Chapter 2552: People, It’s Rare to Be Confused

"Comrade division commander, I want to know you, why are you so nice to me?"

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Malachenko thought about what kind of questions Ren Dagui would ask him, but he didn't expect that the questions he finally asked would be like this.

Yes, if you put yourself in his shoes, maybe you would replace yourself with Ren Dagui, and you might have similar questions and doubts.

To be fair, Ren Dagui and I are not familiar with each other, and we didn't even know each other before we met on the battlefield.

If it were any normal Red Army commander, I'm afraid he wouldn't have any other thoughts or unnecessary care for someone like Ren Dagui.

He is just a stranger, a Chinese, who came to this foreign country just because of his bizarre and wonderful experience.

Is it necessary for any normal Red Army commander to help him and take care of him?

No, unless he thinks it's strange and fun, just like a normal person on the street in the future who meets a stray dog ​​that he likes and wags its tail at, and takes it home to raise it on a whim.

Although it sounds bad, this is the truth.

Malashenko certainly knows the truth, and also knows why he chose to help Ren Dagui.

But Malashenko can't say it, or it's hard to say, or he can't say it.

You can't just say to others directly: "We are actually fellow villagers. I picked up this old Russian's body. I am actually a Chinese. I traveled from the future."

Let alone whether Ren Dagui believes it or not, this first violates Malashenko's principle as a traveler.

No matter how close the people around him are, even the political commissar or his beautiful wife, Malashenko has never revealed his true identity to anyone.

Oh, yes, it can't be said that there is no truth at all. At least a certain Nazi female devil knows her true identity, and she told her in person.

However, she is already dead, and she learned this "shocking secret" when she was destined to die.

This is no hindrance to Malashenko. After all, the dead are the best at keeping secrets, and they are infallible.

It cannot be said that Malashenko does not trust Ren Dagui. This has nothing to do with trust or not. It is not some kind of "I trust you, so I will definitely tell you. If I don't tell you, it means I definitely don't trust you." This is a kind of self-protection based on the "time traveler principle", nothing more.

So, how to answer Ren Dagui's question is indeed a big and small problem for Malashenko.

Malashenko, who had already stood up, sat down again after hearing this. While looking at the night sky in the distance, he kept thinking and arguing, and finally organized the most reasonable reason he could think of and slowly spoke.

"Fate, I think it was probably fate that made me do this."

"Fate?"

As he said in his self-introduction, Ren Dagui was a poor child who had only studied in a private school for a few years since he was young. His father sent him to the private school for those few years not to help him succeed, but to help him find a job like holding a pen, doing accounting and writing, and earn more money for his family than working in the fields.

Ren Dagui, with his limited knowledge and vision, could not understand the meaning of Malashenko's words, and looked confused and puzzled.

Malashenko probably expected this situation, and continued to speak slowly.

"To put it simply, it should be called 'destiny'."

"I have experienced many things in my life, things that most people will not encounter. I was an orphan since I was young, and I barely grew up relying on the charity and relief of others."

"When I grew up, I was introduced to the army by chance, and I ended up being a tank soldier who was nothing like my body. Since the day I joined the army, I have never seen a tank soldier taller than me. Not to mention taller than me, I have never met anyone who is as tall as me or slightly shorter. Many people joked that I chose the wrong branch of the army. With my body, I should be a machine gunner or artillery. There is a need for people like me there, haha."

Speaking of this, Malashenko couldn't help laughing. There was no sign of anything unusual, and it was completely true.

Ren Dagui on the side was also infected by Malashenko and couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, comrade division commander, you are really good at joking. I have never seen such a good commander as you in the Soviet Union, not to mention that I have never seen such a good commander as you in my hometown, Northeast China."

"I heard from my father that my hometown was full of warlords, big and small, this dog commander and that cat general, and later there were vicious devils. In short, they were not good people. They were lucky enough not to harm us ordinary people. They kicked and beat their soldiers like dogs. I have never heard of such a good one as you."

Malachenko certainly knew what kind of situation Ren Dagui described in his words. It was a piece of history that Malachenko had studied and was familiar with.

"I want to say that I have experienced so many seemingly abnormal and bizarre things, and I have come so far in such an extraordinary way, so I think our meeting and our acquaintance are also part of it."

"As for being good to you, I can't think of why, but I can't think of any reason to be bad to you, which is also a fact."

"Isn't there an old saying that goes well? It's rare to be confused. In fact, it's good for a person to be a little confused and stupid in this life. If you are a little stupid and don't make yourself so clear, sometimes you will have a lot less troubles. Not everyone can There are no lofty ambitions. People are different. Some people just want to live a normal life. It is better to be confused. The more you know, the more troubled and anxious you will be. "

"You must also know that the fool is usually the happiest and most carefree. You laugh at the fool, and the fool laughs at you for not being as happy as him all day long. Sometimes we can't decide what kind of person others are, but We can decide for ourselves, and we know what kind of person we are. I am a person who doesn’t want to be involved in so many things and wants to live a peaceful life.”

"If it weren't for this war, I would probably be working in the fields every day at home, spending time with my wife and children on the bed. Anyway, I don't really want to understand why I chose to help you in the first place. Just help. Reality and the most important thing at the moment It’s important to live well now. As for the past, who will care about it in a hundred years? By then, you and I may not even have ashes left, what do you think?”

Of course Malashenko was cheerful and open-minded enough. His words caught Ren Dagui by surprise. Of course, they also gave him some brief thoughts. After thinking for a moment, he spoke.

"That's the truth. You are right, Comrade Senior. There is nothing wrong with being a little confused in life. I think there are many smart people who are not as good as us. For example, that hair-washer, and that Goebbels, he’s still a doctor, he’s definitely smarter than me, so what’s the point? It won’t be long before I, a fool, go to the city with my comrades to kill him.”