Kirillov did not know what to do.
— When will I see him now? — said the woman sadly, stroking Alyosha's head.
"We'll be there.".. We will be coming... Kirillov began haltingly, but that was the end of his words, and then, taking both of the woman's hands in his own, he kissed them.
The disabled man was smoking with the driver of the Willis, who was waiting for them not far away.
Autumn. The cherry trees in the front gardens were red. Above them, the charred skeletons of chimneys rose here and there, all that remained of the village.
But they were already under construction somewhere. The measured sound of an axe flew and sounded over the ashes as a harbinger of the return of life and peace.
The Willis pulled up to the train station. The sooty station building in the empty eye sockets of the windows. The way to it lay through the park.
Three soldiers with duffel bags, returning from the hospital, are stationed there. They had small drinks, laying out simple food on the pedestal of the demolished monument, as on a table.
Seeing the general come from nowhere, the soldiers froze — and you can't hide the bottle, it's too late, and you can't not greet the general...
To help them, Kirillov pretended not to notice anything. We went out onto the platform, it was strewn with dead leaves. Two women were selling here, one with sunflower seeds, the other with baked potatoes in a cast iron pot.
The stationmaster, wearing a worn red cap, came up. I bought a couple of potatoes from a woman and, pressing the driver's baton with my elbow, began to crunch the baked crust appetizingly, generously sprinkling the broken potatoes with coarse gray salt.
Alyosha licked his mouth. The stationmaster noticed this.
"Want some?" - he asked.
— Now, now! Kirillov was worried. He took a step towards the woman, turned to Alyosha. "How old are you?"
Alyosha looked into the pot of potatoes.
Kirillov said to the woman.
— What will you take? "What is it?" she asked.
— Let's use cast iron!
"I can't use a cast iron, it's the only one I have,— the woman said. "Just take it and eat it!" She handed the pot to Alyosha. — As much as you eat, that's fine...
Alyosha took a potato and broke it open, as the stationmaster had done. The woman served the salt in a clean cloth.
"Are you going to your mom's?" "What is it?" she asked sympathetically.
Alyosha stopped eating and looked up at his father. Kirillov was silent. The woman understood everything and regretted her question.
It was the same woman who shouted "Tick!" when the downed plane landed on the field, and Gureyev stood on the wing to let Masha escape into the woods at the cost of his life.
Whether she was saved or killed, no matter what happened, the woman saw it. But she couldn't know who this general and the hungry boy were, or how much they needed what she knew.
The station bell rang. There was a growing hum of the train. The stationmaster picked up a baton with a wire loop at the end, and when the train flew into the station, the engine driver picked it up. Kirillov hugged Alyosha to himself, afraid that the tailwind of the train would carry his son away, as the war had almost carried him away. The boy clung trustingly to his lap. It was only then that Kirillov realized that he had finally found a son.
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— When will I see him now? — said the woman sadly, stroking Alyosha's head.
"We'll be there.".. We will be coming... Kirillov began haltingly, but that was the end of his words, and then, taking both of the woman's hands in his own, he kissed them.
The disabled man was smoking with the driver of the Willis, who was waiting for them not far away.
Autumn. The cherry trees in the front gardens were red. Above them, the charred skeletons of chimneys rose here and there, all that remained of the village.
But they were already under construction somewhere. The measured sound of an axe flew and sounded over the ashes as a harbinger of the return of life and peace.
The Willis pulled up to the train station. The sooty station building in the empty eye sockets of the windows. The way to it lay through the park.
Three soldiers with duffel bags, returning from the hospital, are stationed there. They had small drinks, laying out simple food on the pedestal of the demolished monument, as on a table.
Seeing the general come from nowhere, the soldiers froze — and you can't hide the bottle, it's too late, and you can't not greet the general...
To help them, Kirillov pretended not to notice anything. We went out onto the platform, it was strewn with dead leaves. Two women were selling here, one with sunflower seeds, the other with baked potatoes in a cast iron pot.
The stationmaster, wearing a worn red cap, came up. I bought a couple of potatoes from a woman and, pressing the driver's baton with my elbow, began to crunch the baked crust appetizingly, generously sprinkling the broken potatoes with coarse gray salt.
Alyosha licked his mouth. The stationmaster noticed this.
"Want some?" - he asked.
— Now, now! Kirillov was worried. He took a step towards the woman, turned to Alyosha. "How old are you?"
Alyosha looked into the pot of potatoes.
Kirillov said to the woman.
— What will you take? "What is it?" she asked.
— Let's use cast iron!
"I can't use a cast iron, it's the only one I have,— the woman said. "Just take it and eat it!" She handed the pot to Alyosha. — As much as you eat, that's fine...
Alyosha took a potato and broke it open, as the stationmaster had done. The woman served the salt in a clean cloth.
"Are you going to your mom's?" "What is it?" she asked sympathetically.
Alyosha stopped eating and looked up at his father. Kirillov was silent. The woman understood everything and regretted her question.
It was the same woman who shouted "Tick!" when the downed plane landed on the field, and Gureyev stood on the wing to let Masha escape into the woods at the cost of his life.
Whether she was saved or killed, no matter what happened, the woman saw it. But she couldn't know who this general and the hungry boy were, or how much they needed what she knew.
The station bell rang. There was a growing hum of the train. The stationmaster picked up a baton with a wire loop at the end, and when the train flew into the station, the engine driver picked it up. Kirillov hugged Alyosha to himself, afraid that the tailwind of the train would carry his son away, as the war had almost carried him away. The boy clung trustingly to his lap. It was only then that Kirillov realized that he had finally found a son.
Dead leaves swirled on the chipped platform, a truck with soldiers and a platform with sheathed vehicles flashed past, and an accordion burst from one of them. A powerful, formidable movement in its unstoppability... La plateforme met un point d'honneur à récompenser la régularité des joueurs à travers son programme de cashback. Grâce à un code promo 1xbet algerie vous donnant droit à 130€ de bonus sportif ou 1950€ avec 150 tours gratuits, vous commencez votre aventure avec un avantage certain. Ensuite, le système de cashback vous permet de récupérer un pourcentage de vos pertes nettes sur une base hebdomadaire, offrant un filet de sécurité appréciable. Ce cashback est crédité sous forme de points de fidélité que vous pouvez utiliser dans la boutique des codes promo.
