My own war game

Chapter 147 Children's Village

Crack! A piece of wood was thrown into the furnace, and crackling sounds came from inside. He Chi and the other five people changed into casual clothes and sat in front of the fireplace in the house with several teenagers.

"Alexander, it's all your fault. Didn't you say that the Germans were coming?" The boy who had been holding the shotgun tapped his companion on the head with his hand.

"Is that so? They were wearing German military uniforms and driving luxury cars. I saw it with my own eyes. Who would have known that they were our own people?" A younger child covered his head and argued cunningly.

There are only a group of children in this collective estate now, the oldest of whom is a 16-year-old boy named Yurikin, who plays the role of a head patriarch.

"A plane fell from the sky that day and the pilot was seriously injured. He died soon after. We buried them behind the warehouse." Yurikin said in front of the fire, holding a potato in his hand.

"Where are the adults here?" He Chi looked to the other side and saw a group of children around ten years old gathered around a pot of boiling potatoes. Many of them were staring at the contents of the pot while holding their fingers in their mouths.

"No, the men have all gone to fight. It was the aunts who led us to work. Half a month ago, a troop came and said they wanted to requisition mules to transport food. My aunts were reluctant to leave the mule carts and went with them. Before she left, she told me to keep an eye on the younger children and, oh, and to take care of the crops."

"Transporting food? Where did your aunt and the others go?"

"It seems to be a place quite far away. What's its name? Oh, yes, it's called Belyakin." The boy patted his head and finally remembered.

He Chi and Yulia beside him looked at each other, feeling a little sad. Belyakin should be in the hands of the Germans now.

Their aunt probably won't come back, and this collective farm is now a complete "children's village". It is hard to imagine how they have managed to survive for more than a month.

"What have you been eating during this time?"

"Potato."

"anything else?"

"No more, aren't potatoes enough?" The boy looked at these outsiders strangely.

He Chi looked at the children in surprise, seeing that they had only eaten potatoes for more than two weeks. No wonder many of them looked severely malnourished.

At this time, the children nearby suddenly became confused. Several children began to push each other and fight for the potatoes in their hands. One of the girls was obviously much weaker, and most of the potatoes in her hand were taken away.

She sat on the ground and cried loudly, but still couldn't help putting the small piece of potato into her mouth.

She was crying as she delivered the food because she was hungry.

"Separate! I tell you to separate!" The boy rushed over aggressively and pulled out the child who was stealing things.

"Didn't we agree that each person would get one potato? Why are you snatching other people's food?!" the leading boy asked loudly, and then the children who were snatching things also started crying, and then the whole room was filled with the sound of children crying.

They were all very hungry too.

"Why don't you eat corn?" He Chi was very surprised looking at the crying children.

"When Auntie left, the corn was not yet ripe, and she asked us to take good care of the crops... and Captain Seryosha said that the corn was military rations..." A child stood up and said hesitantly.

Now everyone fell silent. Yulia and Leah ran over and took out the remaining dry food in the car and distributed them to the children.

Tanya, who usually loved to hide food, stood there and thought for a while, then took out an apple from her pocket and stuffed it into the hand of the girl who was sitting on the ground and crying.

The girl opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe it. Finally, when she confirmed that such a big apple was for her alone, her face showed an expression mixed with joy, shock and disbelief.

This expression should not appear on a child's face.

Tanya probably thought that the other party was not very satisfied, so she stuffed the straw rabbit she had hidden into the little girl's hands, thought for a moment and added, "I'll lend it to you to play with for a while, and you have to return it to me later." With the comfort of several women, the children stopped crying.

"Bekelev, I remember you have the rank of major, right?" He Chi suddenly asked the Soviet intelligence officer next to him.

"Well, strictly speaking, yes, but I haven't worn my motherland's military uniform for a long time." Bekelev thought for a while and answered.

He Chi pulled him in front of the boy and said, "This is Major Beklev, a higher-ranking officer than the Captain Seryosha you mentioned. Everyone must obey him. Now he orders you to go pick the corn nearby to eat."

The boy turned to look at Beklev. The Soviet intelligence officer looked around in embarrassment and found that his subordinate Yulia was staring at him from a distance, so he had to say, "Yes, I agree, you can pick the corn here."

Wow!!!! Ulla!!!!
Huge cheers broke out from the children's mouths.

The time that follows may be the happiest time for these children who have left their adults in the past half month.

The round and juicy corns were picked and thrown into a big pot of boiling water. The children were waiting on both sides of the pot. They would take the corns out before they were fully cooked, hold them in their arms and take a big bite.

Hu~hu~hu~
The whole room was filled with the sound of the child breathing.

He Chi looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt a little emotional. In China, some children of this age are already tired of eating cream products, but the child in front of him would be very happy just chewing on a corn.

After thinking for a while, He Chi told Leah, "I remember there is a can of butter in the car, go get it."

Then he said to Tanya, "Can I borrow your sugar jar?"

Tanya covered her waist vigilantly. That was her most precious sugar jar, which she usually put next to her when she slept.

Finally, after He Chi's repeated assurances, he got a small spoonful of sugar from Tanya.

First, peel the corn kernels and then place them on a board to bake, which will remove excess moisture from the new corn and make the outer shells of the corn kernels drier.

Take out the pot, pour in the butter, and after the fat melts, He Chi pours the spoonful of sugar evenly and stirs it.

Then He Chi poured the roasted corn kernels into the pot.

A crackling sound was heard, and the pot immediately became lively. The milky white popcorn soon filled the pot. Although one third of it did not pop, it was enough.

"Buttered popcorn, everyone, try it." He Chi waved to the children.

The children gathered in a circle, looking at the contents of the pot curiously. A scent of butter wafted out, and the little girl bravely reached out and touched it.

"It's so hot!" The heated finger retracted and was put into the girl's mouth along with popcorn crumbs.

Then her pupils began to dilate, and after a few seconds of staring blankly, she stretched out her little hand quickly, grabbed a handful, and stuffed it into her mouth without caring about the heat.

When the other children saw what was happening, they also started to grab the popcorn, and then they all showed incredible expressions on their faces.

Not only them, several girls also showed surprised expressions on their faces after taking a small bite.

Tanya secretly pulled He Chi's clothes and complained to him with a pout.

"Why didn't you cook it for me before?"

(End of this chapter)