Chapter 70 Night stay

Cooking is both unfamiliar and confusing for a considerable number of male compatriots. The kitchen is also a place for these big men to stay away from each other. Lin En actually doesn't like the smell of oil smoke, but when he graduated and entered society, he found that he was in a general environment that was not very beneficial to men: the ratio of men and women with marriage is seriously stagnant, and housing prices are still high. People with wealth but no virtue are still worry-free, and they have no wealth and no virtue and hope to find a wife who practices both internal and external cultivation, which is similar to buying lottery tickets to gain a reputation. So, under the sudden training of his mother, Lin En became a young and beautiful young chef boy in the new era where everything is stewed, stir-fried, and cooked. But before he could find a chance to take up a job, he inexplicably traveled to this war-torn era.

The next day after being ordered to cover the civilians to retreat to Konisburg, Lynn and Private Carl, who was taking the blame, found an abandoned farmhouse. There was no ready-made hot pot stove, but only the rough hands of the man. The two of them picked firewood and made firewood and boiled soup on water. They did not let the white goatee, the young widow and the young Kacili do even a little physical work.

Unable to withstand Carl's encouragement, it was also a sign of his heart. Lin En served as the chef of such a big pot for the first time in his life. Western and Chinese food were originally two food culture systems that were thousands of miles apart. However, in the difficult battlefield areas, recipes, orders, tableware and other rules and regulations were all left behind, leaving only the most basic principle - the things cooked can be eaten and filled, so everything is OK.

The salt was a little bit less and the soup was a little bit thin. The refugees passing by continued to come and ask for it, forcing Lynn to add water to the pot over and over again. This taste was conceivable. However, when the fugitives from Holgen picked up the hot soup, no one showed any dissatisfaction. According to the number of people at noon, Lynn divided the bread for dinner into fifty-two, and ate the first ones first. It took only four or five hours from noon to evening, and the retreating civilian team opened a long distance from the beginning and end. The first group arrived when it was dark. They had eaten and drank enough and continued on their way. When the last few pieces of bread were distributed to the soldiers and civilians in quantity, the moon had already climbed to the top of the tree.

"Okay, we will arrive in Konisburg tomorrow morning, we don't need to worry about everyone's stomach anymore!"

Private Carl said to Lynn with relief while cleaning up his big slaughter.

I wanted to say "It's good that everyone can arrive safely", but when I think of the civilians who unfortunately died in the Soviet air strike in the morning, Lin En closed his mouth again. Even if the 52 people who had dinner could reach their destination smoothly, the loss rate along the way was about 30%, which was not extremely bad, but when I think about those originally vivid faces, Lin En always feels regretful.

After packing up, seeing that Lynn still didn't say anything, Carl asked word by word: "Are we going to chase the team or do we make do with it here for one night?"

"Well?"

Lin En turned to look at Baishan Goatee and her mother and daughter. After dinner, they had been sitting bored for more than two hours, and it was time to exercise after dinner. But thinking that the winter night was particularly cold, I slept in the woods for most of the night last night, and when I woke up, the cold air penetrated into my skin. Lin En was a little hesitant - although this abandoned farmhouse was simple, there were at least two walls that could block the wind, and even a pile of less eye-catching charcoal fires to keep warm.

Lynn said his thoughts to White Goatee in English, and he nodded and instead repeated Carl in German.

Before Carl answered, Lynn said to the young woman in English: "It will be warmer to stay here tonight!"

The young woman looked down at Kacili who was squatting beside her and drawing on a branch. Although the child was energetic, her body's resistance was not as good as that of adults. She would inevitably catch a cold when sleeping in the cold wind and open. During the war, there was a shortage of doctors and medicine. If it was not treated in time, it would easily lead to serious diseases such as pneumonia.

After a little thought, Carl said, "Okay! I agree to stay here for one night! Lynn, we take turns to stay at night!"

Of course Lynn agreed.

The last four civilians and two National Defense Army soldiers who arrived had left a few minutes ago. At this moment, the entire farmhouse was only four large and one small, and the space was very spacious. Since the decision was made, Lynn added a dead branch to the stove where the fire was getting weaker, then chose a dry corner near the wall, put down her assault rifle and the young woman's duffel bag, and called the white goatee and her mother and daughter to rest. After getting these things done, Lynn got up and prepared to find some relatively dry straws and hay in the collapsed stable next to the farmhouse. Little Kasselly insisted on following "Dad". The young woman looked up at Lynn and said, "I'll help too!"

Lin En didn't think much about it, picked up Little Kacili and walked out, and the young woman followed closely behind. Before the night was late, the bright moonlight shone on the calm field. I don't know if it was too far away or the Soviet army spent too much in the previous attacks. Lin En never heard gunfire sounds along the river defense line since lunch.

"How old are you this year?" the young woman asked suddenly.

The soldier's certificate in his pocket said it was born in 1924, and Lynn replied: "21."

"Oh, so young!" the young woman replied softly.

"Where are you?" Lin En realized that he was a little rude and hurriedly said, "Uh, sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."

"It's okay!" The young woman responded politely, and indeed no longer answered the question just now.

"Your husband..." Lynn thought for a while, and then said in English: "Is it the Army or the Air Force?"

"He is a pilot, a fighter pilot." The young woman replied, her tone sounding not proud of it.

"Handsome!" said Lynn, "I have wanted to be a fighter pilot since I was a child!"

"You men are born to be aggressive and like to engage in dangerous occupations desperately!" The young woman's words sounded quite resentful.

"Uh..." Lin En heard this unhappiness. He didn't want to make the atmosphere stiff. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Where is your hometown?"

"Austria!" said the young woman, "maybe I should follow the advice and take Cacili back to Austria earlier."

"But then we won't see Dad!" Little Kacili suddenly inserted into the conversation between the adults with a slight slightest voice.

The young woman was silent, and Lynn did not turn around to see her expression, because he knew that the beautiful face must be full of sadness.

"Haha, Kassili is right. You can't wait for your father when you go to Austria." Lynn rarely said a sentence of unfamiliar German so smoothly - mainly because Kassili, the little teacher, just spoke very slowly and his pronunciation was very clear.

"Dad will not leave us again!" Little Kacili asked worriedly.

Even though he knew that Konisburg was the place to break up, Lynn couldn't help but lie.

"Dad will not go anywhere, I will be with you and mom."

Little Kassili snuggled happily in Lynn's arms and said the words "Dad is so good" several times.

There was a lot of snow on the collapsed stable. Lynn had a lot of effort to get some wheat straw from below to make fire when cooking. But now he just needed to push up the log pole and the young woman could pull out the wheat straw from below and feed the horses more smoothly. After that, the two of them each held a big handful, and Little Cassili obediently dragged the corner of her mother's clothes and returned to the farmhouse speechlessly.

"Oh, I'll be back so soon!"

Private Carl leaned comfortably in the corner under the wooden staircase, which had originally had a floor above, but now it has completely collapsed.

Lynn ignored this sentence and spread a layer of wheat straw and hay on the ground. This way, it would be much more comfortable to lie on it than sleeping directly on the ground.

Seeing that the straw and hay were only enough to lay a "single bed", Lynn said: "I'll get some more!"

Just like a drama rehearsed in advance, the young woman followed and said, "I'll help!"

Little Kasili had just climbed up to the straw shop and shouted to go. But out of simple care, Lynn smiled at her and said, "We will be back soon. Can Kasili take care of grandpa?"

Although the little girl was a little reluctant, seeing that everyone was not talking, she had to look at Lynn with a hurried look: "Dad, come back quickly!"

"Soon!" Lynn smiled naturally, noticing that the guy in the corner who was used to taking the blame was smirked again.
Chapter completed!