Chapter 11 Games
Listening to Olga's explanation, Yuri secretly laughed in his heart. He didn't expect that he was really charming. This girl who he had just met not long ago was obviously interested in dating him, otherwise, there seemed to be no need for her to explain all this to him.
"Well, there's no need to explain this." August lost points for his performance in the previous class, and was thinking about how to make up for it. Olga's explanation obviously gave him an opportunity. He hurriedly said, "We are all friends, aren't we?"
"More than just friends, we're comrades," Yuri added with a smile.
"Thank you," Olga said softly. Although her voice was very low, everyone could hear the gratitude.
After all, humans are social animals. No matter who they are, as long as they are excluded from this society, they will extremely desire a sense of identity.
Yuri knew that in the past history of the Soviet Union, there had been two campaigns to purge the rich peasant class. The first was during Lenin's time, specifically shortly after the Soviet regime was established in 1918. The scale of that campaign was not very large, and it was mainly aimed at the rich peasants who hoarded goods and engaged in speculation.
As for the second time, it was when Stalin came to power and began to abandon the New Economic Policy. The scale of that time was universal. The rich peasants were eliminated as a class, and it can be said that they would never be able to stand up again. People like Olga should be considered lucky because they were cleared out in the first movement. Although their families lost a lot in that movement, they were able to escape the second larger and more intense movement.
Yuri did not intend to comment on Stalin's class struggle policy, nor did he have the courage to do so. However, in Yuri's view, the Soviet politicians' division of the proletariat was actually not completely consistent with Marx and Engels' line. Fundamentally, they did not classify the peasant class into the ranks of the proletariat. In other words, the two major proletarian groups, workers and peasants, were actually unequal in the Soviet Union. This can also be seen as the ideological starting point of the Soviet Union's concentration on the development of large-scale industry at the expense of the agricultural economy.
With Olga taking the lead and August smoothing things over, the rest of the people relaxed completely and began to introduce their family backgrounds one by one.
Just as Yuri had guessed before, the few female soldiers who usually hang out with Olga and the others are all from wealthy peasant families. It is precisely because of this family background that others in school intentionally or unintentionally stay away from them. August only knows that Olga is called an "angel" by the students in the school, but he doesn't know why no one openly pursues her. The reason behind this is actually all here.
Fortunately, Yuri obviously didn't care about his rich peasant background, and August was a carefree person, and he was so horny that he threw aside the issue of family background.
A team of seven or eight people marched out of the school gate and headed straight for the Gasem store. After shopping in this state-owned store, which did not have a complete range of goods, Olga and the other female soldiers rejected August's suggestion to prepare lunch, and instead went to their rented place in Building 11.
To be honest, Yuri has been in this world for such a long time, but he is still not used to the diet. He can't understand why Russians like sticky fried macaroni that looks like a piece of shit, and borscht. It is simply unbearable.
Unlike Yuri's room, perhaps because there were so many people, Olga and her friends rented a large suite, similar to a four-bedroom, two-living room building, which gave people a very spacious feeling. The only regret was that there was no furniture in the whole house, and the so-called beds were just four large mattresses, which gave people a feeling of emptiness no matter how you looked at it.
Fortunately, this house is also equipped with heating, and it is very warm, so it is just right to wear light clothes in the house. As for Building 12 where Yuri and his friends live, it is not so good, probably because the heating pipes are aging.
Don't think that women's homes are always tidy, especially Russian women's homes. In the empty living room, next to the only desk, there are more than 20 bottles of various kinds of wine piled up. Although there are no labels on the bottles, it is estimated that they are all empty vodka - in today's Soviet Union, most vodka has no brand.
Nasha and Domicheva were in charge of preparing lunch, because they were the best cooks among the female soldiers, while the rest of the people played cards and checkers in the hall. It was pitiful to say that people didn't have any good games to pass the time. Drinking, playing cards, and bragging seemed to be the only fun for Soviet people.
Yuri didn't know how to play their Russian card game. In his opinion, this way of playing was a bit like 13 cards, but not exactly the same, so he didn't participate. Instead, he watched Olga and Julia play Russian checkers.
The so-called Russian checkers is actually no different from the checkers Yuri had seen in his previous life, except that the chessboard is in the shape of a hexagonal star, which means that six people can play at the same time. Of course, two people can also play against each other.
There are also bets in playing checkers, and the bet is drinking, a small glass of vodka, and whoever loses has to drink it in one gulp.
Olga's chess skills were obviously not very good. Julia easily won two games. After two glasses of vodka, Olga's delicate face turned red. In the third game, Yuri, who was watching, finally couldn't hold back and gave up the precept of watching chess without saying a word. He began to instruct Olga on her moves. As a result, Olga won by three moves.
"No, this one doesn't count," Julia said in dissatisfaction as she watched Olga happily fill her glass with wine. "It's obviously Yuri who is helping you. There are two of you."
"Hey, don't try to cheat, Qiao Ya." Olga was very excited after finally winning the game. She grabbed Qiao Ya's arm and said with a smile, "Drink this glass of wine quickly. Do you still want me to help you?"
“No, it’s not like you won,” Qiao Liya covered her mouth with her other hand and said vaguely, “Come again if you have the guts. This time, Yuri is not allowed to speak. It’s just a duel between the two of us.”
"Then you have to drink this glass of wine first," Olga insisted. She giggled and pushed the glass towards Julia's face. "Besides, it's not up to you to decide whether Yuri helps me or not. He is my boyfriend, not yours."
Olga was obviously drunk and couldn't control her mouth. The thoughts that she had kept in her heart were now blurted out.
"oh!"
When this was said, everyone in the living room started to make a fuss. The people who were playing cards stopped playing and all gathered around to make a noise.
"What's the matter? I just like Yuri, from the first time I saw him." Olga had already let it slip, so she took advantage of the alcohol to make it clear. She stood up, walked two steps to Yuri who was sitting on the ground, hesitated for a moment, knelt down, leaned over and kissed Yuri on the mouth.
In fact, when Olga made this move, her heart was hanging. She didn't know whether Yuri would dodge, and she didn't know how she would end up if Yuri dodged. But she was very clear about one thing, that is, she should seize this opportunity - not only because she had a good impression of this man, but also because this man was "shining with light", and this light was enough to dissolve the darkness of her family background.
Yuri didn't dodge because he couldn't think of an excuse to dodge. Of course, the main reason was that he didn't want to dodge. Why should he dodge? Olga was very beautiful and had a good figure. If it was in his previous life, a beauty of this level would probably not look at him even if he was blind.
To be honest, Yuri was a little uncomfortable kissing a woman he had just met in the morning and their relationship was developing so quickly. However, this discomfort was far less than the satisfaction of his vanity.
After all, Olga was a strong woman from Siberia. She was not shy at all because of the onlookers. When she was sure that Yuri accepted her kiss, she not only did not leave, but became more proactive. She even put her tongue into Yuri's mouth.
"Okay, I give up," Julia bit her lip as she watched the two of them kissing passionately for a long time. With an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes, she said casually, took her wine glass, and drank a glass of vodka in one gulp.
"But we just admitted defeat in that round. We have to continue," Julia said viciously after putting down her wine glass and looking at the two people who had just separated, "But we have to raise the stakes this time. Olga, do you still dare?"
"It's up to you," although their lips were separated, Olga still snuggled in Yuri's arms, looking at Yuri with gratitude in her eyes, and said without turning her head.
"Okay, if I lose this time, I'll have to drink two, no, three," Julia said, picking up the bottle of wine next to her. "If you lose, you'll have to play the 'spoon and pot' game, and you'll have to knock a hundred times. What do you think? Do you dare to come?"
When Julia talked about the "spoon and pot" game, Olga's originally rosy face instantly turned purple, while August and his group of spectators were completely excited. They surrounded Olga and Yuri and kept urging them to agree.
Yuri was completely speechless. Looking at Olga who was eager to try beside him, he felt that he might never be able to integrate into the Soviet group.
The game of "spoon and soup pot" has nothing to do with the kitchen. It is a game played by Russians, or to be more precise, Siberians, at weddings. How should I put it? To describe it in a common saying, it is, well, very obscene and violent.
