Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 14 Poland
Rosia felt that when she was baptizing her soul and willing to put aside all worries and come to Poland, she must not have considered the language barrier.

The nurse in front of her was waving her hands desperately and mumbling something, but unfortunately, Rosia didn't understand a word.

So the conscientious nurse started gesticulating again.

Rosia also shook her head again.

After making gestures a few times, the nurse finally broke down, and Rosia was also a little embarrassed.After Dr. Gray entered Poland, he parted ways with her and went to the capital, Warsaw. The hospital she was going to was close to the border, and Polish troops were stationed nearby.

This nurse should have been arranged to pick her up here. Obviously, this nurse was Polish, and it was not known that she did not speak Polish.

Rosia had no choice but to ask her if she knew Chinese.

The nurse was confused, and her expression was probably the same as when she first heard Polish.

Rosia switched to English, but the nurse still shook her head.

Switching to German again, the nurse had a slight reaction, but unfortunately, she recognized that it was German, but she didn't know it.

So Rosia could only stare at her in pain until a Hungarian girl who knew a little German came. The two of them talked and gestured, and finally got to know each other a little bit. The nurse took the two of them to the room allocated by Rosia.

The day Rosia decided to come to Poland, she said goodbye to Aunt Mesa. Aunt Mesa was not sad at all, but was very happy.

Feeling deeply weird about the situation, he asked and found out that Werner would be sent to Poland soon.Aunt Mesa was originally worried that their relationship would weaken a lot if they were separated, but she didn't expect that she would also go to Poland. It was an unexpected surprise.

On the contrary, Rosia didn't know that her relationship with Werner would fade away. She always felt that Aunt Mesa seemed to have fallen into some misunderstanding alone, and was still going further and further on the tortuous road.

As for Werner coming to Poland, you can know without thinking that he must accompany the army to attack Poland.

The nurse took her to a small attic. There were only two rooms on the second floor, one for the Hungarian girl and the other for Rosia.

The nurse opened the door. It was very clean inside, with few items, but they were all arranged neatly. The light blue style was very fresh.

Rosia expressed her gratitude, and the nurse continued to be confused for a while, handed her the key, and left silently.

The Hungarian girl greeted her with a smile: "Hello, my name is Belo Valci, I am Hungarian."

Luo Xia also smiled: "Xia Luo, Chinese."

Bello was surprised and pointed in the east direction with his finger: "That big eastern country you come from? That is a mysterious place."

"Thank you for your comments about my motherland." Rosia has stayed in Europe for a long time, and her greetings have also adopted a Western style.But Westerners like this, it looks polite and elegant at the same time.

Bello's German is not particularly good. He can basically understand what others are saying, but he makes a lot of grammatical errors when he speaks. However, Rosia doesn't know any Polish, so she has to communicate with her reluctantly. .

Bello entered Rosia's room and helped her pack the little luggage she had brought.Although the two of them don't speak the same language, they can learn a lot when they meet for the first time, and there is no shortage of topics between them.

"Oh, speaking German is so tiring, my tongue is stiff." Bello complained while sitting at the table.

Rosia liked this frank girl very much and also joked: "Then why don't you try English? It's very easy."

Bello shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, no, I have never been to the United Kingdom or the United States. I don't know a single word. Maybe I can't even recognize it as English."

She thought for a while and suddenly clapped her hands: "I remember when I first came to Poland to study a few years ago, I didn't know any Polish. Henry gave me a dictionary at that time. I want to keep it now. Do you want to use it? "

"Really?" Rosia was pleasantly surprised. It would be easier if she had a dictionary. She would learn another foreign language at the very least, as long as she mastered daily vocabulary, it was not like English, which had to be so proficient in order to pass the exam.

"Of course, just wait a minute, I'll go look for it right away." Bello said, jumping up from the chair and going to her room.

There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound from the opposite side, and Rosia looked a little strange. After a while, Bello came over with a dictionary as thick as a brick.

The moment she saw that shape, Rosia couldn't help but blush a little, which reminded her of the Oxford Dictionary and Modern Chinese Dictionary that had harmed her for a long time.

However, Bello kindly pointed to a black line on the side of the dictionary: "Here, from here onwards are some things that are not needed in daily life. You can learn the previous ones first. Because I came to study abroad at the time, in order to listen to I had to memorize so many words to understand what the professor was talking about.”

The black line is one-fifth of the thickness of the dictionary, which doesn’t seem too much.Rosia took it and found that it was full of words that were written in a heavenly book. Next to the Polish language, there were also Hungarian markings, but she couldn't understand any of them. It seemed that she had to find someone to translate the dictionary for her first. German or English.

"This, can I mark some other languages ​​next to it? Uh, like German?"

I thought Bello would readily agree, but she hesitated for a while before nodding with a little reluctance: "Okay, yes, but you have to cherish it a little bit."

Rosia was slightly surprised. She lowered her head and looked at the dictionary again, only to find that the book had been read many times, but the corners of the paper were still well preserved, and the handwriting on it was also very neat. She was very careful when writing, and she could tell that the owner took good care of it. .

"May I ask, you and Mr. Henry?"

Bello's face was slightly red, a little shy, but he nodded happily: "Yes, I married him last year and we have a three-year-old baby."

"Uh..." Rosia choked. Last year, she was three years old. This number is always a bit weird.

When Bello mentioned his husband, his expression suddenly soared, and even his brain nerves were a little abnormal: "He is a very charming man. If you see him, you will definitely fall in love with him."

Rosia: "..."

(End of this chapter)