Under the curtain of rain, in the fenced courtyard surrounded by birch trees on almost three sides, the wooden house was exceptionally warm and lively.
In the living room, Olga played her best Waltz of Flowers on the Lili card piano, and then played some classic pieces on the bayan.
Immediately afterwards, Sui Xin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, also played two pieces of music using the Guqin Youquan and her own Guzheng.
Not only were the two professional players, Suisui, Lola and the Katenka sisters, as well as Maya and Olena, they also learned the unnamed song from Galina, and Olga, who was extremely talented in music,
He also accompanied the music score.
In fact, even Wei Ran played the song "Guangling San" on the guqin Youquan amidst Ji Ma's heckles, and then played the song "Drunken Madness".
In the end, even Suisui volunteered to play a piece of Xian Weng Cao that made Sui Xin couldn't help but shake her head.
As this little concert came to an end, Grandma Galina also took out the ordinary necklace from the box.
“It’s been a long time since this place was so lively.”
Galina sighed with contentment, and then said, "Olija, take away the bayan, take away all the other things in this box, I only need to keep this necklace."
It’s the only relic left by my biological mother, and my mother Kona used to wear it all the time.”
"You...what did you say?"
Olga looked at the old lady sitting opposite in surprise. She came here really just to return the musical instruments and the contents of the box to their original owners, but she never mentioned that she wanted to keep them.
"During lunch, didn't you say you had an exhibition hall?"
Galina said with a smile, "If you don't mind, just put these things in your exhibition hall, just think that I lent them to you. If anyone can go there, if anyone sees these things,
If they were willing to listen to what happened in that war, maybe my mother Kona would also be very happy."
"me..."
Before the excited Olga could finish her sentence, Galina gently waved her hand, "Don't worry, I have conditions."
"You said, no matter what the conditions are, I agree." Olga hurriedly made a promise.
Galina smiled, "It's not a harsh condition, as long as you go to the Osinowitz cemetery every Children's Day, go to the tombstones of my mother Kona and my brothers and sisters, and play that song
Just sing that song to them. Also, help me put this necklace on."
"I promise to go every year." Olga made her promise seriously. At the same time, she immediately stood up, took the necklace, and put it around the neck of this dying old lady.
"Grandma Galina," Wei Ran asked proactively, "I also want to borrow something from you."
"Good boy, what do you want to borrow?" Galina asked kindly.
"What about those photos?" Wei Ran pointed to the envelope he brought, "Can I display these photos publicly?"
"You want to exhibit these photos?"
"right"
Wei Ran nodded seriously, "How about in Olga's exhibition hall? Of course, I also have a library in Kazan, and there will also be exhibitions there, so more people will know about that.
What did people go through in this war?"
"so..."
"Of course, I will also give you a gift as a thank you." Wei Ran added before the old lady could speak.
"What gift do you want to give us?"
Mr. Zurab, who had been silent just now, asked with great interest, "Are you willing to come and help us with the farm work? That would be great. We haven't had time to dig out the sunflower poles in our backyard yet."
"I believe that in the future, Olga and Olena will come here often to help you with farm work." Before Wei Ran finished speaking, an off-road vehicle also parked outside the fence yard.
"It seems my gift has arrived." Wei Ran stood up with a smile and walked towards the door.
As the door opened, the gangster leader Greva, who was wearing a formal suit and a brooch in the shape of thorns and feathers on his chest, also put away his umbrella and handed the two huge kraft paper ribbons he was carrying to Wei Ran.
.
"Greva, why are you here too?"
Jima came over in surprise and bumped fists with his good brother. At the same time, he glanced at the brooch on the other person's chest without leaving any trace. It also read in conspicuous red Russian "Greeva Ala, Security Manager of Time Library".
"He".
"Mr. Victor asked me to come"
Greva replied seriously, "He called me last night. I took the flight this morning just to deliver these things. Okay, I have to catch the flight back, so I won't disturb you."
Everyone."
"Wait for me at the dock"
Jima whispered something in the other person's ear, then shook hands with the other person seriously, and watched Greva drive the off-road vehicle in the rain to the direction of the dock.
At the same time, Wei Ran, who had walked back to Galina and his wife, also sat down again. He first took out a large photo frame wrapped in kraft paper from one of the paper bags and handed it to Galina, "This
This is my first gift to you."
"What's this?"
As Galina spoke, she had already opened the outer kraft paper with great interest, and then discovered that this one-meter-square solid wood photo frame actually contained a photo, a photo she had seen in the news, of the Soviet Union.
Photo of the red flag planted on the Reichstag building during World War II!
"I found this photo," Wei Ran explained with a smile. "If you like it, please accept it. This is the best gift I can think of."
"This is also the best gift I have received this year," Galina said excitedly, obviously being reminded of some memories by the flag in the photo.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I'm going to find a nail to hang it up," Zurab said, having already stood up and walked to the next room.
"Next comes the second gift."
As Wei Ran spoke, he pulled out a huge photo album from the second kraft paper belt and handed it to Galina. Zurab, who had already left, couldn't help but come back and stand beside Galina.
Watching together from behind.
"These are historical photos I found, and they record the beauty and misfortune of the war."
Wei Ran paused and said calmly, "Although I have not experienced those cruel wars, I think these photos I found can probably help some people understand the cruelty of war, and remember those who are forever young because of the war.
people—even if they don’t have names.”
"Will those photos also appear in these albums?" Galina asked very seriously after a moment of silence.
"Yes, definitely yes."
Wei Ran nodded, and also made a very serious promise, "Those photos will also be permanently displayed in the library, and will also appear in Olga's exhibition hall.
In the future, maybe, no, definitely, more people will go to the cemetery in Osinowitz on Children's Day and sing the nameless song to the nameless children."
"I agree, I agree."
Galina wiped the corners of her eyes, "Good boy, take those photos and let more people remember them as you just said."
"It's the best gift that you can come here today, play music for us, sing together, and eat together."
Mr. Zurab said with emotion, "Since retiring in 2001, it has been a long time since I sang with so many young people."
“We will come often in the future”
Olena vowed, "At least my sister and I will come here often, not necessarily the rest of them. They are usually in Kazan."
"It seems that we have two more young helpers for our farm work." Mr. Zurab blinked after saying this, his attitude was as kind as coaxing a child.
"How about we take a group photo?" Wei Ran suddenly suggested, "How about we take a group photo in the room, right next to the stove?"
"I have no opinion"
Jima was the first to say, "I have never taken a photo with a hero. Principal Nikolai is also a hero who experienced World War II, but he is not willing to take a photo with me."
"Why don't you want to take a photo with you?" Grandma Galina asked curiously.
"He always thinks that I will embarrass him," Ji Ma complained helplessly with a grin on his face, and not surprisingly, the two old men couldn't stop laughing.
"We are not heroes, so we are willing to take a photo with you. Little one, come here quickly."
Zurab said as he moved the chair to the edge of the stove.
Under Wei Ran's arrangement, everyone sat around the warm stove and looked at Wei Ran's Rolleiflex twin-lens reflex camera placed on the edge of the long table.
"That's such an old antique."
Galina, who was waiting to take pictures, couldn't help but said, "When I was as young as these kids, those cameras were outdated."
“Aren’t we obsolete too?”
Mr. Zurab joked to himself very calmly, "What is outdated is not necessarily bad, and what is fashionable is not necessarily good."
"You are right"
Maya, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, said with a smile, "For example, Ji Ma is very fashionable recently, but he is really not a good guy."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room burst into good-natured laughter again, and Wei Ran, who pressed the delayed shutter button, also ran to sit down next to Suisui amidst the laughter, and took the cup handed to him.
After a short wait, the smiling photos of a group of young people and two old people holding a photo album each were imprinted on the film forever - just like the room that withstood the wind and snow more than half a century ago.
and what happens in the hungry basement.
It was agreed that the photos would be sent to the two old people. Wei Ran and Jima helped hang the photo frames given as gifts on the wall directly above the fireplace, and then helped clear up the tables and chairs.
During the old man's farewell, he boarded the van outside the fenced yard with his harvest.
