Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 32 Gifts
Bello came, and Rosia's mood, which had been depressed for two days, finally improved.

Recently, the situation in Warsaw has suddenly become serious. The German army has been conducting inspections on the main street for longer and longer periods of time, and with increasing frequency.Many people would be arrested inexplicably while walking on the road, and a casual movement would attract the surveillance of several Germans.Everyone in the hospital knew that it was because of the assassination, so they all kept a low profile and tried to reduce their presence.

Fortunately, Henry escaped.

"You know, Sia, Dean Fritz succeeded." Bello sat in Henry's office, looked at Rosia, his voice was very calm: "He used unconditionally to provide medical supplies to the army as a condition, in exchange for The right to normal treatment for others.”

Rosia was startled: "When did this happen?"

"Just a few days ago, he returned to the main hospital and told me that he bought Henry's life." When Bello talked about Henry, his voice choked up and tears filled his eyes: "I didn't expect it. However, I am so lucky, God...God still favors me..."

Rosia felt her nose was sore, and she felt shocked and moved, but she couldn't tell what she felt specifically.Dean Fritz is clearly a Schindler.A German can work hard for the survival of other nations during wartime, when Germany is in an absolutely dominant position, and is willing to pay the price for a Jew. Rosia can't think of how to describe such a person except greatness.

"Bello, we should be honored to have such a lovely dean."

"Oh...yes..." Bello buried his face in his hands and cried softly.

No matter how much cruelty and hatred in this world, it can never cover up the initial warmth in people's hearts, just like darkness can never completely block the light.

……

December 25th, Christmas.

Warsaw swept away the bright sunshine of the past and received its first snow in 1939.

Since the morning, heavy snow has fallen like goose feathers, and soon the ground is covered with thick white.Such scenes are rare, many people have walked out of the house, looking up at the endless sky.

The weather is not too cold. On the contrary, it feels a little warm. There are already children who don’t know how to worry about pushing a snowman on the street.On this grandest day of the year, it seems that everyone has forgotten about love, hate, sorrow and joy, and there is only joy.

Rosia went out to buy breakfast in the morning and clearly felt the change in the atmosphere of Warsaw. All she saw were warm and moving scenes. Even the German soldiers patrolling the streets could not hide their happiness and were very good-tempered towards some businessmen.

The New Year is here, the war is over, and everyone thinks that the future will be a new beginning, and now is a new beginning.

Rosia also felt warm in her heart. Aunt Laura, who sold breakfast, was thinking of all kinds of weird reasons to give people more snacks. When she saw Rosia, she even used the excuse that she was very good-looking to give her more treats. Packed a few brioche buns.

Rosia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and accepted the New Year's blessings from this kind aunt.

Back at the hospital, everyone was giving their brightest smiles to everyone they saw and blessing each other.

Although Rosia does not celebrate holidays like Christmas, she is still infected by these lovely people. She regards her as her own New Year in her heart and integrates herself into this huge family.

"Sia, Merry Christmas!" Henry came over and asked, "Do you have anything planned to do soon?"

"Merry Christmas!" Rosia also wished, and then thought for a moment: "No, I don't seem to have anything to do today."

Henry raised a smile: "So, can I invite the beautiful Miss Sia to go to Figg Street with me?"

"Going to Figg Street?" Rosia put down the book in her hand with some doubts, suddenly remembered something, and teased him: "Are you going to buy a gift and secretly give it to Bello? This is not good. I, a lonely person, will be very sad." "

Henry smiled and shook his head: "I gave her gifts last night, including yours, so you didn't see them?"

"Really?" Rosia was a little embarrassed. Last Christmas Eve, after she ate a cold snake fruit, she felt a stomachache soon after. After that, she became extremely weak and went to bed early.

"Oh, it seems I'm not the material to be Santa Claus." Henry sighed falsely: "I didn't expect such a beautiful lady to be not interested in gifts. I thought all ladies liked Christmas Eve gifts from handsome men. "

Rosia was amused by his tone and couldn't help but said: "Come on, a handsome man, you have to know that the charm of a man who is already famous has long been compromised."

"Is that so? Then girls in your country can't enjoy the care of mature men. This is a pity."

"No, you are wrong. Every girl in our motherland can enjoy the lifelong unconditional care of a mature man."

"There is such a selfless man?" Henry looked surprised.

Rosia suppressed her laughter and nodded: "Yes, that person is... dad."

Henry was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it he couldn't help but shake his head: "Sia, you are cheating."

"Who is cheating? Tell me, what did you buy on Figg Street today? Didn't you buy a gift for little Pino?"

"Okay, you guessed it again." Henry spread his hands, "Will the beautiful Miss Sia go with me?"

Rosia nodded in agreement, put down the book and walked out with him.There was still heavy snow falling outside, and children were having a snowball fight on the street. From time to time, several snowballs would hit the two of them.

Henry walked outside to block him. Although he was tall, his expression was very gentle, making him look like a gentleman with a good temper. Then the group of ignorant boys threw snowballs at Henry even more crazily.

By the time the two arrived at Figg Street, Henry had almost turned into a real snowman, and even Rosia was affected by the war.

The two looked at each other and saw that the other was in a very embarrassed state, looking very funny and couldn't help but laugh.

"Ah, I haven't been so happy for a long time." Rosia took off the scarf around her neck to shake off the snow, then put it back on: "Henry, what gift are you going to buy for Pino?"

"Piano." Henry smiled charmingly.

Rosia nodded. Music has nothing to do with her, a person who only knows how to use a knife. She doesn't know anything, so she can only choose appearance.

There is a musical instrument store on Figg Street, very close to Place d'Orlé. When you play a musical instrument in the store, you can see the tall flowers and trees on the square through the glass, as well as the extremely beautiful fountain in the middle, under the blue sky. It’s easy to get attached to music.

Henry pushed open the door of the musical instrument store. The owner of the store was a Polish uncle about 40 years old, who was sitting on a chair playing a cello. Rosia knew nothing about the cello and had no idea what he played. In short, he sounded very sad.

What a strange store owner.

Today was Christmas, and it was the first time she had ever seen someone sad.

The outside of Henry's coat was a little wet from the snowballs. It was still warm in the store, so he simply took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, rolling up the sleeves of his sweater.After saying hello to the Polish uncle, he sat down in front of a white piano and opened the music score on it.

Rosia knew that he was going to audition, so she turned around and prepared to sit on the other stool and wait.

She glanced outside inadvertently, and when she saw the scene in Orlé Square, her eyes widened in shock.

She froze in place.

Henry was right. The musical instrument store was indeed very close to Place d'Orlé, so close that she could already see the people in the square.

Dill, Alicia, Martin...

These people were all familiar to her, colleagues she had met every day for the past two months.

Rosia covered her mouth with her hands in disbelief. She was afraid that she would roar in anger and rush forward.In just a moment, tears filled his eyes.

She couldn't believe that the Nazis really cruelly chose this day to kill these prisoners on Christmas...

Shot.

(End of this chapter)