Аннотация: A restless week and a constitutional candy of Sasha Lokhushenko. The story.
A restless week and a constitutional candy of Sasha Lokhushenko. The story.
Sanya Lokhushenko had a special interests.
He lived in Minsk, in a large apartment building.
All his neighbors in the apartment building periodically went out into the yard to chat. They talked, listened to freedom-loving songs, painted beautiful pictures on the walls, and tied white and red ribbons on the playground.
Sanya was irritated by this activity.
Sanya loved to go to the village, where he had a small house.
He was a strong guy, he invited girls to his vegetable garden - to collect watermelons. If several girls arrived, then Sanya organized a beauty contest and chose a queen for himself.
Sanya had common sense, too. He periodically took pictures of himself with a shovel in the hands - as if he was picking potatoes in the village - and posted the photos on the Internet.
The more white and red ribbons appeared in the yard of an apartment building in Minsk, the more Sanya's irritation grew.
Once, when the neighbors went out into the yard, a flash and noise grenade exploded in the yard among the neighbors. A young man was injured and after a while died in intensive care.
The neighbors decided to come to Sanya and demand an answer from him - whether Sanya has any attitude to the explosion of a grenade and to the death of one of the neighbors.
Sanya did not wait for the neighbors to arrive. He prudently put on a black cap, black suit, took a cover for a double bass and went for a walk around Minsk.
On the front door, he attached a note. "I'll explain everything. I will tell such a fairy tale that everyone will be surprised! Sanya ".
It was Monday. Sanya wandered around Minsk ... Evening came. It would be nice to get some sleep. Sanya found a stick, broke a glass door in some cafe with it, went inside and slept there for several hours.
On Tuesday Sanya continued his journey through the streets of Minsk. But in the evening it's necessary to rest somewhere. Sanya saw a guy and a girl entering the entrance of a house. The girl holds a red and white umbrella in her hand. Sanya went to the same entrance. He was a tough guy. He pushed one of the doors. It opened. The locals were either absent, or froze out of fear, - they lay soundlessly in one of the rooms, - and Sanya took some hours of sleeping and then continued to walk across Minsk.
Wednesday. Vova Makin with a friend are going towards Sanya. The friend is a cool dude with ambition. If anything unpleasant - he immediately rears up: "Who are you ?!"
Drank a some a beer. Sanya behaved culturally, did not hurt the proud dude. One thing is insulting - Sanya hinted at a lack of money, and the dude pretended not to understand. He repeated: "My friendship is valued more than money!"
In general, drank beer, said pleasant words to each other... And little later Sanya moved to the next table to the buddy from Hungary - this person is very competent in farming. Sanya tells him about potatoes, and his Hungarian friend tells him about vegetables.
After beer Sanya wanted to go out into the yard for fresh air.
There was a "busik" in the street. The door was open. The seats are soft. Sanya spent the night in a bus.
Thursday. The walk around Minsk continued. Somewhere Vova Makin flashed with a proud dude. "He is seeing off? ..." - Sanya suggested. He desided not to approach his friends. Greedy dude! Doesn't give money! He understands a lot about himself! Although, the pot is able to cook ...
Evening came. Sanya saw several cars in the parking lot. Dudes and chicks opened the trunk, took Massandra out of the trunk and were muffling the Crimean from the bottleneck. Sanya was also given a drink. They boasted that they were powerful people. Sanya was forced to be a politician - to proceed a dialogue. Influential dudes and chicks allowed Sanya to spend the night in one of the cars. Is it their car? Or not theirs? Well, it doesn't matter! ...
Finally, it was Friday. Sanya got tired of wandering around the city. He wanted to go home - to the apartment. He didn't manage to come up with a fairy tale for the neighbors (about the explosion of a flash-noise grenade) for all the days of walking around Minsk.
The situation is not creative. There is none of ideas. Nothing goes into the head!
Sanya came into the yard, handed the neighbors who were in the yard at that time, candyes - called "Constitution" - "Very tasty candyes, if to suck!"
Neighbors - people are not polite - throw candyes in the trash cans.
The yard began to fill with residents of the house. Now they can to demand an answer - whether Sanya has any attitude to the explosion of a flash-noise grenade.
Sanya did not go into the apartment, walked aside - as if he needs to call - and headed for the village ... A beauty contest is not planned in the village house ... But Sanya will go to his aunt, ask for milk, bread ... Good people live in the village ...
Sanya will sleep off ... And what to do next - he will decide after ... If necessary, he is able to quickly to pack his things and to leave to Russia ... will find a use for himself ... he is still young! ...
November 27, 2020 19:51
Translation from Russian into English: November 27, 2020 20:57.
Владимир Владимирович Залесский "Хлопотная неделя и конституционная конфетка Саши Лохушенко. Рассказ".