"Miss Michael's carriage is too small, and I think it is too crowded for three. Come to me, Mr. Willamette."
It was an invitation from an aristocratic girl whom Jenkins could not name. Judging from the family coat of arms on her carriage, the family to which she belonged had at least one duke.
Jenkins didn't need to look back at Britney's face, he knew she must be angry, so he shook his head and refused with a smile. The strange girl was not angry, but blushed and laughed, then turned her head and chatted with her companions for some unknown reason.
Today's itinerary was very simple, everyone arrived at around 9 o'clock, and the convoy composed of many carriages marched toward the Helen Grassland.
The pasture is located in the east of Nolan City. It is a rare area near Nolan that is suitable for the development of animal husbandry. It is also a place to supply raw materials for textile factories around the city. It took more than an hour to arrive by carriage. After getting off, Jenkins and the cat looked up at the clear sky and the white clouds, and felt the flow of air against the breeze. There was no choking fog or drowsy sky here. , Jenkins rarely felt the beauty of nature.
He took a deep breath, and even felt that the spirit in his body was shaking with the big mouthful of breath. Looking at the mountains in the distance, the endless grasslands and the girls nearby, a smile naturally appeared on his face.
"It's rare to see you smiling so happily."
Hathaway said, she stepped out of the carriage with her skirt in hand, and Jenkins immediately turned to take her hand.
Immediately afterwards, Britney also got out of the carriage, wearing a beautiful off-white wide-brimmed soft hat on her head. The girls were all dressed up beautifully today, whether it was the floral dresses, those beautiful and intricate white lace trims or the accessories in their hair, it was all to Jenkins' taste.
"Don't I laugh often?"
Jenkins asked back.
"Of course, you always have that deadpan face."
Hathaway whispered, then turned around to catch Britney's hand just like Jenkins did just now, and led her down from the carriage. After Britney got out of the car, she lifted her skirt and made a gesture of thanking her, causing Hathaway to cover her mouth and chuckle.
It is said to be outing, but in fact, no one wants to walk for a day. The size of the pasture is astonishingly large, and everyone just talked and laughed and climbed up a small hillside facing the sun, then stopped to prepare for lunch.
At least the scenery here is very good. From a distance, the mountains stand like a sky at the end of the field of vision, and nearby are the weeds that grow in early spring, dancing neatly in the wind.
Looking at the natural scenery away from industrial cities like Nolan, Jenkins felt a different side of the world.
The servants spread the tablecloth, and he sat down with Hathaway and Britney. As for the cat, it was on Jenkins' shoulders, of course.
It has been following Jenkins, and it rarely has the opportunity to come out to play like this, but it still looks unwilling to move.
Hathaway also seemed to be enjoying this time, she looked at Jenkins for a while, and Britney for a while, with an expression of inexplicable satisfaction on her face.
As for Britney, she blushed and told the other two that she had cooked part of the lunch she had brought. But apart from making the cat show a disgusted expression, it didn't bring any response from other people.
Jenkins looked up at the grasslands and mountains in the distance. There were clouds and mist on the top of the group, and the small piece of white seemed to be snow on the top of the mountain.
Except for the apotheosis state, he has never felt that his mental state is so good. [The Origin of Life] is about to move, and Jenkins even thinks that he can revive an entire forest without any effort.
The other people who came for the outing also sat around and chatted in twos and threes. Britney rejected the invitations of others, and also rejected the invitations of others for Jenkins, insisting that there were only three of them on the table cloth.
The sun was shining brightly, and Jenkins noticed the girls' long legs. Noticing the look in Jenkins' eyes, Hathaway immediately tore off her clothes:
"That's not polite, young gentleman."
Brienne also noticed his gaze, and immediately tugged on her own skirt.
"Huh? Sorry, what did you say?"
He is actually thinking about whether the price of stockings will be very cheap under the productivity of this era. Both Britney and Hathaway have beautiful legs, and Jenkins knows it.
Mr. Writer's answer naturally did not satisfy the girls, but now that there are so many people, they are unwilling to continue this topic.
After talking for a while about today's fine weather, somehow the topic turned to music. Hathaway hummed a light tune for the two of them to add to the fun. Although Jenkins didn't think it was particularly pleasant, he still admired Britney softly.
It was lunch time, but everyone else was chatting except for Chocolate, who was pawing at the portion Jenkins had prepared for him. It was probably Hathaway's singing that touched Britney, and she hummed a song afterward.
It was a very traditional lullaby. Although the tune was simple, it was a very classic piece. The original owner remembered that Mary coaxed the three brothers like this when she was a child. As usual, Jenkins couldn't hear good or bad, but he smiled and praised the girls for their beautiful voices.
"Jenkins, I know you can play music too."
The red-haired girl winked at Jenkins, referring to the event at the opera preview last month. At that time, Jenkins used [Knowledge Bestowed] to share a classic song in memory with Hathaway, which made her even more convinced that Jenkins was by no means ignorant of music as he said.
"Since we have all performed, then you should also come to a song."
The redhead encourages, while Britney smiles at Jenkins. The sun is very good, and the bright light shines on the faces of the girls, making them more beautiful and moving.
Jenkins wanted to refuse, but the relaxing environment around him made him make a rare decision. After thinking about it, the original owner only remembered the lullabies from his childhood and the obscene tunes he learned on the street.
So if you really want to find the right music, you still have to rely on Jenkin's own memory.
The enthusiasm of the girls was not easy to reject, Jenkins hesitated for a moment, then nodded, coughed lightly and cleared his throat, then sat upright, letting the familiar melody echo in his mind.
First, humming the brisk prelude with a nasal voice, the tune is brisk and pleasant, and inexplicably matches the boundless grassland behind, the blue sky in the distance, and the high mountains surrounded by clouds and mist.
Hathaway heard some different feelings, and subconsciously moved closer to Jenkins.
PS: Guess the song, add a new update if you are right.