmas present? I don't know if Little Abel likes it or not? ”
Speaking of his son Edwin, he laughed: "I don't know who taught it, the little guy said that the Christmas gift was to be opened on Christmas morning, and he kept it." I saw that he was actually itching in my heart, and I took it in my hand and looked at it many times. ”
Hanging up the phone, Li Han hesitated for a moment and dialed Lydia's mobile phone: "Lydia, what are you doing?" ”
The voice on the other side of the phone was a little noisy, and after a while, it was quiet again, and Lydia said: "It's too noisy in it just now, I have a Christmas pie with my friends, and I'll go back to eat Christmas dinner after opening the pie duì......"
Although they are talking about trivial things, they may not know what they said when they hang up the phone, but people in love are like this, they always like to talk about meaningless topics on the phone, but they are never tired of it, obviously there is no big thing, but they can talk about life for two hours a day, even if they see a dog on the road, or there is a beautiful flower in the yard, they can also talk about it.
By the time she hung up again, Wanda was already preparing Christmas dinner, Timothy was in the kitchen to give her a hand, and Benedict and Gavin were playing chess. Li Han only knows a little bit about the rules of chess, and he has never even played a game of chess, and he just sits next to him to watch the excitement. However, the warm fireplace and beautiful Christmas tree, as well as the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, made him want to feel a kind of "this is called Christmas", as if only the Chinese New Year is like a Chinese New Year with couplets and firecrackers.