Chapter 67. Meet next
Several people around also looked at little Shushkovich a little strangely, but they looked at Andropov and didn't say anything, because they all knew it, and the other party knew it in their hearts. =Top=Point=Small-Say that they all have a belief in their hearts, and they are not enough to say anything to an ignorant child.
But Andropov slowly stood up, looked at little Shushkovich, who was looking at him suspiciously, couldn't help frowning slowly, but still sighed and said: "Little Shushkovich, didn't I tell you, don't tell others what I taught you?" ”
"But I think Mr. Losmachenko is a good man!"
Little Shushkovich lowered his head slightly, seeing the frowning brows of Andropov and the others, he seemed to realize his mistake, bit his lip a little aggrieved, and then raised his head to look at Andropov and said: "Really, Uncle Andropov, when you pick up Mr. Losmachenko tomorrow, you will know that he is a very good person!" ”
"All right, little Shushkovich, but I'm still going to tell you that you can't tell anyone else about this again!"
Looking at the aggrieved appearance of little Shushkovich, Andropov still sighed softly, turned his head to look at the others behind him, and his eyes were also apologetic. Nodding, he continued to Shushkovich Jr.: "Look, will we abide by this agreement in the future?" ”
"Well, I'll never say it again..."Little Shushkovich nodded, but he also remembered what Los Machenko had warned him, and couldn't help biting his lower lip, he still opened his mouth to defend: "But, Mr. Losmachenko, he also told me that this kind of thing can't be said to people outside..."
He still remembered the solemnity on Losmachenko's face, no less than Andropov's face now, and bowed his head slightly, but he was still quite guilty in his heart, pursed his lips, and nodded in disappointment: "I will never say it to anyone outside in the future." ”
"Well, that's a really serious problem."
Smiling slightly, Andropov frowned slightly, but his heart became more and more curious about that Mr. Losmachenko. They had met before, but they didn't communicate much, thinking about the previous conversation, he still nodded and said, "I'll meet him tomorrow at noon." ”
"Comrade Andropov, do you really want to meet with that person?"
Before his words fell, a person next to him couldn't help frowning slightly, groaned with some hesitation, and shook his head at Andropov: "We don't know that person at all, and if we meet so rashly, I'm afraid that our identities will be exposed..." ”
His concern is not unreasonable, and it should be said that it is the worry of others, after all, the Soviet secret police are now more and more active, and even if they come here to gather, if there is no reasonable explanation, it is quite dangerous to be reported by others.
No one is sure what kind of person that person is, and if they are willing to accept their ideas, then they are like-minded comrades, but if there is any mistake, for the Soviet secret police, if they want to thoroughly investigate, it is really too simple, it is simply very easy!
"yes, we'd better be careful."
The others also nodded, looked at Andropov and Shushkovich Jr., and couldn't help frowning and suggesting: "It's better to be cautious, after all, Comrade Levsky is not with us, and if we are really in any danger, we don't even have the means to resist." ”
"Comrades, this may be an opportunity."
But Andropov raised his head slightly, looked at their nervous expressions, and showed a confidence on his face that did not fit his age. With a slight dry cough, he slowly stretched out his hand and made up his mind, looking at the delegates around him, he said: "I have decided to meet him well, this may be a good opportunity for us to break into the working class!" ”
Most of the current Ukraine is still growing up in the countryside in the marginal areas, and as long as there are small towns and even rural areas of some size, not many people are willing to accept this idea. After all, the Soviets are still very strong, and the impression that remains among the majority of the people is still positive and worthy of recognition.
"Los Machenko, nothing will happen when we meet tomorrow."
Smiling lightly, Andropov slowly clenched his fists, at this moment he was no longer the peasant he used to be, but had his own thoughts and ideas like a revolutionary who really mastered politics and sought some kind of change. He said solemnly: "Even if I sacrifice, there are still you, aren't you?" ”
The surrounding delegates were suddenly slightly silent, looking at Andropov, they all bowed their heads in shame, which also represented their respect for Andropov: "The fate of the Ukrainians will be in the hands of us Ukrainians themselves, and for a better tomorrow, we will strive to sprinkle countless revolutionary fires!" ”
Every revolutionary has the expectation of rejuvenating his own nation, especially after the rise of national consciousness in World War II, which can make a nation and even a country stronger. Just like the ancient country in the Far East in the previous life, when hundreds of millions of people were condensed into a whole, it took less than 60 years to re-establish itself on the top of the world and enjoy the glory of being a powerful country.
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At noon the next day, the workers' dormitory, the living room of the Losmachenko family.
Andropov was sitting quietly in his chair, in his thirties, already in the prime of life, although he looked like an ordinary Ukrainian peasant, but the confidence in his eyes made him as confident and arrogant as a young man with a higher education.
But in front of him, Losmachenko was rubbing his eyebrows with his hands, he seemed to be very painfully sick, even if he spoke, it seemed to be almost **, and in his closed eyes, he opened from time to time There was a kind of confusion, and the excitement hidden in disbelief.
There were already some small snacks on the table, and although they looked quite tempting, neither of them moved. The coffee that was delivered had already cooled down, because no one had heated the coffee in the pot and cup after the women and children of the family had been driven out, and in fact the two didn't care.
"It's really hard to accept, this kind of thinking... Almost reactionary..."
After a while, Losmachenko slowly raised his head, with a certain tiredness on his face, looking at Andropov, but his whole body was trembling, but remembering the red flag in his mind, he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "This kind of thinking, the Soviets will not allow it to exist." ”
"Soviet? No, no, Mr. Losmachenko, maybe you're mistaken. ”
Andropov smiled lightly, but he also shook his head in denial, sighed softly, he looked at Losmachenko in front of him, with a certain solemnity on his face, and said slowly: "But we are Ukrainians, aren't we?" Gently stretching out his right hand into a fist, he said word by word: "Ukrainians!" ”
"Ukrainians?!"
Losmachenko looked up at Andropov, a rather large word that almost represents the race of people living in the Ukrainian region, but he couldn't help but look down at his hand, shook it lightly, and chewed in his mouth: "Ukrainians?!" ”
"We're going to go our own way, maybe we can get together together!"
Looking at the confusion on his face, Andropov also saw the excitement in his eyes, he stood up lightly and couldn't help but stretch, but his language was quite firm: "If we unite, then the fate of our Ukrainians belongs to us, do we need others to intervene?!" ”
ps: I'm sorry, I thought I could do two more, I wipe, there are so many things during the New Year's holiday, I'm really helpless! Kneel and beg for forgiveness, maybe everyone also has an experience, who is not like this for the New Year...