Yang Mingzhi nodded. "You can do it if you want to. I will make it clear now that I am interested in your plan."
Seeing that Yang Mingzhi supported him, Yevlov had nothing to say.
"Well, the time will be this afternoon. By then, Berekov, if there is any problem, you have to help me."
"that's for sure."
After walking out of this door, the sun had just risen. Yang Mingzhi was now free, and so were the two people. "After receiving the gift, I wonder if you will go and catch up on some sleep?" Yang Mingzhi didn't think much about it, anyway.
Half a box of stuff is enough to make those two people happy, right?
Shaking his head, Yang Mingzhi thought for a while and decided that he would go to the hospital first.
On the other hand, Natasha slept for a very long time and she could no longer sleep. When she woke up, her head felt a little groggy and her whole body was limp and unable to lift her strength. She slowly got up and sat on the bed.
Be quiet for a while without thinking about anything.
The long golden hair was hanging loosely, and the girl arched her back, yawned subconsciously, and stretched. As a result, as soon as she moved her arms, pain in her chest came in waves.
"That's right! I'm injured!" The girl held her head again, not knowing what time it was now. Anyway, the wooden window was supported by tree sticks, and it was already bright outside.
Natasha turned her head again and saw a dinner plate on the small table on the other side. There was bread and a bowl of milk. She could smell the faint aroma in the air. It seemed that someone had just come to the ward.
While she was quietly thinking, the door gradually opened, and a small foot in cloth shoes stepped in.
Carambola has arrived at the hospital. Yesterday's passion actually made her very happy, and the fatigue of work has been swept away.
"Natasha, you woke up! How are you? Do you feel better now?"
"Well, it's better."
Natasha stroked her head and let it fall behind her back, subconsciously wanting to tie it into a ponytail with a rope. Her face was still a little haggard, and her lips were a little dry and cracked, probably because she slept for too long.
Star Tao smiled, holding bread in one hand and a bowl in the other, sitting sideways on the girl's hospital bed, and said, "He told me, I will take care of you today."
"He? Belekov?"
"Yes, my husband."
When it came to her husband, Yang Tao felt particularly excited. She thought that she and Natasha were already like sisters (in fact, they both felt the same way), so she talked about what happened yesterday.
"That man is like a strong male bear. He completely conquered me. With that thing, I won't get pregnant. Now I can fulfill my wife's responsibilities more."
Yang Tao was also big-hearted and said this to her sister Natasha. Little did she know that the Belarusian girl in front of her had developed a deeper affection for her husband Yang Mingzhi.
Natasha palpitated inexplicably and said slowly: "This is love."
"No! This is family affection! I love him, and I love you very much. We are sisters who fight side by side. My husband has said many times that friendship in arms is second only to family affection, but I regard you as a sister in my heart!"
"Well, I feel the same way in my heart!"
Maybe it was because the chief valued friendship very seriously, and the Chinese all valued friendship very much. Natasha smiled, took the milk from Carambola's hand, and drank the bowl of hot milk in a slurp.
Then he asked tentatively: "Sister, thank you and sir. Your words made me feel the warmth of the family. I really envy you for having such a good husband as sir."
"Really? Actually, if it were you, I would be willing to share it." Yang Tao mustered up his courage and said slowly.
As soon as these words came out, Natasha really didn't know how to answer, and was simply stunned. The Besica in front of her, did these words come from her original intention, or was it a test? Or was it just a random comment without thinking?
After a pause, Natasha immediately shook her head: "He is your man, how dare I take possession of your happiness? I am not that kind of woman, even if we are sisters, I hope you don't misunderstand me on this issue."
Yang Tao shook his head, "Natasha, I know my idea may be very wrong. A man should not love two women at the same time. But if that woman is you, I will have no objection. In fact, I
I can also feel that Berekov takes special care of you, and I think you also have some special feelings for him."
Natasha's face immediately turned red with excitement. The words Bessika said had a feeling of the old times. Or is it that people like her don't object to this from the bottom of their hearts? A man can have two feelings.
In the Soviet Union, this was absolutely impossible. Could it be said that in Besika's hometown, women there were like this and allowed their husbands to have multiple wives?
No! This is wrong! Natasha shook her head again: "Bessika, I think you think too much. Let's not talk about this topic."
In this era, most places in China were still characterized by eccentricity. A capable man could marry multiple concubines. Yang Tao grew up in such a cultural atmosphere, so he said this to his sisters.
But for Belarusian girls like Natasha, after the establishment of the Soviet Union, the comprehensive women's liberation movement was launched twenty years ago. The environment in which she grew up completely negated this feudal era view of marriage.
However, after hearing Star Tao's "strange" words, Natasha's heart was inexplicably throbbing. Just like Besica said, the chief almost treats her as a family member, even her younger brother. So.
, Bessika won’t object to her showing intimacy to her superior!?
The two girls stopped talking about this embarrassing topic. The content of the chat undoubtedly turned to the war. After all, the troops suffered a lot of casualties in this operation, and the casualty rate was extremely high.
While the two were chatting, Yang Mingzhi slowly opened the door.
Before he entered the house, he visited the injured and found that everyone was in good condition.
Through the crack in the door, Yang Mingzhi heard the girls chatting about the battle. Here was Natasha's gentle voice. She could speak smoothly, and her tongue was like a spring speaking Russian, which showed that her internal injuries had gone through this long period of time.
Sleeping, I recovered a lot.
"Girls! You are in good spirits." Yang Mingzhi stepped in.
"Oh! Brother, you are here! All the matters at the division headquarters have been taken care of?!"
"Of course." Yang Mingzhi looked at Natasha who was saluting the military salute with gentle eyes, and curled his lips, "Natasha, the ceremony is over. Now you have to rest."
Star Tao looked at her husband and felt extremely comfortable. After all, his love penetrated deeply into her body. But what about Natasha? Following his heart, during the fiercest air raid in the battle, she huddled up and thought:
The commander was able to pull her out of the "quagmire".
"Okay, you two, don't keep putting on such smiling faces. I'm not a clown! Natasha, you'd better get into bed and be careful not to catch a cold."
After that, Yang Mingzhi found a stool and made it. He would be free until lunch. When he saw the two girls lying down quickly as he asked, he said: "Natasha, in a few hours,
Your brother will be here around noon."
"That's great!" the girl said excitedly, her calm face full of benefits.
"Of course, your brother also misses you very much. When he learned that you were injured, he didn't want to delay for a moment and wished he could have run over yesterday."
"Huh! This brat should be like a man and be strong." Natasha curled her lips and said, but her heart was warm.
"Okay, I have arranged all my things for the afternoon. I will stay with you two and the other wounded this morning. You, Natasha, and everyone else should rest in peace."
"What about me?" Yang Tao continued.
"You can also take care of the other wounded. If any special situation arises, you can handle it immediately." (To be continued.) 8