Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 35 Banquet
In the end, Rosia gave the hotel manager a satisfactory arrangement and went there in person.

Anyway, Rosia is alone. Although Christmas in the West is grand, it is not a real New Year in her heart, so she does not have as heavy a concept of the holiday as others.

The manager wasn't very optimistic about this young girl at first, but seeing that everyone else followed her lead, he faintly sensed that her status in the hospital was extraordinary.Fortunately, the manager is just planning ahead to prevent any accidents at the banquet.This time, in addition to Rosia, there is another young doctor named Peter. Two doctors are enough to deal with many problems.

The hotel lobby has been completely decorated. It is so gorgeous that people dare not look directly at it. The manager opened an exquisite door on the left side of the lobby, and there was another small room inside. It was clean, with a sofa, a coffee table, and a small room next to it. There are log tables, and the layout is very similar to a reception area.

The manager seemed very satisfied with the cleanliness of the small room. He nodded and said to Rosia: "Miss Rosia, you and Mr. Peter will spend time here tonight. Before the banquet begins, we will arrange a waiter to serve you a rich dinner. You just have to enjoy the food here.”

Although the doctor was invited, the manager actually didn't want anything to happen at the banquet. If he could spend the night safely, he would rather treat the two doctors to a free meal.

Rosia understood what he meant and nodded to show that she understood.The manager was still very busy and did not stay to chat with her and left quickly.

Rosia and Peter were the only two people left in the small room.

Peter watched uneasily as Rosia landed on the sofa beside him. After being restrained for a while, he also sat on the other side.

Rosia looked amused: "Didn't you volunteer to come here? Why do you look afraid of me?"

Peter looked at the young lady in front of him cautiously, then shook his head: "I'm not afraid of you."

"Afraid of the Germans?"

Peter was silent.default.

Rosia was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled again, and said to the confused Peter: "I am also very scared. I have never been afraid of seeing them."

“Since I came to Warsaw, I always seemed to encounter Nazis and German officers. In addition to the time with Dill, I also experienced an assassination by a Polish man outside. At that time, it was particularly terrible. I almost died from a stray bullet. "Rosia concealed this experience, and no one in the hospital knew about it except Dill, so Peter listened very carefully.

"Then the Germans searched the Jews in the hospital and captured Dill and the others. This morning I watched them being shot. I was actually scared to death, and I still thought about the scene where Henry went to die calmly. He faced Are you also afraid of the German guns?"

Peter couldn't help but straighten his back as he listened, looking a little awe-struck.

Rosia suddenly felt a little funny: "Peter, by the way, how are you and Ellie doing?"

"What, what?" Peter couldn't adapt to such a quick topic change, and the little secret in his heart was exposed before he had time to hide it, and his whole face turned red.

"Do you think I don't know? I lie down outside the operating room and stare every day, just because I'm afraid people will run away."

"This, this, this, I, I..." Peter stammered and couldn't even utter a word.

Seeing his shy appearance, Rosia laughed unkindly.

The afternoon was not long, and it slipped by quietly while Rosia was teasing Peter.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone in the hotel started to get busy. Although Rosia was in the small room, she could still clearly hear the sounds of people walking back and forth and making arrangements outside.It can be said that running a hotel is really hard work, everything must put the guests first, even if you encounter such guests who do not want to entertain, you have to force them.Force yourself to put aside the hatred of your family and country and welcome everyone with a smile.

At five o'clock, officers came in one after another, and it suddenly became quiet outside, except for the occasional conversation and laughter in German.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the small room. Rosia got up and went to open the door, but was surprised to find several male waiters standing outside, each pushing a small cart with various snacks and snacks on it. Dishes.

Do you need to start a small stove in advance?Rosia had a strange look on her face as she watched several male waiters place all kinds of delicacies on the log table in the small room one by one. Before leaving, she bowed slightly with an impeccable smile, and finally closed the door gently.

Looking back at Peter, he also looked blank.

Rosia shrugged and sat at the table: "Come on, Peter, it's time to enjoy our Christmas dinner."

The hotel manager was really generous. She and Peter alone served so many dishes, with various soft European flavors, and even two bottles of sugar wine. I have to say that the hotel owner is really wealthy.

Rosia was used to the knives and forks here. Although it was a pity to eat the shrimp shredded dish without chopsticks, the lamb chops were also good.

Food is a very soothing thing. As soon as Rosia took a bite, she felt that the taste would melt people's tongue. She couldn't help but praise it. Peter also cut another piece on the side, completely Forget that there are German officers outside the wall.

The two of them were concentrating on the food when there was a knock on the door of the small room again.Rosia listened carefully and heard that the atmosphere outside was very harmonious, and it didn't look like anything was going on. She thought it was the waiter who came to serve dessert again.

After getting up and opening the door, Rosia subconsciously wanted to speak, but her eyes suddenly widened.

There were two men in black military uniforms standing at the door. They were tall and had stripes on their shoulders. They were very oppressive and thrilling no matter how you looked at them.

"Uh……"

The officer in front looked down at her sideways, seeming to have spotted the food in the room: "Would you mind adding two more sets of knives and forks?"

Rosia suddenly understood what he meant as if struck by lightning, her face was troubled: "Sorry, sir..."

"Major, I have one." The guy behind the officer immediately stretched out his hand, and there were two sets of knives and forks placed on a small dinner plate.

"Very good." The major officer just ignored Rosia and walked in with a straight step. The officer behind him glanced at Rosia coldly and walked in.

Rosia: "..." Sister!
The major officer consciously did not compete with Rosia for a seat, but sat next to her. His adjutant sat next to her, next to the frightened Peter. The four of them occupied an even space.

Rosia wanted to ask the officer if this was revenge for her crazy behavior in the morning. She really lost her mind at the time and didn't mean it.

The major officer stared at the lamb chops, which had only two servings, with regret in his eyes, then turned his head and put the knife and fork on the sauce-flavored bacon.

Rosia's heart felt cold as she stared at his moving mouth: "Sir, why aren't you outside..." Come to your banquet!

The major cut the bacon gracefully and squinted: "Has your friend's body been delivered?"

Rosia's face turned pale and she felt like she couldn't eat the lamb chops in her hand. The hand holding the knife trembled for a while before she reluctantly nodded: "It's delivered, thank you!" She said it with a bit of gritted teeth. The major's adjutant immediately came over with dissatisfaction.

Rosia pretended not to notice, lowered her head and continued to cut her own mutton chops, while Peter's face was pale and his hands were shaky. It felt like a skeleton that was about to collapse at any time.

The gap between people is still greater than that. Although they all want to drop their things and escape, Rosia is much better at superficial skills than Peter.She originally thought that when she saw the officer who killed Henry again, she would hate her to the core, but when she really saw it, she found that like a mayfly shaking a tree, she simply did not have the ability or the position to resent. , just keep a respectful distance.

Sitting down to have dinner with two SS officers, no one had the ability to finish the meal.Rosia had no intention of eating and just wanted to break up the banquet and leave.

She unconsciously cut the lamb chops in her hands into neat pieces, and was about to fork one into her mouth when a hand suddenly stretched out from beside her and quickly scooped up the lamb chops from her plate. The platoon disappeared instantly.

Rosia: "..."

(End of this chapter)