About the book: year / “... - Here, Zhorzhik,” said Baltakhin. – We just talked with Lena. She says that I am jealous, but I claim that I am not jealous. Imagine, you can’t argue with her. “Ay-yay,” Zhorzhik shook his head. – How is this so, Elena Ivanovna? Is it really impossible to argue with you?? …»