Chapter 2677 What about you?

Stories must have an end, and the story Sergei needs to tell is not that long.

When the right to speak began to flow again, there was only one person left on the table who had not yet spoken, and it was also the person who everyone turned their attention to and focused on: our comrade Malashenko, the train commander.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me?"

Seeing that Malashenko was "asking questions knowingly", Iushkin on the side didn't really buy it when he heard this.

"I'm looking at you no matter what? It's obviously your turn. Everyone has finished talking. If you don't say anything, I think we should break up. Let's go to bed early. We will continue to have sex tomorrow."

Indeed, the time spent chatting always feels like it didn't last long, but in fact it has flown by very quickly.

Malashenko didn't know it by looking at it. He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, and found that he had been eating this meal from his hometown in a foreign country for more than an hour, almost two hours.

The brothers were exchanging cups and cups, confiding in each other's hearts, and chatting happily. After you finished speaking, I continued, smoking one cigarette after another. The speed of time passing was obviously a bit faster than expected.

"Okay, it seems it's getting late, so I'll keep the story short?"

Iushkin, who was still holding the wine bowl in his hand, curled his lips when he heard this. He had to add something if he had something to say.

"It's better than saying nothing anyway, so why not just say it."

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What are you talking about?

Malashenko, who was deep in thought, thought about it for a moment, and felt that the words and words he could think of seemed to have been told to everyone before, and to talk about them now would be a bit like rehashing old scores and talking nonsense. , it feels like it has no practical significance.

"I know you want to go home and farm after the war, but let me tell you, I don't think you will be able to go back. If nothing else, can the big guys above, the generals and marshals let you go? ? I don’t think so. Why don’t you tell us what your plans are if you can’t leave and have to stay in the army?”

"Don't say you don't have a plan, I know. You always like to be prepared. It's not your style to leave no options behind. You must have an alternative plan if you can't retire and go home as you wish, right?"

Don't tell me, although Iushkin is a talkative and talkative guy, at least what he said just now is very reasonable and to the point.

Of course, this is not nonsense, let alone random speculation.

It is precisely because we are familiar with each other and understand each other that we can say such things.

Seriously, Malashenko and Iushkin have been friends for 41 years. Iushkin has a mouth like a machine gun and an even better brain. He can roughly guess what Malashenko is doing. Thinking about your future plans, to be honest, this is not too much.

"Okay, I do have to admit, you're right."

"Look, what did I just say?"

Iushkin smiled happily when he guessed it, and showed off his skills to Artyom, who was sitting closest to him. He lit a cigarette and continued to speak.

"Then tell me what your plan is."

"Um"

What's the plan?

Malashenko had to say that this was really not very easy to describe. He had a backup plan but it was relatively general. It was not like he had planned it out long ago. Now he was asked by this boy Iushkin, what about that? You have to organize the language on the spot and organize it a little bit.

"It should be said that I have no special plans. If my retirement application is not approved, then I will not be passive and deliberately go against my superiors. This is not my style."

"I'm afraid I will continue to do what I should do then, just like now: Malashenko is a brick, move it wherever it needs to be. As long as it is something that really needs me to do and where I need to go, If I can make the best use of everything after I go there, I won’t mind the other things.”

"I have survived the most difficult days. Although I cannot say that the road ahead will be smooth, but at least it will not be more difficult than that."

"I don't expect that I will be promoted to a high official, make a fortune, or be in a certain position in my life. I have the value of my existence and the role I play in my position. , this is enough, the rest is not important, you can just take it one day at a time.”

"When the big shots feel that the old Malashenko is useless and can almost rush home to eat himself, staying in the Red Army is also a burden. Then I will accept it gladly, or I have been looking forward to it for a long time. This day is fine.”

"As for me, I will continue to go home and farm according to the original plan, and do whatever I have to do. If the children haven't grown up yet, I will accompany my wife to take care of them. I will go to work in the fields every day, and maybe I can go for a walk when I come back in the evening. Walking the dog, holding the dog and watching the sunset together. If you are interested, maybe I will write a book. I am not sure. I don’t like to write much on weekdays. Maybe I will write when I am really bored. "

Compared with detailed plans, Malashenko's words were full of "casualness".

It doesn't sound like Malashenko's meticulous style in the past, but it sounds like he is completely following the trend of "whatever he likes".

Iushkin had thought this was strange a long time ago, but now that he heard Malashenko say this, the curiosity in his heart was inevitably aroused, even more than before.

"I'm quite curious. You usually pursue a well-planned and well-prepared person, but why are you so casual about your future life plans? This is not like you, it's completely different."

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To be honest, Malashenko did not know how to "appropriately" answer this question raised by Iushkin.

You can't just tell Iushkin and his brothers: Oh, there will be a political turmoil soon after the war. Brothers, I am too lazy to get involved in such things. I even want to stay as far away as possible. , it’s best to leave the matter alone. That’s why I fucking want to go home and farm. If I don’t want to go back, I can do whatever I want.

You must "pretend to be confused while pretending to understand", and you must also make others believe that you are "really confused" and cannot see any flaws.

Unable to tell the truth, Malashenko had a cigarette in his mouth and stared out the window at the night patrol team of the leader's division passing by in the dark night. Obviously, what he was thinking about was not just the current thing. Not long after Yuyou's words, he spoke again. blurted out.

"Perhaps I am only suitable for fighting. After leaving the war, my brain will become dull and stupid. There is no goal that must be achieved, and there is no strong desire to do. I am afraid that even if I stay in the army after the war, I will just repeat myself day by day. usually."