近期热门的优选书刊《飘》，轻松有趣温柔的治愈你(64)

His eyes sparkled wickedly and he dug his elbow into Hugh"s ribs.
“And I never thought you"d be driving a pie wagon, Renny Picard，”she said. Instead of being ashamed at having his degrading occupation thrown in his face, he seemed pleased and laughed uproariously, slapping Hugh on the back.
“Touché！”he cried.“Belle Mbre, Madame Merriwether, she mek me do eet, ze first work I do een all my life, me, RenéPicard, who was to grow old breeding ze race horse, playing ze feedle！Now, I drive ze pie wagon and I lak eet！Madame Belle Mére, she can mek a man do annyzing.She should have been ze general and we win ze war, eh, Tommy？”
Well！thought Scarlett. The idea of liking to drive a pie wagon when his people used to own ten miles along the Mississippi River and a big house in New Orleans, too！
“If we"d had our mothers-in-law in the ranks, we"d have beaten the Yankees in a week，”agreed Tommy, his eyes straying to the slender, indomitable form of his new mother-in-law.“The only reason we lasted as long as we did was because of the ladies behind us who wouldn"t give up.”