Seeing Fra sitting beside him drinking milk with a small cup, Ye Zhao laughed and couldn't help but remember Rong'er when she was a child. Thinking about it, she might be really old and always likes to recall the past.

The "living room" is also the bedroom of Natasha's brother and sister-in-law. The wooden chairs are creaking and creaking. It seems that the wooden bed is also doing it yourself, with enough food and clothing. There are dull Western-style oil paintings hanging on the wall, showing that the owner was once a wealthy family with taste.

Ye Zhao stood in front of the oil painting, looking at the sunset in the oil painting, and Natasha's father said, "It was Natasha's painting." Ye Zhao nodded slightly.

While having dinner just now, Natasha's father and brother broke out in heated debate. Natasha's brother wanted to plant sea buckthorn forest because a Chinese businessman bought back sea buckthorn fruit and produced a Chinese patent medicine "Man Dan" that removes heat and detoxifies. Natasha's father firmly disagrees with dealing with the Chinese. Due to Ye Zhao's presence, his words were not very sharp, but it can also be seen that Natasha's father cared very much about the identity of "a slave who returned to China".

Ye Zhao did not participate in the discussion between them, but just listened silently, neither of them knew that every conversation between them might have a heavenly and hell-like influence on the fate of all the Russians living in the occupied areas.

Large-scale immigration in the Central Plains is definitely about to begin, but the Russian Ye Zhao has not yet made up his mind whether to migrate and disperse them all, or expel them back to mainland Russia, or let them live in the occupied areas and become a member of the Hui minority?

Perhaps, this is not something that can be solved by a package of plans. It can be treated differently and take a multi-pronged approach to slowly turn the Southeast Plain into an inseparable part of China.

Admiring Natasha's oil paintings, Ye Zhao slowly drank hot milk, feeling a little uncomfortable. While drinking other people's milk, he was still wondering how to give it to others, right?

The sound of high heels with tingling tarts and the fragrance was fragrant. Natasha came to Ye Zhao. Strangely, Natasha's sister-in-law also chased after him, and kept pulling Natasha's arm and whispering something in Natasha's ear.

Ye Zhao turned his head to look at Natasha's deep blue eyes and said, "Is there anything I want to tell me?"

Natasha's sister-in-law hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay." She laid Natasha outward.

Natasha's lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Ye Zhao nodded and went to see the oil paintings.

"Sir, can you do me a favor? I, I want to meet the rebels caught by the gendarmerie." Tanasha mustered up the courage and hurriedly said: "I know, it's hard for you, but I really have no choice. He, he is my fiancé."

Natasha's sister-in-law paused her feet repeatedly, and looked at Ye Zhao with a look even more panicked. Obviously, she was worried that her whole family would suffer if she had anything to do with the rebels.

Natasha's blue eyes flashed with tears, "Sir, I beg you, I will pay you twice the money for bribing the military police in the future."

Although it seems that Mr. Wen has a relatively high status among Chinese businessmen, Natasha also knows that the Chinese military police and military are not influenced by Chinese businessmen. They are afraid that they will spend a lot of money to buy them. Moreover, their own people are easy to talk to. If the Russians go to bribe, they will definitely be arrested as a member of the party immediately.

Ye Zhao looked at her deeply, nodded, "Come with me."

Natasha was surprised, but when she followed Ye Zhao out, she suddenly felt a little worried and said to Ye Zhao in a low voice: "Sir, no, I won't implicate you, right? I know you are a good person, don't implicate you because of me."

Ye Zhao smiled and said nothing.

A brick-and-stone building in the middle of the village is the home of the village chief Oleg. It has been requisitioned by the Chinese military police. In fact, resisters were found in the village, and Oleg was also locked up for interrogation because he was suspected of not reporting the information.

Oleg was one of the six first immigrants to cultivate Xiesiqi farmland. The living room had a simple sofa and animal fur.

Natasha sat next to Ye Zhao a little embarrassedly, not daring to look up. She knew her beauty, but she was afraid that the Chinese soldiers would have bad intentions. But Mr. Wen asked her to follow her. She couldn't give up because of her own safety. She could not hear what Mr. Wen and the Chinese officer were talking in her ears, but she couldn't understand.

But from the tone, it can be heard that the Chinese officer spoke very politely to Mr. Wen. She gradually plucked up her courage and glanced at Ye Zhao secretly.

Nimangji brought a military police squadron to fall, and the Russian puppet army, Qu Yu, and a squadron of the Public Security Corps, came to Xie Siqi to escort the "uncle". Of course, the Russian army was also the most reassuring squadron selected, with their hands covered with the blood of the resisters.

Ye Zhao asked, and Nimangji whispered to introduce the composition and combat effectiveness of the Russian security regiment.

Ye Zhao remembered the Russian puppet army controlled by Germany during World War II. It was a force of hundreds of thousands of people, but Germany was defeated before it could show its strength. The final outcome was very tragic.

However, the puppet army forces are not necessary to be cannon fodder in the Imperial military system, but may affect the overall situation. With poor equipment, it is good to maintain public security in the occupied areas, and there is no need to worry about large-scale defection.

Just as Ye Zhao and Nimangji were talking, footsteps outside sounded, and then a tied Russian young man was pushed in. The Russian young man had obviously just been washed by cold water, but he could still see the wounds with skin and flesh blooming. Although he had no torture instruments, he suffered a lot in a short period of time.

Natasha stood up immediately. When the Russian young man saw Natasha, he was stunned for a moment, then his face was full of anger and shouted at Natasha.

Ye Zhao heard it clearly. He was shouting: "You stupid pig, don't betray yourself for me! Sell your soul!" Obviously, when seeing Natasha with the Chinese, the first reaction of the Russian youth was that Natasha would betray her body to have the opportunity to meet this time.

He was even more angry and rushed to Ye Zhao and Nimangji, cursing, "Damn Chinese, I want to kill you!" Then the head and legs fell like raindrops, and the young man was beaten back to the ground, still shouting, cursing, just like a wounded beast with an extremely ferocious face.

Natasha's tears fell like pearls with broken lines, covering her mouth, feeling so uncomfortable that she didn't know what to say.

Ye Zhao stood up and walked out slowly. Nimangji winked and led Wu back to the police and walked out, of course. The two Wu Hui police officers who were carrying the shot back were still standing at the door and monitoring Natasha and her fiancé for a moment.

Ye Zhao smoked a cigar in the carriage. When he was closing his eyes to rest, the carriage sank. At the curtain, the cold air rushed back, and Natasha also walked in slowly.

Ye Zhao glanced at Natasha with pear blossoms and rain, closed her eyes again, and the carriage slowly started.

"Sir, thank you." Natasha said in a low voice. She originally thought it would be great to see Peter from a distance, but who knew that she could spend a long time alone with Peter.

Ye Zhao waved his hand, paused, and said, "It seems that he broke the engagement with you because your family went bankrupt."

Natasha smiled sadly and said, "Why is it no longer important to terminate the engagement? After a long time, everything has changed..." The carriage stopped and interrupted her words.

In the moonlight, Natasha and her sister-in-law were standing in front of the wooden door and looking at her restlessly, obviously having enough worries, worried that Peter would implicate her family. She felt relieved when she saw Ye Zhao and Natasha get off the carriage.

Ye Zhao was arranged to live in the bedroom of Natasha's brother and sister-in-law, which was also the best room in Natasha's house. When Natasha rushed to take Ye Zhao's bedding from the guard, she couldn't help but be surprised at the softness and warmth of the Chinese bedding. She didn't know that this was a velvet quilt, not a silk velvet, but a real swan velvet.

Natasha came into the bedroom with a basin of hot water. When she saw Zheng Aqiao sitting on a wooden chair with a quilt, it was even more strange. Although she gradually realized Zheng Aqiao's identity as a guaranteed backpacker, it was rare to sleep in the same room with her employer.

"Sir, soak your feet." Natasha put the wooden basin beside the bed.

Ye Zhao was wearing yellow silk pajamas and leaning against the wall with a velvet quilt all over her body looking at the Imperial University textbook "Economic Theory". It was quite warm. Seeing Natasha come in with hot water, she shook her head and said, "It's too cold, I won't wash it today."

Natasha snorted, picked up the tub, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sir, can I talk to you for a while?"

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, Natasha took out the wooden basin, and soon returned to the bedroom, stood at Ye Zhao's bedside, and said, "Sir, thank you very much today.

Ye Zhao said: "That's nothing, but Peter cannot be acquitted. The best result is that he is sentenced to prison and may be sent to Kizil to build a railway."

Natasha was stunned and said, "No, this is not true, right?" She didn't know how to react by being shocked by this huge surprise. She thought that Peter must have been executed, and she was so kind that she didn't know what to do.

She didn't know that after she and Ye Zhao left, Nimangji re-examined Peter. Although she was extremely shy in front of Ye Zhao, Nimangji was really a powerful figure. Naturally, through Peter's reaction in front of Natasha, she discovered Peter's weakness and immediately threatened Peter. If he did not explain the members of the resistance army and the network he knew, he would send someone to rape Natasha forcibly, and would even lock Natasha into the military camp as a military prostitute. He also talked about how China dealt with the female prisoner of Lingchi, the extremely cruel wooden donkey and other tortures.

Peter himself did not know that this was the practice of the previous dynasty of China. He had heard of these barbaric behaviors of the Oriental people in newspapers before, and his psychological defense completely collapsed. Not only did he explain the movements of a dozen guerrillas, but he also confessed to a network of resistance elements in Novosibirsk city.

In addition to sending someone to send a secret letter to Zheng Aqiao, Nimangji was already on his way back to Novosibirsk. I was afraid that the entire Novosibirsk would be in the terror of a large-scale search tonight.

"Sir, thank you, thank you, you spent a lot of silver coins?" Natasha was so moved that she almost burst into tears.

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, "This has nothing to do with me. Peter was afraid of hurting you, so he confessed his companion."

Natasha said: "No matter what, I have to thank you sir."

Ye Zhao glanced at her and said, "If Peter was willing to sincerely repent and fight against the rebels, maybe he would be more rewarded. Are you willing to persuade him? Maybe this is also a good opportunity for you to get back together."

Natasha shook her head and said, "No, no, he and I are over. I just hope he is safe. But if you want me to persuade him, I will."

Ye Zhao just asked casually, and would not participate in any small activity of detecting and interrogating the resisters, and said, "Forget it."

Natasha's eyes fell on several books on the quilt on Ye Zhao's hand. The top one was Pushkin's "The Black Slave of Peter the Great". Natasha said: "Do you also like Mr. Pushkin's works?"

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "I want to see everything, but I don't understand Russian." Ye Zhao's Russian language is fluent, but it's difficult to read and write. This is also because he doesn't like to work hard. Take the German that he is more focused on learning as an example. There is no such convenient dialogue conditions as Sharava and Iori. He relies so much on textbooks and German translation, but he quickly entered the room, and there is no problem with reading, writing, listening and speaking.

Natasha picked up the novel and said, "I'll read it for you."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Okay." He put down the textbook in his hand.

Natasha then opened the pages and read them in a gurgling manner, which made her feel very emotional. She read them aloud, which showed that she had also read this unfinished work.

This is a historical novel. Pushkin describes the historical era when the talented and wise Emperor Peter the Great transformed Russia. The central figure is Peter the Great's adopted son, the "black" marshal, but in fact he is an Arab and Pushkin's great-grandfather.

Watching Natasha pace back and forth, reciting in a sweet voice, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Sit up and read." He pointed to the empty seat on the side of the bed.

Natasha nodded, thought for a while, then took off her military coat, revealing the exquisite and undulating curves of snow-white velvet clothes and pants, and her slender waist and hips were raised, making people imagined and graceful.

She wanted to sit up, and then hurriedly said, "I'm taking a shower."

Actually, I knew it when I looked at her wet and curly blonde hair, and Ye Zhao nodded slightly.

Natasha sat on the bed and felt that it was too rude to face Ye Zhao with her back, so she untied her shoelaces and took off her shoes, moved back to the wall, and leaned against the wall to read the novel to Ye Zhao.

Maybe it's because I've taken a shower

, No Tasha didn't wear socks, a pair of snow-white and light green bone-like jade, and her feet were worn in a crimson velvet quilt. Because she often wore high heels, she raised her curves and seductive curves. When she was studying for Ye Zhao, her slender toes unconsciously clamped a corner of the red velvet quilt, which was quite cute and seductive.

Since Ye Zhao came to Siberia, he has almost never really slept well. In the past few days, he hasn't slept for a few hours. In Natasha's sweet voice, his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and gradually he fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Natasha was no longer there. When Zheng Aqiao said that Natasha quietly walked out after he fell asleep. Zheng Aqiao even said: "Master, otherwise I would ask Miss Na to take care of your daily life. You can sleep more comfortably. Since I came to the territory of the old Russians, you have never slept in a day, and I feel sorry for the servants."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later."

When I returned to Novosibirsk, I realized that the whole city was strictly ruling and Viscount Viscount Vette was arrested. Although he was not a resister, the wounded men who had collected the resister had even a house that had become an intelligence transfer station for the resister. It was too deeply involved. In any case, the military police headquarters would handle him and kill the chicken for the monkey to see.

Seeing Ye Zhao turn around, Mrs. Witter seemed to have seen a savior. She wiped her tears and begged Ye Zhao to find a way to fish out her husband.

Chengxiang knew that Viscount Vette had some friendship with the emperor, so he just softened him back to ban for the time being and did not give him any harm.

Ye Zhao would not interfere with their work. When he saw Mrs. Witter wipe her tears every day, he was embarrassed, so he asked him to find a house outside and prepare to move out of Viscount Witter's house for the time being.

The news from Omsk in the past two days was that after the Tsarist Russian army suppressed the self-return commune, it had unusual mobilization, which made Ye Zhao busy and met with generals such as Suna at the command headquarters every day to analyze the possible main attack on the Russians' road dynasty.

From Yekaterinburg...Moscow...London a capital city...The secret telegram from Novosibirsk shows that the Russians would launch a counterattack on the Eastern Front and were likely to be prepared to bypass the Chinese Omsk line of defense, but the specific strategy was not very clear. Obviously, the Russian Command also realized the internal problems and became more and more cautious in keeping confidentiality.

Under Ye Zhao's instructions, the anti-infantry weapon "Hell" C-1 type allowed to be put into the Sino-Russian battlefield, which greatly encouraged Suna and others.

On the evening of that day, I received two telegrams from Omsk, one from Sharava's brother Joseph, saying that he could not see the person he wanted to see; the other from the Omsk Intelligence Station of the Novosibirsk Interior Bureau, saying that he had investigated the members of the Yihui Commune who had been exiled and died, and he did not hear that Bakunin was among the Yihui Commune members who were executed in Petropavlovsk. However, it is not ruled out that he was secretly executed by the Tsarist Russian military or died in the massacre of Petropavlovsk.

Turning back from the commander's headquarters, Zheng Aqiao looked at Ye Zhao's face and said, "Master, will Miss Na be back and will be Baibei Salmon?"

He knew that although it was impossible to tell from his face, the master must be in a bad mood. Going to the white salmon to relax may make the master slightly less bored.

When Xie Siqi turned around, Natasha stayed in the village to reunite with her relatives. Today, Zheng Aqiao received the news and Natasha was back.

Ye Zhao closed his eyes and leaned on the couch to rest and nodded slightly. Zheng Aqiao ordered the carriage outside and then turned.

After entering the hot and stunning club hall, it was almost the same as before, Leonid and the same seat, and was threatening to say something to Natasha.

But this time Ye Zhao walked over to Leonid but didn't buy it very much; he just nodded to Ye Zhao, saying hello.

Natasha wore blue jeans and a snow-white lapel sweater in a popular Chinese style, which looked more and more reflecting the charming purity of her blonde and blue eyes.
To be continued...