At Kazan Airport, as a flight took off, Wei Ran and Jima, who were squeezed into the same row of seats as Karp, became increasingly confused.
The destination of this flight is not far away, it is just Ural, a border city of Kazakhstan located about 500 to 600 kilometers away.
Whether Wei Ran was sent there alone to take the assessment a few years ago, or whether he visited Maya's house relatively recently, this was almost always their first stop.
Could it be that the plane is actually hidden in Maya's house?
Ji Ma, who was sitting at the outermost seat of this row of seats, secretly muttered something in his heart, but a stupid smile appeared on his face that made people frown.
If the plane is really at Maya's house, wouldn't it be a gift from Maya's parents? Is this the bride price or dowry that I heard them mention at Victor's house last time?
Although he knew it was impossible, Ji Ma, who had a silly smile on his face, couldn't help but swallow when he thought of this.
"Mr. Culp, did Jima take the wrong medicine before he came?" Wei Ran, who was sitting in the middle, asked in a low voice toward Culp, who was sitting in the back.
Hearing this, Culp glanced at Ji Ma who was still giggling, rubbed his temples helplessly, and muttered vaguely, "Ignore that idiot and pretend not to know him."
"makes sense"
Wei Ran muttered something vaguely, and silently took out a mask and baseball cap from his bag to cover his face.
Although this flight only lasted an hour, and the aircraft was only a noisy and even crude An-24, but even so, there were still several people in the cabin who recognized Jima Ala, who is now a star.
Comrade He.
What made Wei Ran and Culp even more aware that they didn't want others to know that they knew Jima was that not only did this guy agree to the photo request from almost everyone, including the aunty stewardess, he even took it out of his bag.
He bought a Polaroid camera that took up quite a lot of space, but "just happened to be with him", and gave everyone who wanted to take photos with him a set that "supports on-site filming and comes with a signature service."
"I bet a hundred thousand rubles that this bastard's signature pens are all custom-made." Wei Ran didn't forget to push his baseball cap down even more after he finished speaking.
"you guessed right"
Culp said slightly helplessly, "But this is Gorman and Anna's arrangement. They now need to package Ji Ma like a civilian star. But now it seems that, at least at this point, this little bastard Ji Ma
Maybe even better than Gorman and Anna."
"It's also a good thing," Wei Ran responded with a smile, "I guess this must be the life Ji Ma likes."
"Hmph..." Culp snorted noncommittally, but did not make any comment.
"Where should we go next?" Wei Ran asked, changing the subject. "I don't know either."
Culp looked at the scenery outside the porthole and responded casually, "This time it was all Dalia's arrangement. She only asked me to help deliver you to the corresponding person."
"What is Teacher Dalia busy with recently?" Wei Ran asked following the topic.
"She recently bought a big house in Peterborough"
Culp said with a smile, "She seems to have opened a gallery and sculpture gallery on the edge of Lake Ladoga, which cost almost all her savings, but fortunately, the two girls will concentrate on their creations there. From now on.
After she gets it done, remember to ask Aurora to send some tourists there."
"I will tell her," Wei Ran promised with a smile.
In the noisy atmosphere where the two of them chatted about their rides, and Sheniu Jima took photos and photos together in the cabin like a gay man from beginning to end, the old regional airliner finally landed smoothly.
In the Urals in Al-Khasa.
After patiently waiting for Jima to take a group photo with the crew and being invited to leave his signature on the cabin door, the three of them entered the departure hall.
Almost at the same time that Culp hung up the phone, a middle-aged man wearing Soviet camouflage pants and a sea soul shirt that could be described as "retro" quickly ran over from a distance.
Both Ran and Ji Ma have put on masks and baseball caps as required by Culp.
"Is this Mr. Shevchenko?" The middle-aged man said with a hint of respect in his tone, and at the same time he reached out and took the suitcase pushed by Culp.
"Where's your boss?" Culp, who also wore a baseball cap and mask, asked gently.
"He is already waiting for you on the plane. Please come with me." The middle-aged man said, turning around and leading the three of them to the employee passage not far away.
Under the leadership of this middle-aged man, the three Weiran people returned to the tarmac they had just left not long ago, and stood under the wing of a bright red-painted An-74 aircraft.
On the tail fin of this strange-looking aircraft, a Soviet-style sickle is drawn surrounding a bunch of delicate and plump purple grapes. The vines of this bunch of grapes are not only covered with green leaves and unripe fruits.
, and it was still loosely wrapped around the sickle.
Under this logo that has no meaning but is extremely beautiful, the words "Grapevine Agricultural Products Company" are written in Russian.
But what is quite strange is that at this time, although the door of the aircraft was kept open and the boarding ladder was placed, the crew members were all standing outside the cabin, under the shadow of the wings.
"Please come up"
The middle-aged man who was responsible for bringing them here finished speaking and without waiting for Culp to respond, he greeted the crew members who were smoking and walked straight to the terminal not far away.
After retracting the straight line, Culp was the first to step on the ladder and enter the cabin. "Close the door and take off the mask and hat." Before Culp could finish his words, a fat man covered in fat ran over.
He hugged Culp in a bear hug, laughing and patting the former's back with big hands comparable to bear paws.
"Brother Culp! We finally meet again!"
The fat man wished he could lift Culp up and asked excitedly, "How is my sister doing?"
In fact, without him having to say these words, Wei Ran and Ji Ma, who followed in, had already noticed that the appearance of this middle-aged fat man was somewhat similar to that of Teacher Dalia.
"She's doing well"
Culp reluctantly pushed away this fat man who was at least two x bigger than him, "Jima, close the hatch quickly!"
"Oh! Right now!"
Ji Ma reacted and quickly closed the cabin door with Wei Ran's help, and then took off their masks and hats.
"What's going on with these two little guys?" the big fat man asked with great interest.
"The one on the left is Ji Ma, the captain he accidentally found." Culp said and pointed at Wei Ran, "The young man on the right is Victor, a student trained by Dalia and I. He is now a
A well-known historian."
"I think I've seen this guy in a movie"
As he spoke, the fat man grabbed a handful of cigars from the cigar box on the table next to him, gave one to everyone, patted Jima's shoulder affectionately and said, "I've seen the two movies he made.
, every movie made me cry. Damn it, your acting skills are almost as good as that bastard Culp."
"Shut up!"
Culp glared at the big fat man, then found a place to sit down, lit the cigar handed to him and said, "This big fat man is Dalia's brother. You can call him... um... just use
Call him Uncle Chubu." "Uh..."
Wei Ran and Ji Ma looked at each other and each tried their best to hold back their laughter. There was no doubt that the name just now was what Culp came up with after seeing the plane.
This so-called Chabu, in fact, the full name should be called "Chabulashka". It was a famous children's writer in the Soviet Union with a long name who created a character similar to "Big Ears Tutu" in the 1960s.
Cartoon image - Big-eared Chubu (also translated as "Chebu, Chebu" in China, both are the same, and is the protagonist of "The Adventures of Little Chubu").
At the same time, Big Ears Chubu is also the nickname of the Soviet An72/74, a strange aircraft with a pair of striking ears.
However, the fat man who looked particularly fierce, after listening to Culp making up names and titles for himself, winked and put his two fat fists on both sides of his head, trying his best to imitate the big-eared check.
The shape of cloth.
Such a funny big fat man also made Wei Ran and Ji Ma couldn't help but smile, and they each called "Uncle Chubu" honestly.
"Is this young man the one who found the photo of the red flag on the Capitol a few years ago?" Uncle Chubu patted Wei Ran affectionately on the shoulder as he spoke.
"It's him"
Culp smiled and nodded, "He is a very diligent and smart student. Dalia also gave him the house of the candy company."
"What a good boy!"
Uncle Chubu patted Wei Ran's shoulder affectionately again, and after inviting the two of them to sit down casually on this luxuriously decorated special plane with only a dozen seats, he made a gesture of cutting his neck.
While asking, "I heard..."
"Fishenko's children found him"
Culp put on English that Wei Ran could not understand nominally and Jima really could not understand and sighed, "At the cost of his future life and his entire childhood, he finally found that damn traitor.
"
"Don't worry, Brother Culp!"
The fat Uncle Chubu also changed into English and said confidently, "I will reward him. I have said long ago that I will reward whoever does it. The reward from 20 years ago is still valid."
"His reward should be given to that young historian." Culp pointed to the runway outside the window, but said a topic that had nothing to do with the scenery outside. "This is what the child meant. His career will not be honored, so
I don’t want to have too much contact with us. But that historian has some business dealings with him, so your reward will be laundered through this historian and rewarded to him in another way."
"Is your student worthy of trust?" Big Fat Chubu asked. "Totally trustworthy."
Carl paused and said, "We are going to enjoy the shade on his back, so we need to give him some nourishment from time to time. Believe me, he is a trustworthy partner."
"Partner?"
The fat man Chubb took a sip from the cigar he had just lit, "This is a really high evaluation. That friend of mine..."
"That friend of yours is just a white bandit. How can you expect me to trust him?" Culp snorted angrily, "This little guy is different. Mr. Nicholas and your sister are very satisfied with him."
"My sister..."
"She went to Petersburg. In the future, you may be able to visit the sculpture gallery she runs with her daughter." Culp looked out the window in fascination, "Of course, that girl doesn't know her relationship with your sister.
"
"I will go shopping when her sculpture gallery is ready." When Chubu, the fat man, said this, he couldn't help but smile.
"So be it"
Culp suddenly switched back to Russian, "I'll leave these two little guys to you. Don't waste too much time on them, and don't teach them bad lessons."
"How could I do such a thing?" Big Fat Chubu laughed and promised.
"You two just listen to Uncle Chubb's arrangements." Culp stood up as he spoke and put on his mask and baseball cap again.
"Aren't you going to follow us?" Ji Ma asked subconsciously. "You are not a child anymore, do you still expect me to help you change your diaper?" After Culp finished speaking, he opened the hatch himself, which was very straightforward.
Left the cabin.
Before Wei Ran and Jima could speak, the fat man Chubu picked up the phone on the table, pressed it casually, and then said in a loud and loud voice, "Come back quickly! We are about to leave!"
Putting down the phone with a "Pah!", this big fat man who looked hard to offend immediately greeted Wei Ran and Jima to sit down opposite him with a smile on his face, and asked impatiently, "You two
Little one, please tell me how my sister Dalia has been doing these years."
"This...where do you start talking about this?" Ji Ma looked at Wei Ran subconsciously. "Of course it starts from the first time you see her!"
While the big fat man Chubu was talking, he stood up and closed the visor of the porthole. He then took out a bottle of vodka that looked particularly cheap from the wine cabinet that Jima had just been staring at, and took out three frozen bottles from the small refrigerator.
The frosted glass cup was placed on the table. He wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Good boy, tell me quickly, because some damn bastards, I haven't seen mine since 1996."
Sister."
Hearing this, Ji Ma looked at Wei Ran again, took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Chubu, let me start first. I come from a small village in the northwest of Kazan. I have the impression of meeting Dali for the first time.
When I became Teacher Ya, she was already my brother’s music teacher…”
In Jima's memory, the swallow cup on the table was filled with vodka again and again. The bright red An74 aircraft under his feet also flew into the blue sky after a short taxiing with the roar of the engine.
