Mashed potatoes, fried chicken steak, and a plate of noodles and sausages to accompany the noodles. It was not easy to have such a sumptuous dinner during the war. If Malashenko had not come back, Natalia would have eaten dinner by herself on weekdays.
It's not that rich, and it's not easy to get enough ingredients to make these meals. Some of them are even borrowed from neighbors.
I heard that General Malashenko, Natalia’s fiancé and the great hero of the motherland, was back. The neighbors smiled and cheered, and even one or two said that this was not a loan, but a voluntary act.
Here, after going out and knocking on a few doors, I got much more ingredients than Natalia expected.
Malashenko was quite surprised when he saw his beautiful daughter-in-law coming back with a lot of things in her arms and working in the kitchen with an apron hanging on her apron, ready to help Natalia.
"So much? Does your neighbor's family run a supply and demand store? Why did you bring so many things back? We two can't eat so much."
"Uncle Ivan and Aunt Yani heard that you were back, so they gave me a lot of things, dear. These are all after I declined some of them, and they asked me to convey their gratitude to you on my behalf."
"..."
They all seem to be honest and good neighbors.
Most Soviet men did not have the tradition of helping in the kitchen, and the idea that the kitchen was a woman's business was deeply ingrained.
However, Malashenko doesn't mind this very much.
Since traveling through time in the 21st century, in the distant future world, there are many Chinese men who are good at cooking. Even if they are not cooking for their girlfriends, wives, or family members, they can cook it for themselves.
You can also save some money by eating, which is also part of the daily life of many office workers, so it is not uncommon to be good at cooking.
Natalya actually disagreed with Malashenko entering the kitchen at first. Her lover was a general and a hero. He was a household name throughout the motherland. If the news of letting the hero of the motherland cook was spread,
Now, Natalia felt that she might not be able to hold on to her own face, and it was conceivable that people around her would talk about her and have different opinions.
After hearing that Natalya was worried about this kind of thing, Malashenko's answer was very straightforward and without thinking.
"I feel sorry for my wife. I finally came back to give my beautiful daughter-in-law a rest. Isn't this okay? If anyone says something nasty in front of you, call that guy Malokov, and I'm sure he'll enjoy it right away.
Go to Lubyanka for supreme treatment.”
Natalya's security work is in charge of Malokov. As the fiancée of the famous tank hero of the motherland, Natalia's particularity as Malashenko's only relative in the rear of her hometown makes it necessary for her to be protected.
Be strictly protected to prevent unexpected events.
After all, if you don't care about anything, if Natalia suddenly disappears one day, and is not found for a few days, but then hears that she has fallen into the hands of the Germans, this will be a damn bad thing. If you can't save all the horses,
Schenke hated the Germans so much that they could do anything bad, so Natalia was always the first priority on Malokov's secret protection list.
Of course, this also means that there are other attendant benefits that can be enjoyed.
For example, if Natalia is bullied in her work and life and encounters a villain, a villain who thinks that a beautiful and weak woman is easy to bully, or a bitch who bullies others will probably not know that she will be "disappeared from the world" later.
"I went to the Lubyanka Hotel for a banquet. There was no need to run away. Colonel Malokov's "personal service" made you feel so comfortable that you hummed.
Recalling what happened when he came back last time, Malashenko, who was busy chopping meat in the kitchen with a kitchen knife, couldn't help but smile and sigh, thinking that time flies so fast.
What happened when I came back last time is still fresh in my mind and is still in front of my eyes. Shouldn't I make a call and invite Malokov to have a meal? Thank this guy for his kindness to Natalia when he is not around.
take care of?
Malashenko, who was putting the cut meat on a plate, did have such an idea, even if it was only for a moment.
However, these days it quickly gave up.
If you really want to talk about it, it can be said that Malashenko is a bit selfish.
Finally, he had the opportunity to have dinner alone with his wife. To be honest, Malashenko did not want to be disturbed by others in such a rare and sentimental moment. After all, such an opportunity was simply too precious.
But sometimes this world is so strange. For example, the more you are afraid of something, the more it will come to you.
Just as Malashenko was sitting here thinking about how to spice up the dinner later and make his wife happy, the sound of someone knocking on the door suddenly sounded and reached his ears.
"Damn it, it's not like Malokov's two hundred and fifty are here to disrupt the situation, right?"
Malashenko, who was in a bad mood for a moment, muttered and walked to the door. Before his hand touched the door handle, the voice of Natalya who was washing vegetables behind him came to his ears.
"Honey, did you invite anyone to your house for dinner?"
"..."
To be honest, Malashenko, who had a dark look on his face, didn't want to open the door. He was still hesitant when he reached out.
But if the wife asks this question, no matter who the person outside is, he must have heard the sound. Malashenko, who has no other choice, can only respond to his wife's question and reach out to open the door.
"I don't know, I didn't invite anyone. I guess it's Malokov...uh...how about you? Jack???"
Malashenko originally thought it would be Malokov, an old bastard, who would come to ask for help. After all, this guy had done this before.
But what was unexpected was that the person who came to visit was actually Jack. Yes, he was the colonel staff officer of the U.S. Army’s Fourth Armored Division, Clayton Abrams’ classmate and best friend.
Seeing Malashenko's slightly surprised expression, Jack, who was dressed in casual clothes instead of military uniform, quickly raised the gift he had brought to Malashenko with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Bordeaux red wine, I brought it from France. It is a good product produced by the French before the war. I originally planned to drink it at the celebration party before leaving, but after thinking about it, I thought it would be more appropriate to give it to you, General."
"..."
Red wine from Bordeaux? Or produced before the war?
Turtle ghost, this is good stuff!
These days, the French in the German-occupied areas deliberately antagonized the Germans, and the red wine they produced was so bad that the Germans frowned when they smelled it. The more expensive red wines produced before the war, the more they were like this.
The more precious it is, at least now, and it will be like this for some time in the future. This situation can only be changed after France is restored and the Germans are driven away.
For the sake of these two bottles of high-end red wine, the grinning Malashenko quickly turned sideways, wearing an apron and holding a kitchen knife in his hand, then smiled and spoke.