Chapter 1644 Their Promise and Yang Mingzhi's Myth
Finding Kharkov is very easy!
After a quick lunch, Yang Tao went directly to Restaurant No. 4 in the Blacksmith Village and found Brigadier Kharkiv among the many "Youth Brigade" officers and soldiers dining there.
Until now, Yang Tao is still wearing a white coat. Her white clothes are so eye-catching. Hundreds of eyes are looking at such a short girl. The veterans all know Yang Tao, and they know that in addition to being the commander’s wife, she is also
A veteran of the youth camp. Now that the youth camp has been upgraded to a brigade, the officers and soldiers treat her as their own comrades.
Kharkiv put down his spoon and asked curiously: "Besika, why are you here? Is something wrong?"
"Yes. It's Natasha. She wants to see you and seems to have something to say to you."
"she?!"
As if he had been electrocuted, Kharkiv stood up instantly, and his excited face surprised the people dining at the same table.
Ruslan waved her hands and teased: "I think you should stop eating. Is there any reason to keep your goddess waiting?"
"Shut up and eat honestly." Kharkov waved his hands, his exaggerated movements clearly proving his inner excitement.
Indeed, do you still want to eat in peace here? Bah! She personally issued the invitation and even asked Besica to be the messenger. I'm afraid this is not an easy matter.
"Why did she ask me to go? Is it about her leaving?"
"What happened? Did she have an accident?"
"Hey! Bessika, don't be too busy snickering and tell me the situation. Is she really okay?!"
Following closely behind Star Tao, Kharkiv kept chattering.
Due to this guy's nonsense, Star Tao finally stopped smiling, suddenly stopped and turned around, which really shocked Kharkiv.
"What's going on with...Natasha? She...I originally planned to visit her after training in the afternoon."
"She needs a promise from you." Yang Tao said solemnly.
"Promise? What promise."
"Promise of love... let's go."
Kharkiv calmed down and said no more because he already understood everything.
The door of the special ward opened slowly, and Star Tao pulled the door handle: "Kharkov, you go in. If you have anything to say, you can say it yourself, and I won't disturb you."
"Thanks."
The door closed softly, and Kharkiv raised his head and saw a beautiful girl in plain clothes sitting quietly on the edge of the bed. The warm sunlight shone through the wooden window on her long golden hair. Her emerald green eyes were bright.
God, just like the fantasy Lake Fairy, her intoxicating smile completely captured the young man's budding heart.
It's Natasha, she is so beautiful, as beautiful as a dream.
"Natasha..."
"Um."
Natasha stepped forward in her slippers and opened her arms. The two people who loved each other hugged each other. They were both war orphans, and they both took up arms and swore to fight for their relatives and compatriots who died in the war, and for the war-torn country.
,In war, comradeship turns into love, and even into family affection.
Natasha's eyes filled with tears. She was a little out of control, just to get Kharkov's promise.
"You promise me that even if I go to Moscow, I won't allow you to fall in love with another woman. When the war is over, you... you will marry me."
Isn't her desire just her dream? Kharkiv was also very emotional, "My dear, I love you. I want you to swear that I will only love you as a woman in my life."
"You...you swear?"
"Wait, that includes our children. We must get married when the war is over! We must have many children! Are you willing, Ms. Kharkova?"
After marriage, a woman takes her husband's surname and takes a feminine suffix. The Alliance does not object to this tradition and does not support it. For Natasha, Kharkiv's words clearly identified her as his wife.
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But what Natasha hopes is not as simple as a verbal promise!
She wiped away her tears and broke away from Kharkov's arms, bringing a glass of cold water from the bedside table.
"Honey, do we want some water? What's the etiquette?"
"It's a ritual."
"ceremony?"
"An Eastern ritual, Bessika told me. My dear, do you have a dagger?"
"Yes. But..."
"Take it out! Quick!"
Kharkov didn't know what she wanted to do and had to do it.
Natasha continued to open her big eyes, staring at Kharkov's face from almost zero distance. She continued: "I heard Besica say that when she met the commander, in order to ensure that both parties would never betray, they decided to
They cut their fingers one after another, dripped their own blood into a common cup of water, and drank the water in the cup."
Kharkov was surprised: "I know that the Tatars or Bashkirs also have this practice, and even some Don Cossacks also have this ceremony. This is indeed an Eastern ceremony."
"So, are you willing?"
"I...I do."
The girl Xinyi is not only a hero of the Soviet Union, but also a hero of the Soviet Union who will be received by the leader. She is also a model for all members of the Communist Youth League and a great fighting hero. If the superiors are interested, Kharkiv believes that she can have fifty honorary titles.
Is it really appropriate for her to pursue such an outstanding girl?
Kharkiv suddenly felt a little inferior, and even felt that maybe Natasha would have a happier life if she went to Moscow to meet a better boy. Now it seems that it was just his wrong imagination.
She has a sweetheart, and that's me!
With the dagger stuck in his right hand, Kharkiv poked his left thumb without hesitation, and blood dripped into the water.
It was Natasha's turn, and Kharkov could clearly see the girl's unhesitating movements, and her focused eyes fully proved how dedicated she was to this relationship.
In fact, if a person wants to betray, even swearing a poisonous oath is useless. Any activities or rituals that enhance feelings, or even a marriage certificate, are all intended to stabilize the relationship in some way. When two people are in love for a long time,
, how can it be day and night?
The two formed a blood alliance and made solemn promises to each other.
"We are Pripyat or Moscow, no matter how far apart we are, I will love you unless I die on the battlefield..."
Before Kharkiv finished speaking, Natasha stuck her index finger in his mouth: "This is bad luck, I won't allow you to talk nonsense."
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense! I heard from the commander that Kiev will be liberated by the end of next year, and the Gomel region should also be liberated by then. My dear, you can go to Moscow with peace of mind. Don't worry, we will definitely meet in a year.
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"Well, I'm almost seventeen, and I'll be an adult by the end of next year. You're a few months older than me, and we'll be of legal marriage age by then. Do you understand what I mean?"
"A marriage contract?! I understand."
"When the time comes, you must buy me a wedding ring."
"I will."
Yang Tao didn't want to disturb the couple, so she took care of the patient very wisely and told the nurses not to break into the ward. So when Kharkov left happily, Yang Tao didn't know what the two of them said.
Kharkov's joy naturally spread to Xiangtao. She entered the room and congratulated her and said: "It seems that your relationship has become deeper. I think something wonderful has happened."
"Of course!" Natasha still sat on the bed with her legs curled up, looking happy.
"I'm glad to see you looking happy. Kostya should be here in a while. I'll tidy up the place, and you can dress yourself up too."
After saying that, Yang Tao cleared away the tableware and took away the empty water glass.
Tableware is shared and will be sterilized with boiling water to ensure hygiene.
Holding the empty water glass, Carambola, with his qualifications as a doctor, suddenly smelled a special smell, which seemed to be a kind of rust? No! It was blood!
For a doctor with rich clinical experience, the smell of blood is really easy to identify. The smell of blood comes from the water glass, and it should not appear here.
what is going on?
Suddenly, an idea emerged, and Yang Tao felt that she had completely understood the reason for Kharkiv's happiness.
"Silly girl and that brat, you actually made a blood alliance! You are really a family."
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Yang Mingzhi has been busy with official business all afternoon. He is about to leave, and all the work before leaving cannot be wasted.
How he wished he had more time and arranged more work so that he would not be in a hurry before departure.
The afternoon in Blacksmith Village used to be busy, and the war orphans were sent here one after another. In the evening, the first group of cars carrying more than 200 children began to rush to Homnich.
In order to ensure the absolute safety of the airport, the two female regiments immediately armed themselves after lunch and rushed in a large number of carriages to strengthen the defense of Homnich.
Yang Mingzhi ended his dinner by nibbling a few potatoes in the headquarters. He closed his notebook again and couldn't help but yawn.
Seeing this, Fuming suggested: "If you feel tired, you can go to the dormitory first. We don't have any new work for the time being."
"I'm just afraid that my superiors will issue new orders."
"This time? Probably not. In order to be sufficiently concealed, even highly encrypted messages are usually sent in the middle of the night. I think you'd better get some rest and get up early."
"Are you...are you driving me away?"
"No, I'm just concerned. If you want to leave, you should sort out your personal belongings."
"Okay, personal items!" Yang Mingzhi stood up. He estimated what other personal items he had? What else was there besides the small wooden box?
He went out and stood outside looking at the orange sunset. Suddenly a cool breeze blew, and he felt the autumn wind was bleak.
"Damn it, why do you feel so desolate?!"
Bad scenery often makes people feel unhappy, and this is exactly the case for Yang Mingzhi.
"Ah, I am still just a speck of dust in this great era..."
Yang Mingzhi lowered his military cap and couldn't help but sneeze.
"You have a cold?" guard Abram asked.
"No, I'm fine. By the way, dear Abram, you will no longer be my personal guard. You have to protect Comrade Deputy Commander just like you protect me. Do you understand? Who will be the military commander in the future?
, the guard platoon will protect anyone to the death. You must not let Yevlov make any mistakes."
"As ordered, Comrade Commander."
"Very good, you don't have to see me off anymore and continue to stand guard at the headquarters."
Yang Mingzhi waved his hand and left alone. Abram watched him until his back disappeared into the forest of fallen leaves.
In the Guerrilla Republic, there was no emergency, and the guards did not dare to break into Yang Mingzhi's dormitory. Even if they did, they would just stand at the door and report the matter.
Salinchkin and his men were all monitors. Yang Mingzhi felt that he had nothing to hide from them. If there was anything that would make them suspicious, it would be the small wooden box stuffed under the bed.
Back in the dormitory, Yang Mingzhi lit the kerosene lamp and then pulled the wooden box out from under the bed.
The box is not big, and the contents inside are not much. To me, the wooden box and the contents inside are of little value, but to my wife, they are a priceless treasure!
He placed the box on the table, wiped off the dust on the surface with a cloth, then dug out the buried key from the corner of the wooden door and opened the copper lock.
A somewhat damaged octagonal hat, a woman's red bellyband, and two pairs of socks. They are actually my wife's personal belongings. What belongs to me is more than 20 rubles of small denomination banknotes and kopeck coins, as well as a
A pair of glasses wrapped in linen.
"Put in a pair of razors and it becomes my and her personal belongings. It's really shabby!"
As a person with low myopia, Yang Mingzhi has become accustomed to not wearing glasses. Perhaps because he lives in poverty and sometimes works very hard, and because he does not face books or computers for a long time, his vision has not deteriorated.
When a man is alone, he may behave strangely. Yang Mingzhi put his Soviet army hat aside, subconsciously took out the gray octagonal hat from the wooden box, and held it with both hands.
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The appearance of this hat in Belarus is a miracle in itself!
There is a red star made of cloth sewn in the middle of the octagonal hat. Yang Mingzhi actually knows very well who its owner is.
Recalling the past two years ago, he murmured to himself: "It's been two years! You can't believe that the health worker and I are both alive and well. Not only did we arrive in the Soviet Union, we also became heroes of the Soviet Union. Although you all sacrificed, you
Rest your soul in peace. In a few years, the dark ages will be over, and the bright future you have fought for will be realized!"
Suddenly, Yang Mingzhi was surprised to find that he had forgotten the names of the Anti-Japanese War veterans, and even the names of the owners of this military hat, and only remembered a few vague faces.
At least my wife will definitely remember them and will never forget them throughout her life. She even built a monument to commemorate them when she went back after the war.
Yang Mingzhi picked up the meaningful octagonal hat and couldn't help but put it on his head. He opened the linen and put the resin-framed glasses from the 1st century on his ears.
"Oh, it's a pity that there is no mirror!"
"Why don't you have a mirror? Oh! Brother, you are wearing this hat?!"
Yang Mingzhi jumped at the girl's silver voice, "Oh, my dear wife, don't be so sudden when you come back."
Star Tao stuck out his tongue: "I didn't want to be so sudden. Look at you, you are staying in the house and playing with our wooden boxes. I don't want to disturb you. Now take off the hat. This hat is very worn out."
It’s serious.”
"But it is of great significance." Yang Mingzhi said, and deliberately pinched his waist, "How is it? Isn't it very handsome?"
"Well, it's just like the way you were when I first met you. Two years have passed and your appearance has not changed. Especially wearing the octagonal hat reminds me of..."
"An old friend?"
"It's the comrades who sacrificed their lives! Brother, you are a man, and you are also Chinese. You are wearing this hat, which really makes me..." The door of memories was opened, and scenes from that year came to mind. Yang Tao couldn't help but burst into tears.