Chapter 173: Imagination of the Future

When a victory is over, a tooth sacrifice is an unparalleled enjoyment, not to mention that this is still a very "professional chef" himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yerentina could not resist the temptation to be fine, so she looked forward to the evening meal all day, so much so that she ate a few slices of bread throughout the day, and kept her stomach for the evening feast.

Of course, their expectations are worth it.

The patchwork table was placed at home, the house was not large, and it was a little reluctant to squeeze in seven or eight people.

Now the fruits of a day's work are on the table.

"Chicken stewed mushrooms, mutton soup, mutton dumplings, and mutton roasted potatoes, this meal is hearty enough." Yang Mingzhi pinched his waist to appreciate this.

"I think it's okay. You men have a big appetite, but fortunately, there are many dumplings prepared this time. Cook dumplings quickly, brother, you don't have to worry. ā€

Star fruit also prepares some dipping sauce, which is actually a meat sauce made from the secondary processing of canned beef. There is no vinegar and no soy sauce, and it is enough to have a salty and salty meat sauce.

In terms of drinking, a preserved bottle of vodka is just a pot of tea made from seized black tea powder, and some hot milk.

In difficult conditions, this meal was a luxury.

Soon, the invitees arrived. Yevlov and Yerentina discussed all the way, and when they reached the door of Yang Mingzhi's house, they asked about the overflowing fragrance.

"It's delicious, God knows what they did!" Yerenkina couldn't wait to open the door, stunned by the sight in front of her, and the worms in her stomach were immediately hooked out, and began to scream and roar.

"Alas! Sister Yerenkina, you're here! Take your seats! Take your seats! Carambola welcomed with a smile, at the moment she was still holding a rice spoon in her hand, and she was still wearing an apron on the mountain, a lively image of a cook.

Yerentina didn't see it, and sat down with a buttocks. She immediately wanted to respect her instinctive desire to start, but was immediately stopped by Yang Mingzhi. "Let's observe some etiquette, and let's have a drink when everyone comes."

There was also a bottle of vodka on the table, and Yerentina immediately smiled awkwardly.

Soon everyone who should have arrived arrived, and the house was full of people. In addition to the adults, there are also two girls and a little Zhengtai.

Everyone knows that this Chinese couple always eats with two very thin wooden sticks, and they seem to have very dexterous fingers. Everyone took their own teacups, their own tableware, and their own bowls, saving embarrassment.

Yang Mingzhi stood up and stood up, filling it up for all those who could drink, and his wife still forgot it.

"Nope! I'll drink some of it anyway. It's not like you don't know that I can drink. Star fruit said dissatisfiedly. She stood up, but even when she did, she was a little short. The old Maozi uncles who came over were all furry with stubble, and their figures were unusually tall and burly.

"Bessica, you still don't drink the bar. You're still too young. Balzen said with some amusement.

"Nope! I'm going to drink. She turned her eyes to Yevlov. Division, Commander, why don't you give an order? It's not that you don't know about me, and we can be regarded as old comrades-in-arms for more than a year. ā€

Yevlov was all too familiar with the couple, and he knew that they had cooked it when they were in the Far East. This one is called stew, the other is called dumplings, and they are both delicacies of the people on the south bank of the Amur River.

"Okay, I'll give the order. All of you here today, except for the younger brother of our sniper hero Natasha, everyone has to have a drink! ā€

Since this is the case, Yang Mingzhi has no choice.

"Cheers!" Everyone stood up and held their teacups aloft.

"Come on! Respect for this battle, our great success. ā€

"To this great patriotic war!"

"To our motherland!"

……

In the end, everyone drank it all.

The teacups were placed on the table, and everyone immediately took action, and everyone became hungry wolves under the hunger.

Carambola looked at these people with satisfaction, these officers were very crazy when they were fighting, and they were so crazy when they ate, as if they were born crazy people, full of passion. These dumplings are really one bite after another, and they are shouted that they are very delicious.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more. You're welcome, I'll go to the next pot. After eating only a little star fruit, she immediately got up and went straight to the outdoor stove to continue making dumplings.

So Yang Mingzhi had to give her more dishes. It is said that women in feudal society do not eat at the table, but I am afraid that this is the reason. A group of old men who eat meat and drink wine dominate the table, women are really too lazy to be together with this group of rough men, and they eat very fast, and they have to let the women continue to cook and send them up.

This gluttonous feast continued, and the more people ate, and the more people talked.

Carambola returned to her seat and hurried to eat, and accepted everyone's praise.

The battalion commander Pavlov couldn't help but think: "When the war is over, Besika can become a cook, and she will definitely be loved by everyone." ā€

"Chef? Forget it. I would follow my husband and if I could, I felt I could work as a doctor. But I made an appointment with my husband that when the war was over I would be very young, and I wanted to go to school, at least to study medicine. ā€

The "lofty ambition" of star fruit made those present ponder. When the war was over, she was the choice. Now the war is a very critical moment, as if the dawn of victory is about to disappear, and she still firmly believes in the victory of the war.

In this warm township, starting with star fruit, everyone began to think about it when they were full of wine and food.

Yerentina said: "When the war is won, I guess I will have to continue the work of the Ministry of Internal Affairs." Or I'll end up quitting my job, be a petty official, and get married, and do what a woman does. With the key words, her eyes involuntarily swept towards the man.

Yevlov, Yang Mingzhi could vaguely feel that Yerenkina had some meaning for him. After all, in principle, one is the division commander and the other is the division political commissar, and both men and women are also very young, tending to human instincts, and they should also have some good feelings.

But Yevlov didn't have that much ambition. "I think my future is also ordinary, I am lucky to have the position of division commander, and when the war is over, I should also be disarmed and returned to the field. If I could, I could go to a small factory and be a cadre. Really, war is too cruel, I want peace, I want a quiet life. ā€

Speaking of this, his eyes were aimed at Yang Mingzhi. "Berekov, I remember that your dream was to return to your homeland and save your people."

Yang Mingzhi nodded. "I have to liberate my homeland and get rid of the Japanese, who are just like the Nazis. That's what I'm aiming for. Before that, I was an internationalist fighter and worked with the Soviet Red Army to wipe out the Nazis in front of me. After settling these matters in the end, whether to stay in the Soviet Union or return to the motherland depends on the actual situation. ā€

Belarus, Yang Mingzhi already has feelings for this place. From April, when the army crossed half the world to arrive here, to the outbreak of war, and finally to the swamp. This place is full of comrades-in-arms who have been born and died, and the comradeship is difficult to part.

"I already have feelings for this land, this is Belarus, it seems to me almost a second home, and I can stay here in the future."

Yang Mingzhi thought more thoughtfully. China will drive out the invaders, after which the outbreak of civil war is the wheel of history, and a small butterfly will not change. After that, Tie Mu came, major events in history will still happen, some tragedies will also happen, the wheel of history will move forward step by step, and small people in the big era can only conform to the times. But you can go first, because you should think about the future of yourself and your family.

His wife was so young, she didn't talk about it, she suffered a series of terrible things, and the whole family died. When peace comes, as a husband, you must take her to live in a long-term peaceful and stable region, and Belarus is perhaps the most suitable place.

Yang Mingzhi did not explain these considerations, but his sentence "Belarus is my second hometown" undoubtedly touched many people.

So much so that Yerentina asked: "Berekov, did you want to become a Soviet citizen, join the Socialist People's Republic of Belarus?" ā€

The Soviet Union was a big alliance, in which Belarus played a very important role. In the Soviet Union, he had a great deal of autonomy and a voice. It is only that the whole territory of Belarus is now considered to have fallen, the seat of Belarus has been abolished, and all government officials have gone into exile, so that the guerrilla republic of the later war era was born.

These words stopped Yang Mingzhi. "I am a citizen of New China, and I can't help myself when I escape into this era, do I want to turn my back on my motherland?" But after thinking about it, now Grandpa Tai is still strategizing in the cave, and even New China was only established a few years later.

His identity is actually a person from the Republic of China, and in such an era, such an identity is indignant (the poverty and weakness of the Republic of China makes the people sad), but there is also an identity of a soldier of the Anti-Japanese Union, and the official identity is an officer of the Soviet Red Army.

Here are all their own people, Yelentina continued: "Berekov, in fact, it is easy for the superiors to investigate that your identity is forged, you are Chinese, and your military nationality is indeed Buryat Mongol. You have to think about your future. Only if you join the USSR and de jure become us, will you be able to do more. ā€

Yelenkina nodded Yang Mingzhi very vaguely, which meant nothing more than "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different." Lao Maozi is also consistent racist, unless the person is of great benefit to them.

Mr. Yang did not respond directly.

"Berekov, I advise you to think about it. Here we are all comrades-in-arms who have been born and died, you are actually more capable than Yevlov, but you are still a foreigner, and it is impossible for your superiors to give you a higher position. Yerentina deliberately looked at Yevlov's expression, and saw that he was bold in his words.

In Yevlov's heart, Yang Mingzhi was regarded as a savior, and without him, the surviving brethren would have been buried in the suburbs of Minsk. So he didn't care about Yerentina's words, and echoed: "My deputy division commander, I think you have the ability to command a larger army. Now you should think about your future, and presumably your superiors will definitely give you a similar choice in the future. Especially for Belarus, the feats you have achieved in the battles you commanded are enough to receive the title of Hero of the Soviet Union several times, as well as a lot of medals and bonuses. ā€

They said a lot, and Yang Mingzhi listened to it in his ears. He was very conflicted in his heart, did he want to become a Soviet citizen for the sake of high-ranking officials? Or did it have to be done for the sake of the future, for the cause of liberating the Motherland?

"I understand what you're saying. I'll continue to think about it. ā€

Yang Mingzhi shifted the topic away, and there was a hairy girl by his side. Natasha, she's still a sniper hero in the newspapers!

This girl was mentioned by Yang Mingzhi, and everyone suddenly came to their senses.

"Actually, I think Natasha is enough for the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. She's a good sniper, and when we get in touch with our superiors, we'll be sure to repay her! Yang Mingzhi said.

"That's natural. But I'm curious to know what she plans for the future. Yerentina looked at the girl kindly.

"I ...... I want to go to school. Natasha's heartfelt voice, "I was originally a ninth-grader, but I dropped out of school because of the war. ā€

The Soviet Union had 10 years of compulsory education during World War II, which was a very modern measure. Natasha is actually very smart and studious, but the war has caused children like her to be out of school and lose their families.

Contrary to Soviet policy, the Nazi occupation forces only wanted these children to be slaves.

"So I had to go back to school, finish my last year and get my diploma. After that, I want to go to university. If I could, I would like to become a teacher in the future. ā€

"Then I should go to school even more!" Carambola scrambled to speak.

The two girls are sniper partners and are like sisters.

Carambola subconsciously stroked her stomach: "People say that if a mother doesn't have knowledge, the child will become a stupid." So I had to go to school, for the sake of my children. ā€

The man was so arrogant that he didn't pay attention, and the sensitive Yelenkina immediately became vigilant, looking at Yang Mingzhi like an eagle's eyes: "My deputy division commander." Explain the mistake. I remember you made a promise. ā€

"Me? What's wrong with me? ā€

Yerenkina's eyes were even sharper, as if she was interrogating a class enemy: "Tell me, is your wife pregnant?" ā€

"That's impossible!" Yang Mingzhi sharply denied. "Am I crazy? I didn't do that kind of thing, how could I possibly let her risk in such a difficult environment? The war will inevitably end, and the two of us will naturally arrange it when the time comes. I'm not a stallion in heat, and if we can't give my child a peaceful environment, we won't let him come to earth. ā€

His family was stunned, until the star fruit snorted twice: "Sister Yelenkina, you think too much." I'm just making a gesture with an analogy. ā€

The crowd rejoiced again.

However, Yang Mingzhi immediately asked: "Yerenkina, I heard that you were an orphan in your childhood, which is very bad. I think you can pursue your happiness now, and when the war comes, you will have to find your partner, and you will also be a mother. ā€

Yerentina has been through too much, and she has long since matured. She nodded slowly and looked at Yevlov.

Everything was in plain sight, Yang Mingzhi already fully understood, and sighed.

"Comradeship-in-arms is finally transformed into family affection, which is also a beautiful happiness." (To be continued.) )