Chapter 2155 It's hard for an upright official to decide on housework

   As soon as the group came out of the yard, a middle-aged man wearing glasses chased him up and shouted, "Mr. General, Mr. General!"

  Hearing someone calling himself, Sokov stopped, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and asked politely: "Sir, what do you want?"

"Mr. General!" The middle-aged man came to Sokov and said with a smile: "I am the village chief, Jermon Frischko, and I sincerely invite you and your subordinates to visit my home! "

   Knowing that this person is the village chief, Sokov couldn't refuse the other party's kindness, so he turned his head and asked Ponejielin: "Comrade Deputy Commander, what do you think we should do?"

   "Since the village chief Jemon is so enthusiastic, it might not be good if we refuse."

"Mr. General is right," said Djemon Frischko, nodding and bowing his head: "New Year's is coming soon, please come to my house to have something to eat and drink, and it is right to celebrate the New Year. "

  Seeing that this Germon Frischko was so enthusiastic, Sokov couldn't refuse, so he nodded and agreed to the other party's request: "Okay, Mr. Germon, we will interrupt."

Gemon led Sokov and his party to his home. The house here was obviously bigger and more luxurious than the house of the old couple just now. The long dining table in the dining room could accommodate fifteen or six people. Does not appear crowded. But the only people who could sit at the dining table were Sokov, Ponedelin, and Koshkin. The rest, including the patrol captain, could only sit in the yard at the moment.

"Mr. General," Dan Gemon greeted his wife and maid, and after filling the table with all kinds of food and alcoholic beverages, he gestured with his hand and said, "Everything is here, please use it. "

   Sokov glanced over the table and found that there were indeed a lot of delicacies.

  The essential is borscht, which is a beetroot soup common in Eastern Europe, because this soup has a unique red color, it is also called red cabbage soup in Russia.

Seeing Sokov staring at the pot of borscht, Jamon hurriedly introduced: "Mr. General, this is authentic borscht. It uses beets as the main ingredient, and then adds potatoes, carrots, spinach and fresh vegetables. It is boiled with beef cubes, fresh cream and other ingredients, and the taste is absolutely unmistakable.”

   As he spoke, Jamon personally served a bowl of soup for Sokov, placed it in front of him, and said respectfully, "Mr. General, please try my wife's cooking."

The hospitality was hard to come by, so Sokov picked up a soup spoon, scooped it up, put it in his mouth, and felt that it tasted really good, so he nodded and gave Jamon a thumbs up: "It tastes really good, I've never tasted it before. Such a delicious borscht."

"Really?" Bonegerin, who was sitting next to him, became interested when he heard it, filled a bowl for himself, tasted it and said, "That's right, Comrade Commander, this borscht tastes really good .At least much better than those of our chefs."

"And this dish," Jamon introduced another dish to Sokov, but the name of the dish was in Polish. Sokov didn't understand it, but it was hard to ask, so he could only pretend not to know. He understood and continued to listen: "It's a mixture of pickled herring with sour cream, onions, apples and eggs. It's a cold dish, usually frozen in the snow for an hour before enjoying it with red wine."

  After listening to Jamon's introduction, Sokov realized that these small cubes mixed with salad dressing turned out to be pieces of herring. He picked up a piece with a fork and tasted it, and it tasted really good. Then he recommended it to Bornejelin: "Comrade Deputy Commander, try this dish, it tastes really good."

   After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Jamon stopped introducing his dishes to Sokov and others, but asked, "Mr. General, what are you doing at Odzansky's house?"

   Sokov was taken aback, and asked, "Who is Odzanski?"

   "It's the family you just came out of," Jamon said, "The man's name is Odzansky."

   "You are the village chief, you must be very familiar with him."

  Unexpectedly, when Sokov asked this question, Jamon suddenly changed his expression, and said repeatedly: "I don't know him well, I don't know him at all."

  From the tone of the other party's speech, Sokov guessed that there must be some conflict between Jemon and the old man, so he tentatively asked, "Do you have any enmity with them?"

   "Mr. General," the hostess, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "Actually, we and the Odzansky family are relatives, and our daughter married his son."

   "I have never agreed to this marriage." Jamon blushed and said, "When that damned girl comes back, I will let them divorce."

  Hearing this, Sokov felt that he could understand. There is an old Huaxia saying: the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more interesting she is; A father-in-law would naturally not have a good look at a pig that stole his own cabbage.

At this time, the hostess added another sentence: "Also, his son fled to Königsberg with the Germans, and not only took my daughter, but also my son. Now that they have left, I don't care." I know when I can see them again." As she spoke, the hostess grabbed the corner of her apron and wiped the tears from her eyes.

Sokov couldn't help laughing when he heard this. No wonder Gemon hates the Odzanski family so much. The son of the other party's love not only stole his family's cabbage, but also took his family's pig away. Strange.

In order to defuse the awkward atmosphere in the room, Bonejelin said: "Major Jemon, what's going on, when several of our subordinates were patrolling, they found several German scouts. After some fighting, one of them Two scouts fled to Odzanski's house. After our fighters eliminated the enemy who fled into the house, they made a mistake and took some things from Odzanski's house without authorization. We are here today to Return the items and apologize to them."

  Jermon immediately became interested when he heard what Bornejelin said: "Mr. General, I don't know what your subordinates have taken from Odzanski's house?"

  Sokov replied with some embarrassment: "Just a few clothes and some food."

   "What, just a few clothes and some food?" Jamon couldn't help being stunned when he heard Sokov say this: "Why, your people only took such a few things?"

  Jermon's words made Sokov stunned: "It's too much to take these things, how can I take other things?"

"There are a lot of valuable things in Odzhanski's house, all of which were given to his son by the Germans, and his son brought them home." Jemon gritted his teeth and said, "As far as I know, it's just silver tableware and silver candlesticks. There are quite a few sets. My daughter wanted to give us one, but Odzhansky refused, he is simply a Grandet, stingy to the extreme."

  From Jamon's words, Sokov gradually realized that the conflict between him and Odzanski's family was probably not just about his daughter marrying the other's son without his permission. The main reason is that my son-in-law got good things from the Germans, but he didn't use them to honor his father-in-law.

But Sokov remembered one more thing. He saw in the American drama "Band of Brothers" that after the U.S. military occupied Germany, they plundered valuables from people's homes, including all kinds of silver tableware, silver candlesticks, and gold and silver jewelry. And send it home by military mail. In addition to all kinds of valuable things, they also often provide some bread or chocolate to local young and beautiful women, and then do something that everyone likes to see.

  In contrast, the Soviet army occupying Berlin was inferior. Not to mention that the quality of things they collected was not as good as that of the Allies.

"Comrade Commander," Koshkin asked Sokov while the village chief and his wife were leaving, "If what the village chief said is true, then that old man is an out-and-out rapist. He should be arrested."

Koshkin's words sound reasonable, but Sokov's consideration is more comprehensive than his. The people here have a certain resistance to their own troops. If they rashly arrest an old Polish man, they will be discredited. , and with the rhythm, the consequences of this matter will be very serious.

In this matter, Sokov acted very cautiously. Don't think that Jamon and Odzanski are relatives, but because of many things, the two got into trouble. If you only listen to Jemon's one-sided words, it is obviously wrong suitable. So after listening to Koshkin's words, he shook his head and said: "Comrade Captain, I think this matter should be handed over to Polish comrades. After a while, comrades from the newly formed Polish Second Army will come to us. Then leave it to them to deal with.”

   "Comrade Commander is right." Ponejielin agreed with Sokov's statement: "If this matter is not handled properly, it may affect the relationship between our army and the local people."

   Koshkin saw that neither Sokov nor Ponedelin planned to take action against the old man's family. As the person in charge of the security work, he naturally couldn't say anything, so he could only bury his head and continue eating.

   "Comrade Deputy Commander," Sokov lowered his voice and asked Ponejelin, "How much of what Jamon said is true in your opinion?"

   "It's hard to say," Ponejelin shook his head and said, "I can feel that the relationship between the two families is very bad. The credibility of what Gemon said is still open to question."

   "Then what should we do next?" Koshkin asked again: "Should we leave after eating?"

   "Comrade Captain, are you still staying to be the son-in-law of this family?" Sokov said jokingly: "It's a pity that their daughter has been handed over to Odzansky's son. You have no chance."

  Sokov's words caused Ponedelin to burst into laughter, and Koshkin also blushed, scratched the back of his head with his hands in embarrassment, smiled and continued to eat.

  Jermont and his wife walked in from the outside, holding a plate with bread and sausages in their hands.

   "Mr. General!" Jermon put the plate in front of Sokov, and said with a smile, "This is the Polish sausage made at home, which is made from a mixture of pork, mutton, veal, and chicken."

   It was the first time Sokov saw a sausage mixed with so many kinds of meat at the same time. He picked up a piece with a fork, chewed it in his mouth, and found that the taste was similar to the sausage he usually eats.

   "How is it, Mr. General?" Jemon stared at Sokov intently, and asked cautiously, "Is this taste to your taste?"

  Although Sokov thought the taste of the sausage was mediocre, he didn’t want to pour cold water on enthusiastic people like the Jamons. Instead, he nodded and said, “Not bad, the Polish sausage really lives up to its reputation.”

  Seeing that Sokov recognized the sausage from his family, Jemon had a gratified smile on his face. After he returned to his seat, he tentatively asked Sokov, "Mr. General, when will you be able to arrest the annoying Odzansky?"

   "Mr. Jamon!" Sokov laughed when he heard Jamon's question, "We are just soldiers, not police officers. We have no right to intervene in things like arresting people."

Seeing the disappointed expression on Jemon's face, he added: "Of course, we will report the situation you mentioned to our superiors. After the Polish army arrives, we will hand over this matter to them. I miss you They are all Polish, and I am afraid that the handling of this kind of matter will be more acceptable to everyone."

  Jermon didn't expect Sokov to be so shrewd that he would practice Tai Chi with himself, and pushed the matter to the Polish army who hadn't even seen it. The arrival of the Polish army did not know that it would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey. Although his heart was full of unwillingness, Jamon still forced a smile on his face and ate with Sokov and others, talking and laughing.

   After Sokov and the others left, Jamon's wife asked, "Are you really planning to let the army arrest Odzanski? You know, he is our relative."

   "In-laws, what in-laws!" Jamon said impatiently, "I've never admitted to having such in-laws. It's still the same sentence. As soon as my daughter comes back, I will let her divorce."

"Honey, our son-in-law is doing things for the Germans." Jermon's wife reminded Jermon, "It will be good for us if the Germans come back. But if we let the Russians arrest his father, When the son-in-law comes back with the Germans, will he take revenge on us?"

What his wife said made Jamon break out in a cold sweat. He only thought of the fact that the Soviet army had entered the location of his village, but he forgot that the German army that was temporarily withdrawn was the one who beat the Soviet army to the ground. . Thinking of this, he became hesitant, and finally said to his wife: "Why don't you go to their house tomorrow to find out the situation and see if the Germans will really call back."

  Jermon and his in-laws are now incompatible, but his wife maintains a good relationship with them for the sake of his daughter. At this moment, when I heard what my husband had delivered, I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll bring a gift and drop by the door tomorrow, and learn about the situation of the Germans by the way, and see when they can call back."

   "Gifts?!" Who knew that when Jamon heard his wife say that he wanted to bring gifts to visit, he became anxious again: "It's good to see them, so what kind of gifts should I bring?"

   "But tomorrow is New Year's Day." His wife reminded Jamon, "If we go with empty hands when visiting relatives, other people in the village will see us and we will be laughed at."

  Seeing that his wife insisted on visiting his in-laws with presents, Jamon could only say helplessly: "Then bring them a few sausages, and don't bring the rest."

   "Okay." Although Jiemon is the village head, his family's life is only slightly better than other villagers in the village. The things that entertained Sokov and others today were also accumulated by his wife for several months. It is considered very good to be able to bring a few sausages to the other party when visiting: "Then when I visit tomorrow, I will bring a few." The sausage festival is over."

  (end of this chapter)