The prisoners of war parade took place at ten o'clock in the morning, and Khrushchev and I appeared on the corridor of the office building on time at 9:30, standing at the window facing the street and looking down.

　　 The two sides of the street have three steps, one step, five steps, and one sentry. They are all soldiers sent by the Garrison Headquarters. They mainly prevent German prisoners of war from escaping during the parade, or prevent the crowds from throwing stones at them. The tweeters erected on the side of the road are constantly playing various exciting songs.

　　 Khrushchev looked at the crowds gathering on both sides of the street, and couldn’t help saying with emotion: “Lida, when I left here in 41, I never thought that I would come back here one day.”

　　 I first looked at the empty corridor and saw that there were only two of Khrushchev and I, so I asked with confidence, "Did you think we could not defeat the Germans?"

Hearing this question from me, Khrushchev turned his head and looked at me, was silent for a moment, then slightly nodded, and said truthfully: "Lida, there are no outsiders here, so I won't hide it from you. We can defeat the Germans. I have never doubted this, but I don’t have any confidence in whether I can live to see Kiev return to the hands of the people."

"It turned out to be like this, I understand." After listening to Khrushchev's heart, I nodded in agreement: "In order to defend our motherland and defeat the fascist invaders, we paid a huge price and sacrificed a lot of money. Millions of soldiers and civilians. When I was on the battlefield, I was worried that I would sacrifice at any time. But fortunately, after countless fierce battles, I was lucky enough to survive, and I might be able to see it with my own eyes in the future. The final destruction of the fascist invaders."

　　 "Yes, I think we can all see this day." After Khrushchev finished talking about this heavy topic, he suddenly changed the topic: "Lida, are you accustomed to staying in Kiev recently?"

Although I don’t know why Khrushchev asked this, I answered truthfully: "Thank you for your concern. I have a very pleasant life in Kiev. In the well-equipped room of the hotel, I am accustomed to living in cars and For me in the bunker, it’s a blessing. There is hot water for bathing at any time, a bed with clean sheets, staying in a bright, quiet room, no gunshots, no bombs or bombs. ."

Having said this, I raised my hand and pointed downstairs and continued: "Look, although there are sporadic anti-tank tripods on the roadside, but the barricades everywhere have been removed. Nowadays, all large and small factories are fully producing. , The workers faithfully fulfilled their obligations to the motherland, labored in this city with selflessness, and provided all the necessities to the troops fighting in the vicinity of Belarus and Ukraine."

"The current situation in Ukraine is not optimistic." Khrushchev sighed and said: "The war has brought huge losses to Ukraine. According to the latest statistics, the number of people lost is more than 50,000, and there are nearly 20,000 industrial enterprises and Thirty thousand collective farms were destroyed. Our immediate task is to re-strengthen the party’s leadership, rebuild collective farms and restore production in factories and mines, and attack the nationalist guerrillas in West Ukraine..."

　　 Before Khrushchev had finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor. The two of us turned to look in the direction of the sound, and saw the commander of the garrison hurriedly walking towards us along the corridor.

　　 He stopped in front of us, straightened his back and reported to Khrushchev: "Comrade Khrushchev, the prisoners of war have been assembled, and they can be sent out at any time."

Khrushchev raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then said: "Although it is not the scheduled time, but since they have assembled, let them go out now." Seeing that the garrison commander was leaving, he also warned. In one sentence, "The garrison must ensure the smooth progress of the prisoners of war parade today, and absolutely must not allow prisoners of war to escape."

　　 "Don't worry, Comrade Khrushchev." The garrison commander grinned and confidently replied, "I will never let a German prisoner of war escape." After speaking, he raised his hand to salute and turned away.

After the two of us turned our attention to the outside again, I looked at a building destroyed by gunfire in the distance, and couldn’t help but said with emotion: "Comrade Khrushchev, look, how many buildings are destroyed in the city. After the war, when the residents who fled Kiev returned to their homes, they didn't know where to find a shelter."

"Don't worry, Lida." Khrushchev looked ahead and said with a firm expression: "I will definitely not make the refugees who return to Kiev homeless. After the war is over, I will be in my own jurisdiction. Within the scope, rebuild new houses for them."

I have no doubts about what Khrushchev said, because in a few decades, three-story or five-story brick-concrete buildings can be seen everywhere in Moscow. These houses are Khrushev. It was built on a large scale when Xiaofu was in power. The kitchen, toilet, and bathroom in the house were complete. In just a few years, the housing problem for tens of millions of people across the country was solved.

　　 "By the way, Lida, I plan to arrange a house for you in Kiev." While I was thinking about it, I heard Khrushchev ask me: "Which area do you want to choose."

　　 Recently, I was ordered to stay in Kiev to cooperate with Khrushchev in the parade of prisoners of war. I have been living in the guest house he arranged for me. At this moment, when he heard that he was going to arrange a house for me, I couldn't help being stunned. After a long time, I was a little overwhelmed and said: "No, Comrade Khrushchev, I won’t be long in Kiev, I’ll be back to the front. Even if you arrange a house for me, then It will remain idle forever."

"It is not only my idea to arrange a house for you, but also Comrade Stalin's meaning." Seeing my dazed expression, Khrushchev deliberately explained to me: "He said you are the liberator of this city. Qualify to own your own house in this city."

Having said that, he paused intentionally to observe my expression and saw that I was still at a loss, and then he continued: "The war will end sooner or later. You have your own house in Kiev, not just You can take your children from the back here to settle them. Also, if you seize any trophies in the future, you will also have a place to store them."

　　 Khrushchev’s words made my heart beat, because it won’t be long before we will cross the border, enter Poland, and then enter Germany. As a senior commander, I will definitely get some unexpected loot. It is better to have a place to store it than to run around with a bunch of things on my back. Although I can’t wait to agree to Khrushchev’s proposal immediately and ask him for a house of his own, but on the surface he still pretends to be embarrassed: "Comrade Khrushchev, you know, most of my Time is in the army, if this house is always empty..."

Although I didn't finish my words, Khrushchev has already understood my intentions. He nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will send someone to help you look at the house while you are not in Kiev. No need to worry about losing any valuables."

　　 As we were talking, the downstairs suddenly became noisy. I looked down, and the queue of German prisoners of war parading the street had appeared in our field of vision.

　　 As the line that couldn't see the head got closer and closer, I clearly saw the six Cossack cavalry of our army clearing the way in front. The Cossack warriors sitting upright on horseback are all wearing brand-new military uniforms, carrying a carbine behind their backs, holding the rein in their left hand, and an unsheathed saber in their right hand. The sharp blade is shining in the sun.

Following them is the official formation of the German army. More than 700 officers above the school level are dressed in neat uniforms, wearing their medals, and are escorted by soldiers with bayonets and long Mosin Lagan rifles on both sides. , Following the cavalry, walked unhurriedly. Behind it is the official formation of the lower army, and the phalanx of soldiers one after another.

　　 "Someone here!" Khrushchev suddenly turned his head and shouted toward the empty corridor when he saw this.

　　 Following his shout, a young clerk ran out from an open-door office next to him. The young man in military uniform walked to Khrushchev and stopped, and asked respectfully, "Do you have any instructions?"

　　 "Call the sanitation force," Khrushchev said to the clerks: "Let them send a sufficient number of sprinklers to clean the area where the German prisoners of war pass."

　　 After the clerk left, I asked Khrushchev in a low voice: "Comrade Khrushchev, I don't understand, why send a sprinkler to clean the area where German prisoners of war pass by?"

Khrushchev turned his head to the side and smiled at me and said, "Lida, you may not know that during the parade in Moscow, many dirty prisoners of war urinate and defecate on the streets, making the streets stinky. The sanitation department once sent a lot of water trucks to clean the areas where German prisoners of war passed. Now, we have to do enough preparations."

　　 When I heard him say that, I couldn't help laughing. If Khrushchev didn’t take the initiative to bring up the matter, I almost forgot it. I remembered a post in later generations, saying that before the Moscow prisoners of war parade, many prisoners of war drank laxative cabbage soup, but they were parading. I started to have diarrhea and feces and urine flowed everywhere along the way, so the Moscow sanitation department sent water trucks to clean the streets.

　　 I quickly looked downstairs to see if these German prisoners of war who were parading on the street also enjoyed the same "treatment". I saw the crowds on both sides of the street. No one shouted slogans, and no one threw stones at the prisoners of war who passed by. There were some old women in turbans, who passed the warriors on the side of the road and sent blankets, coarse salt and brown bread to the prisoners of war.

　　 After the queue of prisoners of war had all passed under the office building, Khrushchev and I returned to his office. He picked up a folder from the table, opened it and looked at me and asked: "Leda, there is an apartment here, with a three-bedroom apartment with living room, kitchen, bathroom, toilet, and 24 hours hot water supply. Would you like to accept it? "

　　 I know that Khrushchev is arranging a place for me in Kiev. After he finished speaking, I asked faintly: "I don't know where this apartment is?"

"It's right next to October Square." Khrushchev closed the folder and continued: "It's an old house. The landlord disappeared after the war broke out. A German colonel lived there. Inside. Fully furnished, you can move in directly."

　　 "When can I go to see the house?" I asked Khrushchev straightforwardly without being polite.

　　 "You can go now." After Khrushchev finished speaking, he pressed the summoning bell on the table. Soon the door was pushed open, and his secretary stood upright at the door, waiting for his next order.

　　 Khrushchev pointed his hand to me and told the secretary: "You find someone and take Lida to see her new residence."

　　 A few minutes later, under the guidance of the staff arranged by the secretary, I left the office building, passed through the October Square, and came to a four-story building next to the square.

　　 We came to a big closed iron door, and the staff stepped forward and rang the doorbell. Soon a small window on the iron door opened, and an old lady's face appeared in the window. She looked at the staff and me standing outside, and asked vigilantly: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

　　 "Hello!" The staff smiled at her and said politely: "I'm here to come to see the house."

After the queue of prisoners of war all passed under the office building, Khrushchev and I returned to his office~lightnovelpub.net~ He picked up a folder from the desk, opened it and looked at me and asked: "Lida, there is an apartment here, a three-bedroom apartment with living room, kitchen, bathroom, toilet, 24 hours hot water supply, would you like to accept it?"

　　 I know that Khrushchev is arranging a place for me in Kiev. After he finished speaking, I asked faintly: "I don't know where this apartment is?"

"It's right next to October Square." Khrushchev closed the folder and continued: "It's an old house. The landlord disappeared after the war broke out. A German colonel lived there. Inside. Fully furnished, you can move in directly."

　　 "When can I go to see the house?" I asked Khrushchev straightforwardly without being polite.

　　 "You can go now." After Khrushchev finished speaking, he pressed the summoning bell on the table. Soon the door was pushed open, and his secretary stood upright at the door, waiting for his next order.

　　 Khrushchev pointed his hand to me and told the secretary: "You find someone and take Lida to see her new residence."

　　 A few minutes later, under the guidance of the staff arranged by the secretary, I left the office building, passed through the October Square, and came to a four-story building next to the square.

　　 We came to a big closed iron door, and the staff stepped forward and rang the doorbell. Soon a small window on the iron door opened, and an old lady's face appeared in the window. She looked at the staff and me standing outside, and asked vigilantly: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

　　 "Hello!" The staff smiled at her and said politely: "I came to see the house." 8