Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 91 Jenny

The hospital was so busy that Rosia was treated like three people by herself, like a spinning top, and she never had time to spare.But there weren't many patients in the hospital now, and they were so busy that she didn't even know what they were busy with at the end of the day.

But it was inevitable that she would be tired. Rosia came back with Vitti on the subway, and the two complained to each other all the way, murmuring their bitterness.In the seventh area, Vitti got off the bus first, and she sat alone until the eighth area.

When she was almost home, she suddenly heard a voice calling her not far away.

"Hey Rosia!"

Rosia turned around and saw the little girl from the Mori family next door, wearing a new pleated skirt and holding a big bag, standing at the door pretty.

Except for the time when Aunt Mesa's accident happened, the Morley family really didn't want to see her. They usually didn't go out the front door, and it was hard to see her without stepping forward. Therefore, she was still a little uncomfortable with greeting the little girl.

"Hello, Jenny." Rosia stopped to greet her.

Jenny patted the hem of her skirt and ran over after getting off the stairs: "Um, will you be okay soon?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Then can you go somewhere with me?" Jenny was a little embarrassed. She raised the bag in her hand and explained: "Grandma wants me to go out and buy some honey and cheese for soaking pig trotters. There is a shop on the street. It's closed. I have to go to the store in District [-]. It's a bit far there. I'm afraid of what I might encounter..."

Rosia smiled. Jenny was dressed in fancy clothes today and she looked sweet and cute. But in this era when the Gestapo were on the streets, who dared to molest a little girl in public? From here to the Seventh District Hotel, it was all the way to the main street. As long as If nothing happens to her, her personal safety is absolutely guaranteed.

When Jenny saw her smiling, her face immediately turned red and she couldn't help but stamp her foot: "Is that okay?"

"Okay, but please wait a moment, I'm going to change clothes." She had just come out of the hospital, her body smelled of disinfectant, and she couldn't go out without changing clothes.

"Okay then, hurry up."

"Yeah." Rosia responded with a smile.

When she got home, she told Aunt Mesa that she would go out to buy some things with Jenny. Aunt Mesa found a note and wrote down a few materials: "You can buy these by the way. We have used them up at home."

Rosia took it and saw that Italian sauce, caviar, fresh milk... were all very common ingredients.She folded the note and stuffed it into her pocket: "Okay, I understand."

"Do you have enough money? There are some by the flower stand." Aunt Mesa shouted.

"Enough!"

After opening the door, Jenny was standing under a tree not far away, her head lowered, and she was grinding the leaves on the ground aimlessly with the toes of her shoes. She looked like a thoughtful girl.

Rosia walked over quickly: "Let's go!"

Jian Ni woke up like a dream, and she froze for a moment before following her.

Due to the "Joint Declaration of the United Nations" signed before, the agreement between France and Germany was terminated, and now the streets of France are not as free and easy as before.The Gestapo and French police could be seen everywhere on the streets, many even wearing civilian clothes, making them difficult to detect among the crowds.

Not long after the two left, Rosia felt someone was staring at her.Don't ask why, this is purely an instinct produced subconsciously by the human body after seeing too many dangers.

It's just that she doesn't think she has anything worth noting. The only possibility is...

She looked to the side, and Jane was unaware of it. She was constantly looking at alleys and alleys, as if she was looking for something, and her movements were not concealed. In the eyes of interested people, this is a typical "sneaky" behavior. , suspicious person”.

"Jenny, who are you looking for?"

"Ah?" Jenny turned her head and shook her head: "No, no, I'm not looking for anything."

She didn't want to say it, and Rosia wouldn't ask too much. After walking for a while, Jenny suddenly asked: "Rosia, do you have a lover?"

"No." She replied casually, suddenly remembering the little girl's abnormality just now: "Are you looking for your lover?"

"No, no, no, no." Unexpectedly, Jenny's reaction was so intense, her head shaking like a rattle: "I'm not looking for him."

It is true that there is no silver 300 taels here.

Rosia curled her lips: "Since this is the case, stop looking around, you should know who is around."

Jenny stiffened, her body immediately straightened up, and she no longer dared to look around.

There are many food stores in District [-], and the two of them finished their shopping quickly.Rosia was exhausted after a long day in the hospital. She wanted to go back quickly and not linger for a second.But Jenny's expression was strange. She looked back frequently as she walked, as if she was waiting for someone, and as if she was expecting something, with a bit of unwillingness on her face.

The two of them had only walked a few steps before she suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of the hotel in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Rosia was confused.

Jenny said nothing and kept looking blankly. Rosia also looked over strangely and saw several German officers walking into the hotel chatting and laughing. There were a few pedestrians passing by. Is there anything special about this? ?
"Rosiya, you, please help me get something." Jenny looked a little panicked, handed the bag in her hand to her, and actually picked up the hem of her skirt and ran back.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"If you're in a hurry, go back first and give the things to my grandma." Jenny didn't even look back and kept going in the direction of the hotel.

What the hell is this girl doing?Rosia was confused, but she had no choice but to chase after him.This area is not a safe place. There are Gestapo everywhere. If she leaves, what if something happens to her again here?

Jian Ni looked thin, but she ran very fast. Rosia was carrying a lot of things in her hand and tried her best to feed her breasts, but she didn't catch up. When she reached the hotel entrance, she was gone. .

She also wanted to go in, but she didn't expect to be stopped by the two waiters at the door.

Several soldiers looked at her expressionlessly.

Rosia was frightened, took a step back, and looked at the lights inside: "Well, there was a girl just now, she..."

"Sorry, you can't go in." The waiter interrupted her gently and politely.

Rosia glared.

Is this still clothing discrimination?She lowered her head and saw that the coat and stockings were very ordinary. Even if she was carrying two bags, she wouldn't look like an aunt, right?But these two waiters were so "selfless" that they refused to let him go.

Okay, okay, she doesn't want to go in yet.Rosia curled her lips and gave up, and looked inside again. She couldn't force her way into the hotel anyway. Since Jenny had asked her to go back first, it should be nothing serious.

She turned around and wanted to go back, but she didn't expect that there was someone coming from behind, the two of them were already very close, she bumped her head into the man's chest, the cold and hard button hit her face, she grinned instantly in pain.

"Oh... you, you..." Rosia covered half of her face, and when she looked up, she saw Heinrich with an inexplicable expression. Her mind froze, she took a step back in shock, jumped onto the steps, and watched warily. he.

Heinrich, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, glanced at her with disgust, then glanced at the bag in her hand: "What are you doing standing here?"

His demeanor and tone were the same as usual. If it weren't for the few pieces of paper at home, she would have thought nothing had happened.Rosia slowly put down her hand, thinking that the two of them had not seen each other for almost four or five months, and they looked a little strange.

But Heinrich was not alone this time. Next to him stood a tall and voluptuous beauty, holding a small silk bag in her hand and looking at her with interest.

Rosia was inexplicably happy: "I'm just looking for someone, and I'm leaving now."

Heinrich raised his eyebrows without comment. He tugged on the leather jacket that was wrinkled by Rosia. His body was stiff and he was much taller. Rosia had to lament his height again.

"Well, I can ask, the Belgian Bass, Bass..." Rosia couldn't think of it for a while.

"Bastogne?"

"Yes, there. Is it safe now? Which legion of yours is there?"

Heinrich frowned: "Why do you ask this?"

"Just ask."

"Is that the question you should be asking?"

"Is that safe?" Rosia was impatient.

Heinrich paused, looked at her straightly with a pair of blue eyes for a while, and said, "Safe, what, you want to go?"

"No." Rosia shook her head: "I'm having a good time in Paris."

He sneered, not sure what he was remembering, but still had the usual curve on his lips: "Have you received the certificate?"

"Ah?" This span was a bit big, and she didn't react for a moment: "What proof?"

Heinrich looked at her, paused, and then said, "That brat."

Imp?Pinot?Rosia raised her head in confusion: "You mean the citizenship certificate? I have received this, but..." She was a little embarrassed to say: "It seems there is something else."

"Well, property sharing statement." Heinrich said calmly, he moved his gloves casually: "I have opened an account. You can send photos and personal information to Berlin when you have time."

This time it was Rosia's turn to be speechless: "Are you serious?"

"What's true?" Heinrich frowned, looked at her expression carefully, and suddenly said shockingly: "Do you want the inheritance more?"

puff!
heritage?Where did your old thoughts go?Rosia waved her hands repeatedly. She now refused to discuss personal issues with the upright Germans in public. She couldn't explain it clearly at all.It's not good to be blocked in front of the hotel. Let's talk about this later.

Rosia quickly waved her little hand: "Well, sir, I will leave now after I finish shopping. However, I have a companion inside, can you look after it for me?"

"Jew?" His eyes narrowed dangerously.

"No, no, no, how could she be a Jew? She is..." Rosia waved her hands quickly, but suddenly realized that Jenny's identity was not very good. She glanced at someone's expression carefully and whispered: " It's a Frenchman...he's here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Heinrich's face darken, but fortunately Ya did not refuse, she just snorted and turned around to leave.

The beautiful woman behind him immediately followed and finally said: "Sir, who was that just now?"

"Fiancée!" Heinrich walked in calmly.

Rosia, who was still on the steps, suddenly had a burning face. She looked around and saw that the faces of the waiters and soldiers at the door had changed, and their eyes were strange.

Okay, okay, he has agreed to help take care of Jenny, and he is not the same as him.

Rosia was walking alone on the road carrying her things, her arms feeling heavy. She finally got home and sent her things to the next door. Grandma Mori kept asking where Jenny was.

She really couldn't say anything about this.

There were German soldiers guarding the door of the hotel. There must be very important people inside. Judging from the previous situation, there should be an officer holding a banquet inside.Even if it's a small one, there will always be school-level officers. If it's a big one, there may be a general or something inside. No casualties will be allowed in.

But Jenny went in, which was also very strange.Rosia contacted her about the abnormality along the way. Combined with the movies she had seen before, she could guess several causes and effects.But the stories of the French and Germans are probably not good.

Grandma Mori was old, and it was not good for her to be scary, so she could only lie and say that the little girl was playing at her house.

About two hours later, just after dark, there was a knock on the door.

Aunt Mesa was reading a book, and Rosia ran to open the door.

It's Jenny.

The whole of Paris was brightly illuminated by the moonlight, and every detail on the ground was visible. She could clearly see the tears on the little girl's face, the pear blossoms with rain, and her eyes were red and swollen. She was immediately startled and hurriedly closed the door and went out.

"What's wrong Jenny? Why are you crying?"

Jenny rubbed her eyes and was still sobbing. She couldn't stop even if she wanted to. It looked like she had been crying for a long time.

"Hey... Luo, Rosia, you, do you really have no lover?"

This question was asked because Rosia, who had just been entrusted with Heinrich's care, felt a little "guilty".She took the little girl out and put her hands on her shoulders: "What's wrong with you? Is someone bullying you?"

Jenny shook her head immediately, but after a while, she nodded again, and tears fell down.

"Well, I like someone."

Rosia was a little speechless, but still asked as gently as possible: "Then what?"

"He, he's a German officer."

"..."

"He also loves me," Jenny saw her face darken, and quickly explained: "I, I once asked him if he would marry me when I grow up, and he agreed. He said he would marry me."

Rosia didn't know what to say.

Germany has the Nuremberg Race Law. In order to ensure the purity of Aryan blood, Germans are not allowed to marry non-Germans. Even in some special cases, they are only allowed to be with three-quarters of the Germans.And Janey fit none of them.

Of course, when Hitler is finished in two years, this racial law will naturally be ineffective, but at this time, who knows what will happen in the future.She didn't know whether the officer was sincere or not.

"But, he wrote to me before and told me that he was no longer willing to marry me. He was going to the battlefield to fight for Germany." Tears flashed in Jenny's eyes: "He said he had nothing but loyalty. , he will dedicate these to Germany."

　I'm in such a hurry, I'll revise it again if I find the time. If nothing unexpected happens tomorrow, there should be more updates. I don't really like writing transitional plots. I get stuck as soon as I write them. Just these two chapters!

　　
　
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