Cheng Qianxun had just sewn one, and an SS soldier wearing a helmet and a black uniform came over. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he held a large pile of uniforms and threw them all in front of her, this time it was a soldier's clothes.

How long will this be sewn? She stared.

Snead and Reeger came in from the outside, both with a black whip in their hands, and they walked without anger, and when they walked through the door, it seemed as if they could block out all the sunlight that was shining into the house from outside.

Regel frowned when he saw the two large piles of clothes: "So many, don't think about going back today." ”

"If you can't finish sewing today, you will finish tomorrow, tomorrow will not be done, and the day after tomorrow, when will it be completed and when will it go." Sneijder took off his gloves coldly, looking a little cold, so simple movements could be done handsomely, no wonder the racist Himmler would summon him for a medical examination.

Snead glanced at him with green eyes, as another soldier next to him brought in clothes to sew. Another large stack was placed next to it, and Cheng Qianxun could only stare at it.

Sneijder was heard to continue calmly and gently, not only to Regle, but also to all the others present who had ears: "The officers and men here can carry guns and tools, but they are not good at sewing and repairing needlework. And the men of Tsarist Russia, except for drinking and beating women, will not do anything, and fighting is also to send them to death. Call a Polish woman, and if there is a spy in it, she will sew a bug in her clothes. Even if they weren't spies, they were worried that they deliberately left the needles inside. It just so happens that your little princess of the East is here, so let her do it, you won't feel distressed, right? ”

Although I don't know if Sneijder left her for business or private reasons, one advantage is that she can stay here to find Rudolph and not have to find another opportunity for Regel to bring her.

Cheng Qianxun hurriedly said coaxingly: "It is my honor to serve the empire. I have to do work, otherwise how can I be embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing? ”

"Yes, you have to work if you want to survive." Sneijder was pleased with her words: "The Jews in the concentration camps also talked to the pigs every day, but they still wanted to get something for nothing. ”

Jewish pig, and on another battlefield, the Chinese people at this time were also called like this, and even added an East Asian sick man. Four years later, when the Germans become captives, they will also be pigs, why do humans always have trouble with pigs? Perhaps pigs are born to be slaughtered and eaten. If you think about it, pig, it's really apt.

Since this is the case, then sew it, Cheng Qianxun picked up an officer's coat.

Sneijder and Regel's work is relatively leisurely, as long as the captives don't make trouble, run away, or fight, they can be said to have nothing to do. So I went to the office for coffee and played chess.

Cheng Qianxun sewed slowly and carefully, the most important thing was that she wanted to stay here, especially the officer's uniform that was sewn first, so she had to be more careful.

Someone came, but she continued to sew intently, it was Sneijder and Regel, and two in gray-black uniforms.

Sneijder once said that the most important thing to watch out for was the SS soldiers in such uniforms, who specialized in espionage agents, and they may be in charge of the interrogation room.

One of them walked over and pulled out one of the neatly folded officers' coats: "Oh, sewn? ”

opened it and took a closer look, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction: "It's really good." Cheng Qianxun not only sewed all the places, but also pulled them out vigorously and folded them well, making the clothes look like they had just been ironed.

The other one also found his coat, and Cheng Qianxun specially picked out a uniform of this color to sew first. After he saw it, he stared sharply, with a bit of vigilance that they should be in their business: "What did you do before?" ”

Cheng Qianxun put down the needle and thread and looked back without any abnormality: "Sir, I didn't do anything before, I relied on my family to support me, but I usually do housework. ”

"Then why is it so good, better than the sewing ladies and the servants?" The SS asked with a bit of treacherousness.

Nonsense, even if it is a maid who gets it in exchange for food, she will serve them reluctantly, and when it is done, she will not do it well at all.

"Attentively." She still replied calmly: "As long as you put your mind to everything, you can do it well." To be able to eat and live well here, I should do everything I can with my heart, so that I can be at ease here, otherwise I will only starve to death. ”

People outside are not as good as pigs and dogs, soaking in mud and water to starve, and this idea is very right and realistic. The man was finally relieved: "I heard that you know a few Chinese languages and do a good job, no wonder you can get the appreciation and trust of Major Sneijder, who has always been very demanding, and do a good job." ”

"Yes, sir." Cheng Qianxun continued to pick up the needle and thread in his hand and dried, secretly relieved in his heart.

I heard Snead say, "She's looking for someone, or you guys have an idea." ”

Cheng Qianxun raised it in his heart, how could Sneijder bring this up at this time, these two Nazi SS soldiers who have nothing to do with this matter are still specialized in interrogation and reporting by spies.

Sure enough, the two of them immediately became vigilant again: "Who are you looking for?" ”

Cheng Qianxun had no choice but to bite the bullet and concoct what he told Legel and Sneijder, saying that it was entrusted by the old man to find what might be his only relative.

As soon as they heard that this was definitely a name only for enemy countries, both of them frowned almost at the same time.

One of them said: "Here are only a part of the prisoners, along here to Moscow, there are more than a dozen battalions on the southwest front alone, not counting Ukraine and other places." Are you sure he's right here? ”

Cheng Qianxun thought about it, what the heavenly realm wants to see is not her appearance of looking for people all over the world, it should be like the upper layer, and it depends on her suffering and dilemma among these teammates, so people will naturally send it. But she always had to make up a reason to deal with these secret service officers, so she nodded affirmatively: "I have asked someone to divinate him, and said that he will definitely be found here." ”

Both of them immediately laughed, and one joked: "I heard that the Führer believes in astrology very much, but I didn't expect to meet someone here who also believes in such illusory things." ”

How can you talk about the Führer in vain? After speaking, he knew that he had leaked his mouth, and his face pulled down by himself, and the atmosphere was a little tense for a while. It seems that even if it is a colleague, it is necessary to be vigilant, and it may be more careful.

Cheng Qianxun looked left and right, and quickly eased up: "Emperor Qin and Han Wu, King Zhou and Tang Dynasty, these famous emperors all believe in it, so they created a prosperous era." It doesn't matter if it's unreal or not, it just works. ”

As soon as she heard the comparison of the Führer to the Emperor of the Prosperous Dynasty, the solemnity in the air disappeared, and the person who said the wrong thing smiled at her: "Then go and look for it, I hope you can find it." ”

"Thank you!" Cheng Qianxun smiled.

Holding the needle and sewing, and continuing to mend it after lunch, his eyes were a little interfered, Cheng Qianxun blinked, stood up and shook his clothes, pulled flat with a little effort, and began to fold them. Another one was made, so that all the officers' coats were mended, and now they were shirts. The shirts were relatively simple, most of them were buttoned off, the German army's supplies were still relatively sufficient, and even the soldiers' trousers were at most a little old, and patches on the knees were rare.

Snead walked in and glanced at a neatly folded stack of about a dozen officers' coats next to him, "Take a break, it's time for dinner." ”

What, it's time for dinner? Cheng Qianxun looked out, the sky was already dark, and he was anxious: "The prisoners' dinner should be served, right?" ”

"Well, it's done!" Snead looked at her with a little smile and sat down in the chair a little deflated, and said leisurely, "But it doesn't matter." ”

"Whoever is called Rudolph, all come out, come out!" Several soldiers with guns and steel helmets shouted loudly: "Do you hear me, all come out and stand there." ”

Cheng Qianxun looked at Sneijder suspiciously, why did he look for it this time?

Sneijder stood beside him, his hands behind his back, his body straight as loose, and whispered, "Both SS officers have praised you for your work, and they have allowed you to search for your family, and this is your reward." ”

Cheng Qianxun suddenly understood why Sneijder wanted to mention this in front of other officers, if she continued to look for it like this, even if she concealed it, she would be known by others sooner or later. Just say it generously, but you will not be suspected of collaborating with the enemy and the like.

She thanked her and continued to keep an eye on the camp.

Those captives don't know why they specifically look for someone named Rudolph, whether to question or shoot, but the person named Rudolph must stand up, otherwise they will be found out, or the person who knows the details will sell it for a piece of bread and a potato, and the end will definitely not be as comfortable as a bullet.

As soon as dinner was over, all the bodies were taken out, and all those who could walk were left to stand aside. There are really a lot of people with this name, more than a hundred.

Cheng Qianxun looked at them one by one and shook his head. She lowered her head and sighed softly.

Sneijder reached out and put his hand on her shoulder, reassuring, "I'll find it." ”

Cheng Qianxun was stunned, although Sneijder used to be the most comfortable at comforting her, but now Sneijder has already changed someone. Snead also suddenly sensed something, and immediately retracted his hand, still looking left and right with a serious and majestic look, but at this time, he had a more serious feeling of pretending to be a three-way book.

He said, "Since the person has not been found, can we go in for dinner?" He waved at the soldier and turned to head into the house.

"Disband!" The soldiers roared, and those named Rudolph were probably still inexplicable, and it was not clear why this oriental woman was looking for a Soviet soldier.

Cheng Qianxun smiled secretly and followed Snead into the house.

The officers in the dining room had already begun to eat, including the two SS men in the morning. When they learned that they hadn't found him, they asked what the man looked like.

It doesn't hurt to say it, anyway, she is here to find someone, Cheng Qianxun recalled: "He is not tall, about 1.72 to 1.74 meters, his hair likes to be combed into a middle seam, and he has no beard... (To be continued.) )