Chapter 103 (2/2)
”I can see that you have the habit of spinning rings.” Karenin said.
Madame de Marelle was a little surprised, and then she began to laugh: ”you always look so carefully. The year before last, when you had me reminded of the torn part of that dress at that party, I thought you were a very meticulous observer. Thanks to you, I haven't lost face. ”
”That's nothing, ma'am.”
After arriving at the door, Karenin once again thanks the Madame de Marelle, and drives in the direction of the hotel in Binoche's carriage.
Karenin went back to the hotel and went straight to the suite on the third floor. When he opened the door, he found that the living room was empty. He closed the door and went to the bedroom.
The bedroom door was open, dark and quiet.
He saw that the bedding was a little messy and bulging, and his wife was shrinking in the tangled quilt, but still half of her bare back was not covered.
Karenin had never had such a deep sleep, or rather, his little wife had the momentum of sleeping so faintly that she did not want to get up.
Karenin went over and rescued part of the bedding to cover Anna.
He took the papers, closed the bedroom door, went out, and started working from the sofa.
About an hour later, the bedroom door opened.
”How long did you sleep? Anna. ” Karenin closed the official document and asked. I don't know why. He is a little curious now.
Anna woke up to know that Karenin was back. The coat was so eye-catching. At the beginning, even herself blushed at the mess on the bed. She changed her clothes and took a little care of her hair before she came out.
Now, when asked how long she had slept, she was still a little embarrassed.
”Six hours?”
”You sleep a quarter of a day.” It is logically impossible for Karenin to say that this conclusion is ridicule, but his tone is too plain and that it is praise. Finally, she simply did not want to do anything, pretended that it was over, sat down next to Karenin and asked, ”can we go and eat something now?”
”It's an hour before the normal meal time.”
Anna's mouth shriveled in disappointment, and then she heard Karenin say again.
”But if you're hungry, we can eat now.”
After he said this, Karenin harvested his little wife's bright smile and red cheeks.
”In fact, I think it's good.” Karenin whispered, a kiss on Anna's black hair.
They all felt satisfied. In fact, Karenin thought that, although the marriage was so different and full of unpredictability, it was indeed satisfactory.
When they got home for dinner, Anna did not say much. She just looked up at her husband from time to time.
”What's the matter?” Karenin asked.
Anna said, ”it's like you're going to shine now. I can't help but look at you.” She sighed again, ”I'm so worried that you'll be stolen. It's like a dragon's gold coin.”
Although Karenin had heard this strange praise and possessiveness from his little wife, he could not get used to it completely.
So he calmly pointed out that the metaphor was not appropriate again, and her wife giggled.
”Forgive me, you don't have a chance to appeal. I have many strange metaphors in my stomach.” Anna took a bite of the mushroom and then looked up at Karenin as if he were a better dish.
Karenin chose to ignore this vision this time. He had to eat enough food instead of letting his mood wander in that out of control state all the time.
The next day, Anna decided to do something to thank Karenin.
He helped her sort out the messy social relationships, so of course she had to do something to repay him.”Maybe it would be better to have some shufflei.” Anna told herself that although she could not say she was good at cooking, she still had a hand in making this kind of dessert.
Her former manager was strict with her diet, but sometimes people are so strange. You are limited in one place, and sometimes you have to make up for it in other ways.
Women and desserts always seem to be inseparable.
Anna borrowed the kitchen from Sasha. The fat cook was very kind. She lent the kitchen which was only organized to the hostess, and she was ready for a disaster. She even quietly ventured with the gatekeeper, cabidoneci, and prepared several buckets of water for preparation.
Of course, Anna doesn't know about these things.
For one thing, all Karenin's servants, even cooks, were able to prepare all possible outcomes in advance without disturbing others. Second, Anna herself has been immersed in the gift of thanks to Karenin.
Round eggs or just out of the chicken shed, with a bit of heat. The oranges in the straw baskets are very full and give off a good smell of orange.
The process of waiting makes people anxious, but when they see something coming out of the oven, they have a sense of satisfaction.
Anna couldn't wait to share it with someone, so she called Sasha in, and she wanted to have afternoon tea with the cook.
”It smells good. What are you doing, ma'am?” Sasha was a little surprised to find that the kitchen was still very clean and seemed to be brewing something delicious.
”Shufulei, there's an egg and an orange.”
Sasha took a look at the stove and sighed again.
”Would you like to have an afternoon tea with me? Sasha. ” Anna said with a smile.
”That's not very good.” Sasha hesitated and Anna pulled her hand.
”Don't refuse. I feel sorry for leaving me to have afternoon tea alone.” She deliberately said something pathetic.
Sasha laughed. ”If you say that, I don't think I have any reason to refuse this invitation again.”
The kitchen is connected to the backyard, and there is no scenery at the moment. There is no gardening facilities in Karenin's yard. It is formal, not out of the ordinary and absolutely not dazzling.
In this natural courtyard, the sunlight becomes a little frivolous. It can shine as it likes.
White painted log tables, and a few hollowed out chairs, Sasha magically took out a small pink plaid tablecloth and spread it on it.
Anna asked anuska to bring the table mat she had made in advance, lace style. They chose a rose colored bone china tea set, and the milk was put in a transparent glass pot. It has orange and butter aromas, sweet and fresh.