On the day when Wei Ran came home unexpectedly, the first thing he got was naturally the complaints from his parents. After scolding him for a few times without saying hello when he came back, his mother, who had just returned home, immediately left home with a vegetable basket to buy food and drink.
And his father asked Wei Ran about his study and work in Russia with great interest. Finally, he even found the video of his interview on his mobile phone and asked in detail about the causes and consequences. In desperation, Wei Ran could only tell the story.
The matter was explained in detail again.
"Son, you don't know!"
Comrade Lao Wei said with great relief, "You being on TV have made me and your mother look bad. Even our travel agency's business has improved a lot."
"What does this have to do with the travel agency business?"
Wei Ran asked inexplicably. The small travel agency at home with only two or three employees was naturally set up by my mother and my aunt Zhou Shujin, two old best friends, several years ago. Its main business usually involves traveling to Russia and other countries.
Apart from sending tourists to Eastern Europe, the only domestic route is to send some low-cost tour groups to Baiyangdian, where my grandma’s home is.
"Your mother has been playing the video of your interview with the TV station on the TV at the entrance of the travel agency for almost a month. She also hung our family photo in the most conspicuous position."
Comrade Lao Wei didn't notice the changing social expression on his son's face at all, and continued enthusiastically, "Don't say it yet! Although those words are indeed a bit noisy, the effect is really effective! Years ago
In the past two or three weeks, several groups have been fully booked, including the one you got for hunting."
At this point, Lao Wei finally noticed that his son had something wrong with his expression, "What's that expression on your face? By the way, after two days you've had enough rest. Remember to translate the video of the interview to the translator. After the year, I'll let the company's kids
Add subtitles."
"If I had known I wouldn't have come back..."
"What did you say?" Comrade Lao Wei asked, looking at Wei Ran who was sitting next to him muttering.
"Nothing, nothing." Wei Ran quickly changed the subject, "I'll show you something good."
"what?"
Seeing his father's interest, Wei Ran quickly opened the piano case and said, "This is the guqin I bought from Maozi. The parent of one of Suisui's classmates offered 800,000 yuan to buy it, but I didn't sell it."
"Eight...eight hundred thousand?!" Comrade Lao Wei's eyes widened, "How much did you pay for it?"
Wei Ran grinned and said, "Twenty thousand."
"Only 20,000? Net profit of 780,000?" Comrade Lao Wei became more and more surprised.
"Twenty thousand dollars," Weiran had to correct.
"Dollars?"
Lao Wei took out his mobile phone to find out the exchange rate and calculated it. He asked in surprise, "That can earn more than 600,000 yuan! What's going on with you kid this year? Are these windfalls coming one after another?"
"Taken a few big jobs"
When Wei Ran said this, there was not much excitement on his face. Compared with what he experienced in the process of investigating the historical truth, other benefits became the most insignificant things.
"You bastard has finally made his mark. Call your mother and ask her to buy a bottle of good wine so that we can have a drink together tonight!"
Comrade Lao Wei leaned on the sofa with emotion. In the six months since Wei Ran graduated, he has sent a lot of money home from Russia alone. He didn't expect that it was nearing the end of the year and he would bring back such a valuable antique.
, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
"There's no need to buy wine." Wei Ran opened the suitcase next to the sofa. "After I came back, I went to Sichuan to meet a friend. They gave me a lot of good wine."
"What friends do you have over there?"
Wei Ran was sent to Russia as soon as he graduated from high school. Most of the people he met in China were local classmates. But soon, Comrade Lao Wei’s only doubts were resolved by two bottles of good medicine handed over by Wei Ran.
The wine was pushed aside.
That night, the family of three had a lively meal. After Wei Ran's mother listened to her son talk about the gains of the past six months and the details of the interview, she immediately decided to take him and him in person the next day.
Various gifts are sent to various relatives to visit.
Mom’s thoughts, whether it’s Wei Ran or Comrade Lao Wei who is holding a glass of wine and unwilling to put it down, naturally have a clear idea. What else can I do, it’s just to show off my son!
Whether it is vanity, or whether it is to let Wei Ran come back to his hometown in fine clothes, if her own son is doing well and does not attack the relatives and friends around him, isn't she too unqualified as a mother?
After Wei Ran resisted several times to no avail, he finally had no choice but to nod and agree to his mother's decision. As for the questions he wanted to ask several times about the furnishings in his bedroom, his mother answered them with a pair of chopsticks.
The food put into the bowl with chopsticks was confused.
That night, Wei Ran kicked the stuffed bear that occupied most of the bed under the bed and slept soundly under the influence of alcohol.
It was a rare night to sleep until dawn. When Wei Ran was woken up by the knock on the door, the quartz clock hanging on the wall had just passed seven-thirty.
At the urging of his mother, Wei Ran, who had resisted to no avail, put on the suit he was wearing when he was interviewed. He was dressed like a man buying insurance, carrying large and small bags of the gifts that his mother had picked out last night, and started to
A dizzying visitor journey.
It took two full days to satisfy his mother's vanity of showing off her son. After Wei Ran attacked the peers of his relatives and friends, his own salary also declined, so that by the third day, he was
It’s time to start preparing breakfast and dinner for the two elders.
"You have nothing to do when you come back, why don't you go to the travel agency to help?"
Early that morning, Wei Ran's mother asked her son after finishing breakfast.
"Who said I have nothing to do?"
Wei Ran, who was busy cleaning up the kitchen waste, raised his chin towards the guqin placed on the table on the balcony, "I have been practicing the piano after you guys went to work."
"You are so willing to buy such an expensive thing, and you still get the same tune every day by turning it over and over like playing cotton."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Ran's mother complained with a pained look on her face. She actually bought Wei Ran a bargain and put away the guqin that was said to be worth tens of thousands and kept it.
Keep it as a family heirloom.
However, she took Wei Ran's father to several piano stores and found out that not only was the guqin used for serious playing not cheap, but it was also easy to break if it was not used. After all, she gave up the idea of getting a replacement for Wei Ran.
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"How about you play?" Wei Ran said very bachelorly.
"I'll flick the back of your head!"
Wei Ran's mother put down the chopsticks in her hand and said, "If you don't want to go to the travel agency to help, forget it. You should go out more in the past two days to meet your high school classmates or go to your grandma's house. Don't do it every day.
Keep it at home, or you'll get into trouble."
"Come on, hurry up and get to work." Wei Ran's father finally said something to help his son, "If you're too late, you won't be able to catch the bus."
After sending his parents away, Wei Ran shook his head helplessly. After clearing the table, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the balcony table and continued to practice the piano with reference to the CD that Chen Guangling gave him.
After realizing that he might have a mental problem, he did not see a psychiatrist. After all, his experiences were too bizarre. The Chinese New Year was about to come soon, and it would be very fun if he was sent to a mental hospital again.
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On the other hand, he also found that he felt much more at ease after returning home. If nothing else, at least he no longer had nightmares, and playing the piano every day seemed to be really helpful in calming his mind.
However, not long after the melody of Ben Ben Kan Kan sounded, there was a knock on the security door behind him. After he got up and opened the door, a postal boy who wrapped himself tightly in a cotton coat immediately handed over an express document
The bag was handed over.
After looking at the sender's information, Wei Ran thanked the courier boy and sent him away. After closing the door and tearing open the courier, he took out Suisui's transcript.
The results in most subjects on this transcript are pretty good, but the three red zeros among them are also particularly conspicuous.
Wei Ran took out his cell phone and took a photo first as evidence of the crime. Then he took out a lighter and went into the bathroom, burned it to ashes in the sink, and also made a video of the whole process and sent it to the person who has been there almost every few days these days.
Suisui would ask once every hour.
Before he could clean up the ashes in the sink, Suisui's call came over. When he pressed the answer button, he immediately heard the other party pretending to whisper, "Officer Wei, your undercover work is over. Now
After organizational discussion and decision, you can retreat!"
"speak nicely!"
"Okay!" Suisui finally started talking humanly again, "When will you come over? I went to your grandma's house for dinner yesterday, and they kept asking me."
Wei Ran walked out of the bathroom with his cell phone and thought for a while. The sweet period with his parents in the past few days has almost come to an end. It is better to go to his grandma's house to continue enjoying it for a few days. Thinking of this, he simply said, "I want to
Just today, I'll leave in a moment."
"Come here with your 800,000 yuan," Suisui said immediately, "I told your grandma and grandpa that you were learning to play the piano, and they wanted to hear it."
"Thank you so much"
Wei Ran gritted his teeth and said, in the past two days at home, his mother had invited several friends over to show off her son who could play the piano. Unexpectedly, Suisui had also dug a hole for him.
Suisui, who had no idea that the knife was almost on her neck, continued, "And the pink suitcase in my room."
"Your room?" Wei Ran couldn't wait to crush his phone, "That's my room!"
"How many times a year do you live here? Anyway, you must get it for me!" Suisui hung up the phone arrogantly before she finished speaking.
"Can't I cure you?"
Wei Ran sent the transcript he had taken in advance to Suisui, then muted his cell phone, took the things the other party needed and the gifts he had prepared in advance, along with his own crooked pug, and drove his old car.
Dad left the car in advance and left home.
Less than two hundred kilometers away, by the time he arrived near his grandma's house, both sides of the road were already covered with withered yellow reeds and remaining dried lotus leaves.
Although this dilapidated appearance looks depressing, when it comes to summer, the scenery here is absolutely unparalleled. The lush green reeds blow gently in the wind, the endless lotus ponds, and the wooden boats that float by from time to time are not only beautiful scenery.
He Suisui's childhood memories have attracted countless tourists from out of town.
If we push the time further back, during the Anti-Japanese War, the village where Wei Ran's grandmother's family was located on the same lake was once the main position of the famous anti-Japanese armed Yanling Brigade.
Therefore, no matter Wei Ran or Suisui, they have heard the old people in this village say more than once since they were young: which reed swamp around here once sank a Japanese steamboat, and who and who from which village nearby died in what year?
place, or maybe the prototype of the gazi blocking the chimney in the movie is actually so and so from which village.
In addition, Wei Ran, who came here for summer vacation when he was a child, often took Suisui, who also came here for summer vacation, to fish in the water, climb trees and dig out bird eggs, and even blocked the chimney of his grandma's house. At the same time, he also looked forward to one day when he would be lucky.
, can fish out a tortoise box from the water.
Reminiscing about his childhood, Wei Ran drove the car into the village and finally stopped at the entrance of an ordinary farmyard.
This is Wei Ran's grandma's house, and the neighbor next to it is Suisui's grandma's house. Thanks to the good relationship between the two mothers, although the two courtyards still have their doors open today,
There is also an additional door opening on the courtyard wall in the middle of the house.
Before Wei Ran could open the car door, Suisui ran out of the yard. With a flattering look on her face, she came up to her and asked solicitously, "Are you tired from the journey? Can I help you carry your luggage?"
"Come on, come on." Wei Ran was the first to put his phone in his pocket, "Be honest, or I will send the transcript to my aunt."
"you are vicious!"
Suisui muttered through gritted teeth, picked up all the things in the trunk with an aggrieved look, and ran into the yard first with the silly dog whose tail was wagging like a propeller.
Wei Ran, who was following behind, had not yet entered the door when he smelled the aroma of fish and pancakes. Under Suisui's shouts, Wei Ran's grandma and grandpa also came out from different directions in the yard.
"You little thing are finally back!" Wei Ran's grandma held a kitchen knife in her hand and greeted in a loud voice, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Come in and warm yourself up."
"Grandma, are you waiting for me to take the pot?" Wei Ran asked jokingly.
Only then did the old lady notice the kitchen knife in her hand, "Hey! I was chopping vegetables here, and I forgot to put it down in a hurry."
"Suisui said you would come back at noon, and your grandma would start preparing it after dinner."
Wei Ran's grandfather said as he walked over from the pig pen with a shovel on his shoulder. This old man's surname was Han. Like most of the old people in the village, he fished in the summer and made banquets in the winter. Although he was not a rich man in his life.
It's expensive, but because of his seniority, he has a lot of prestige in the village. If any family has a wedding or wedding, they will basically ask this old man to come and preside over it.
Wei Ran handed the gift in his hand to Suisui, who had already run around, and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"There was a strong wind two days ago, and the roof of this old pigsty collapsed."
Mr. Han led Wei Ran into the house and said, "I don't want to just tear it down and turn it into a vegetable plot before the Chinese New Year. Anyway, I haven't raised pigs for more than ten years. Keeping it will take up space."
"I'll help you unpack it after dinner."
"Just don't do anything, I'm just waiting for you."
Wei Ran's grandfather took off his apron, mask and hat as he spoke, "Go to the back room. The tea is ready. Suisui, don't run away. Let your brother move it by himself."
"Grandpa told you to move by yourself."
Suisui, who had finished her third trip, put her hands on her hips and said proudly, but when she saw Wei Ran taking out her cell phone with a smile, she immediately gave in and changed her words, "But I'm losing weight, so I'd better move!"
"Cowardly and stubborn"
Wei Ran put away his cell phone, picked up a few gifts, and said to the old man who was washing his hands and face, "I'll go sit in the east courtyard and I'll be back later."
Wei Ran's grandfather wiped his face and said, "Go! Then ask them to come over for dinner."
After passing through the small door in the wall of the two courtyards, Wei Ran was warmly welcomed by the two old men again before entering the house.
Unlike Wei Ran's grandfather, the old man of the Zhou family was a serious traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Unfortunately, when it was passed down to his generation, the only skill left was massage and bone setting.
When Wei Ran was young, it was not uncommon to see unlucky people in this yard who had broken bones or dislocated their hands and feet for various reasons from all over the country, screaming and asking the old man to splint their bones.
Such a magnificent scene, even he himself experienced it once.
Although more than ten years have passed, the crisp "crack" sound when the old man easily pushed the dislocated bone back into its original position when I was a child is still fresh in my memory.
Mr. Zhou naturally also liked Wei Ran, a gangster who had blocked his chimney more than once. If Wei Ran's grandma hadn't already prepared a meal, he might have left him behind.
After putting down the gifts and chatting with the two elders, the two elders sat at a table with the two young men, Wei Ran and Suisui, and had a lively lunch.
After eating and drinking enough tea, Grandpa Wei Ran put on his old clothes again, put on a mask, gloves and hat and prepared to continue dismantling the pig pen. Wei Ran had nothing to do, so he simply found a pair of tattered clothes to put on to help.
But Suisui, this little thing, cleverly brought her grandparents and Wei Ran's grandmother to a table together, and started playing mahjong with great shouts.
In the yard with a slight wind blowing, Wei Ran was vigorously waving the pickaxe under the command of his grandfather, dismantling the pigsty made of green bricks. At the same time, he also listened to the latter's talk about ancient times.
According to Grandpa Wei Ran, this pigsty was originally a wing of an old house, with a history of at least seventy or eighty years. Later, when he got married, he built a new house on the original site, and the family crowded into the small wing.
Later, when the new house was built, most of the old house was demolished, leaving only the last small room that was converted into a pigsty.
"Grandpa, there seems to be something in the hollow wall."
The disgraced Wei Ran pointed to the half-demolished wall and said, in order to save materials, these old houses are all hollow. They have just demolished it all the way, and it is really a nest of snakes and rats inside, filled with a lot of mold.
Grain grains and snake skin mixed in.
"what?"
Mr. Han, who was responsible for transporting bricks under the courtyard wall with a trolley, came over to take a look, then grabbed a rusty iron rod that was covered by moldy grain and dust, and prepared to lift it out.
However, contrary to their expectations, the seemingly inconspicuous iron rod turned out to be terrifyingly long. After pulling it out by half a meter, not only was the head missing, but its back half was stuck.
Wei Ran's curiosity was aroused and he immediately became energetic. He picked up the pickaxe again and dug out the green bricks stuck with yellow mud and threw them on the cart. Then he dug up the dust that had accumulated for more than half a century.
And mixed with all kinds of garbage.
However, even so, when he finally dug out the second half of the rusty iron rod, he had almost demolished the wall. At the same time, he also found a second iron rod inside.
stick and two heavy aluminum lunch boxes.
What Wei Ran couldn't understand was that each of the two large iron rods was nearly three meters long, with bits and pieces of green paint still remaining on them. The two iron rods were the same length, similar shapes, and thin.
One end is as thick as a fertilized cucumber, and the thicker end even exceeds the wrist.
And not only is the thin end inlaid with a piece of wood that looks like a gun head, but the thick end is also bound by two thick iron pieces to a piece of bad wood in the shape of a shoehorn. In addition, one of the iron rods
On the top, there is also an iron pin in the shape of a "bow" tied with hemp rope.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Grandpa, what is this for?" Wei Ran asked doubtfully.
"You don't know?" Grandpa Wei Ran came up with a look of emotion on his face, "This is the big lifting pole, which the Yanling team used to beat the little devils back then."
"Is this a big lift?" Wei Ran's eyes widened, "So old?"
"It's not just a big lifting pole. I used this thing to hunt wild geese when I was a kid, but the one I used was much shorter than this one."
Wei Ran's grandfather pulled off the rough wood on the thin ends of the two iron rods with familiarity, and then exposed the black muzzle of the gun. Wei Ran went up to take a look, and he could still smell a strong smell inside.
Engine oil smell.
"Why do we have this thing in our house?"
While Wei Ran was asking, he couldn't help but put his finger into the muzzle of the gun. The inner diameter of the large lifting rod must be 20 mm at least. This can be called a small cannon!
"That's what you asked."
Grandpa Wei Ran said matter-of-factly, "When I was a child, not only every family had it, but at least half of the ten households had it. But the two of us are so arrogant that we might have actually fought the Japanese."
Seeing Wei Ran's confused look, Mr. Han squatted down and untied the bow-shaped iron pin that was tied to the big lifting pole. Then he didn't get up, but moved directly to the thicker end of the two big lifting poles and put them together.
After tightening it, he put the iron pin on the end and then said, "This kind of big lifting pole is specially put on the boat. The muzzle of the gun is placed on the bow of the boat, and the iron pin and hemp are used on the rear buttocks.
The rope is fixed to the boat."
When Wei Ran also squatted down on the side, Mr. Khan picked up a chicken feather at his feet, found the end of the big lifting rod, and then poked a small hole that was also sealed with a thin wooden skewer, and continued to explain,
"The fire doors of these two big lifting rods are together. When you need to fire the gun, just push the thick incense stick upward. When the two big lifting rods are fired together, if you are on the water, you can push the small bed to
He backed away several meters."
"Grandpa, how many meters can this thing hit?" Wei Ran asked after him.
"That's hard to say." Mr. Han thought for a while, "I guess a hundred or ten meters should be no problem. If it is forty or fifty meters, two or three layers of cast iron pots can be penetrated."
Wei Ran subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the tattoo on his hand that was covered by two band-aids. But after he calmed down, he immediately gave up the thought he had for a moment. The bruises on his chest and elbows have not completely faded yet.
What's more, although the pistol doesn't have to worry about bullets for the time being, the crucial semi-automatic rifle has been empty in Teng County.
While he was thinking about it, Mr. Han also opened the two heavy aluminum lunch boxes. Wei Ran curiously went up to take a look. One of the lunch boxes was filled with iron sand, which could be used as a plate.
On the lid, there is also a piece of incense stick thicker than a cigarette butt, a roll of rags and a box of matches.
The other lunch box was filled with wet black powder and two nearly rotten goose feathers. In addition, there was a small funnel made of ox horn buried in the black powder.
Wei Ran took it out from the caked black gunpowder and immediately discovered that there were several crooked Chinese characters engraved on the horn funnel.
