I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 333 Mrs. Hans
She rescued a child when it was snowing in the morning. When the snow stopped in the afternoon, Xia Qingdai took Jane over for afternoon tea.

Xia Qingdai hadn't seen Jane for half a month and missed her very much.

The two of them sat together on the sofa in front of the fireplace, warming themselves by the fire. There were books and tea on the coffee table in front of them, and they were chatting endlessly, so much so that it was difficult for Miss Bai to get in between them.

In fact, you shouldn't go out in such weather. Sitting around the fireplace at home and warming yourself by the fire is the best thing in life, but Jane came anyway.

She didn't have many friends. Apart from her sister, whom she loved dearly, she was also best friends with Xia Qingdai. Whenever someone sent someone to invite her, she would always come happily.

Ever since Xia Qingdai delivered lamp oil to Pastor Austin's family last time, they no longer had to save on lamps, but they were still reluctant to use more firewood.

Burning fireplaces wastes a lot of firewood, and it is not the right time to burn fireplaces in Pastor Austin's home at this season.

When Jane went out, her mother was thinking whether there was enough firewood in the house for this winter. It was the first snow today, should we start lighting the fireplace now?

Compared to other pastors, Austen was relatively poor. But compared to the poor, the pastor's income was considerable, so Jane was not a child from a poor family.

The two were chatting so excitedly that before they knew it, the sky had darkened again, and they were completely unaware.

Because the lights and candles were soon lit in the reception room. Under the bright lights, the two did not even notice the change in the sky.

When Jane remembered to look at the clock on the wall, she was shocked to find that it was already pitch black outside.

"Oh, is it so late?" Jane stood up quickly, looked up at the time on the wall, and said in surprise, "No, it's only four o'clock."

Xia Qingdai smiled and said, "In November, winter time begins and the daylight hours are getting shorter and shorter."

Jane agreed, then said that she would go back first.

Xia Qingdai hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay: "Don't worry, don't worry, have dinner first. I'm leaving tomorrow, so please stay with me."

Jane thought about it and agreed.

But I didn’t expect that after this dinner, there would be a heavy snowstorm with strong wind.

It is not very convenient to go out at this time. The carriage is in danger of being blown over by the wind, and the horses may slip in the snow.

Xia Qingdai thought it was a good idea to stay here, since there were plenty of rooms in the castle anyway.

Reverend Austin and his family were not worried when they saw the heavy snow and their daughter did not come back in time. They all knew that she must have been invited to stay at Fucui Villa.

In the evening, Jane and Xia Qingdai took a music lesson with Miss Bai. Owen was inspired and played a song at the piano after the girls' lesson.

Xia Qingdai, who was about to read a book, was attracted by the beautiful piano sound and looked up at Owen. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that boys who can play the piano are really cool.

Of course, it was actually because Owen was so handsome that she had this illusion. If it was Liszt, who was showing off his skills, sitting at the piano, she would definitely not even bother to take a second look.

After finishing the song, Owen played a new song, which was "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" that Xia Qingdai often played.

Hearing this familiar melody, Xia Qingdai couldn't help but hum along with the music.

Jane smiled and said, "What are you singing? A Chinese song from the East? Sing it louder, it sounds very nice."

Xia Qingdai then really started singing loudly, and the song she sang was not the original version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, but a modern adaptation of a pop song.

Several people gathered around the piano, talking and laughing, looking extremely happy.

Only Caroline in the corner was very hurt. No one invited her to talk. Caroline, who had been in the room with her mother all day, did not come out until dinner time and did not say a word to anyone. At the dinner table, Miss White practiced not talking while eating, and cousin Owen was always silent.

Xia Qingdai and Jane chatted quietly to themselves, and then followed Miss Bai to class together. Caroline had to sit on the sofa alone, embroidering in boredom, feeling very absent.

Hearing them playing the piano and chatting, Caroline, who was determined to take the initiative, put down the embroidery in her hands, quietly walked to the side of the group, and wanted to join them.

But at this time Owen stopped playing the piano. He left the piano stool, picked up a book, walked to the sofa, and began to read by the light.

Xia Qingdai and Jian crowded in front of the piano, playing a guessing note game.

Miss Bai felt tired, said good night, and left first. Caroline tried to interrupt their conversation several times, but failed. Jane would still pay attention to her, but Xia Qingdai basically didn't listen to what she said.

So Caroline sat next to Owen again and watched him read.

Owen didn't need to be polite to his cousin, and directly ordered coldly: "Don't sit here and disturb me, please find something to do."

Caroline blushed at what Owen said. She quickly stood up and bowed, then sat on another sofa and continued her embroidery.

Just when everyone thought that the night would end peacefully, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Someone was knocking frantically on the door.

Xia Qingdai stopped what she was doing and looked towards the door in confusion.

Jane was also surprised and asked, "It's so late and it's a snowy night, who could it be?"

Her doubts were soon answered because a servant had heard the noise and went to open the door.

After a while, Owen's personal servant Gerald came to report: "My Lord, it's Mrs. Hans..."

Owen frowned slightly: "Why is she here?"

"I don't know. She wouldn't tell me when I asked her. She just asked me to report. It seems she wants to see you for something."

"Bring the man in."

"Yes."

A few minutes later, heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor. The people in the living room looked at each other, feeling that the owner of the footsteps seemed to be in a bad mood.

The face that appeared at the door of the reception room confirmed their thoughts.

Mrs. Hans appeared with a frosty face, staring at Owen on the sofa, as if he was a heartless man, which made people confused.

Caroline was the first to stand up and greet them, followed by the rest of the people who stood up and greeted them.

"Mrs. Hans, it's so late, what can I do for you? Is there anything I can help you with?" Owen spoke politely, but his expression and tone were very cold, and he didn't seem like he really wanted to help.

Mrs. Hans stared at Owen with her big eyes like copper bells: "Mr. Hans got drunk today and said some nonsense. I don't know if it's true, so I want to ask you."

Owen said coldly, "I'm glad you think so highly of me, but I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I've never been drunk, so I don't know whether what a drunk person says is true or false. Perhaps you can ask your father, and he will be able to help you solve your doubts."

"You really don't know?" Mrs. Hans shouted, "But didn't Mr. Hans come to Evra because of your invitation?"