"Is she really a translator?" Suisui, who was hiding in the car, asked suspiciously.
"Maybe I studied acting before...I guess"
Wei Ran knocked on the small box Katianka left before getting off the car, "Wait for them to come out and take a few more pictures, and then I can translate what they said."
"As for why it's so troublesome..." Suisui muttered to herself, then moved her eyes closer to the viewfinder of the SLR, and together with Katenka across the road, patiently waited for the people in the room to come out.
It only lasted three to five minutes at most. As the door opened, a man who looked to be in his thirties opened the door.
"Is your client a female?" Suisui asked in surprise as she pressed the shutter button.
"male"
Wei Ran looked at the man whose face was somewhat similar to Gorman's, and responded absently. Then he saw Suisui looking at him with a strange expression, and helplessly added an explanation, "This man should
He’s my client’s son.”
"Oh -" Suisui responded with a long tone, put her eyes behind the viewfinder again, pressed the shutter in continuous shooting mode again, and also started translating.
"Excuse me, can you give me a glass of sugar water? I have hypoglycemia." Katenka asked for help in English with a strong Slavic accent, "I just want a glass of sugar water, I..."
"Come in, Jessica! Come out and help!" The man, who seemed to be Gorman's son, shouted into the house, and then helped Katenka up.
Soon, a tall, thin young woman with long red hair ran out from inside. After asking a few simple questions, she immediately supported Katenka from the other side.
Watching the two men walking into the room with Katenka and closing the door, Suisui also put away the camera, closed the car window, and listened to the sound coming from the small box with Wei Ran.
In the room, Katenka, who looked weak, was supported by the two people and sat on an old linen sofa in the living room. While the man was helping him prepare sugar water, he looked around.
environment.
The most eye-catching thing in this not-so-large living room is the Christmas tree decorated with colored lights not far away from the fireplace. On the top of the Christmas tree is a red pentagon with a strong Soviet tradition.
star.
On the fireplace, in addition to a pump-action shotgun lying horizontally, there were also hung an Orthodox crucifix and a cross, which is essential for Orthodox Christians.
On the surrounding floor, in addition to various children's toys, there was a little boy who looked to be four or five years old at most, clutching a half-eaten donut in one hand and another in the other.
Maine coon cat tail.
The big and scary Maine Coon cat seemed to want to give this annoying little ancestor a hard paw several times, but in the end, due to some reason, it just put its fat paw gently on the back of the child's hand.
.
Looking at the table next to the sofa, in addition to a plate of cut fruit, there were also a few bills that had not been put away and a laptop with a used car transaction page displayed on the screen.
At just this moment, a wealthy old white lady who looked to be in her fifties or sixties also walked out of the door leading to the garden and asked in English with the same strong Slavic accent, "Makar,
what happens?"
"There is a girl with hypoglycemia who fainted at the door." The man who just helped Katenka in said while handing Katenka a box of chocolates, and the woman named Jessica brought in a glass of milk.
Micro-wave oven.
"Thank you. I'm really sorry for causing you any trouble."
Katenka deliberately continued to say thank you weakly in English with a strong Slavic accent, and then let the hand that received the chocolate show a slight tremor, and then shiveringly tore open the tin foil packaging of the chocolate.
, stuffed it into his mouth.
“What a poor kid”
The rich-looking old lady took off her apron, sat opposite Katenka, and asked curiously in English with the same accent, "What's your name? I heard your accent, are you from Russia?"
"Hello madam, my name is Karenina"
Katenka looked at the woman who was somewhat similar to the one in the photo given by Wei Ran, and continued to say in a weak tone, "I am Ukrainian, are you Russian?"
"Ukrainian?" The rich old lady raised her eyebrows, but did not answer the former's question, but continued to ask, "Where in Ukraine are you from?"
“Odessa”
Katenko took the cup of hot milk with honey from the red-haired woman named Jessica with some trembling, took a sip and continued, "The Odessa in Ukraine."
"Are you from Odessa too?" When the old lady asked this question, she had already switched to Russian excitedly. Even the man and woman who had just helped Katenka in came over curiously.
"Are you the same?" Katenka asked with the same excitement and surprise, "This is impossible! This is such a coincidence!"
"It's such a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet someone here who comes from the same place as me." The old lady said excitedly while crossing herself on her chest.
"I didn't expect it either"
Katenka seemed to be even more excited than the other person, "I just can't go home this year for some reasons, so I specially came to this city also called Odessa to spend Christmas with... and friends who also can't go home.
, I didn’t expect...this is such a coincidence!”
"Maybe this is God's arrangement."
The woman named Jessica didn't seem to understand Russian. After the man named Makar finished translating, she immediately brought another plate of donuts, "Eat some donuts, Karenina, yours
Where are your friends? Aren’t they with you?”
"They went to see the crater."
Katenka said helplessly, "I originally wanted to find a place to eat around and wait for them to come back, but I couldn't hold on before I found it. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."
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The old lady comforted Katenka with a kind face, and then took the initiative to introduce, "I am Uma, this is my son Makar, she is Makar's wife Jessica, and of course, there is the lovely girl under the Christmas tree.
The little guy Gorman.”
"puff!"
In the commercial car on the opposite side of the road outside the door, the Weiran that I had just poured into my mouth sprayed directly onto the back of the front seat, and then I couldn't stop coughing.
"What's wrong?" Suisui, who was startled next to her, quickly asked with concern while patting her back.
"No...ahem! It's okay!"
Wei Ran coughed and waved his hands. He was really convinced by these Europeans. Why is it so difficult to choose a new name? Do you have to use a name as a family heirloom? If this were placed in China, who would name his grandson after his own husband?
His name may become a joke that the whole village talks about.
"Neuropathy"
Suisui rolled her eyes, handed Wei Ran a tissue, then moved away in disgust and continued to listen to the conversation coming from the small speaker.
Katenka, who was in the room, didn't know the meaning of Gorman's name. After briefly introducing himself as an international student in the Department of Journalism and Communication at the University of Houston and expressing his gratitude for the help from his family, he took the opportunity to
In a curious tone, I asked about Mrs. Uma’s experience of traveling from Odessa, Kiev to Odessa, the United States.
By the way, this girl was also from Odessa, and she was also a devout Orthodox Christian, so she couldn't even spend Christmas with her family, so she got the family to invite her and her friends to see the crater.
An invitation to my friends to spend Christmas together tonight.
In addition, Katenka also learned from the sidelines during the chat that this Mrs. Uma is still working as a cashier in a nearby supermarket.
And her son Makar and his friends run a small ranch in the suburbs, but it seems that the business is not very good. As for Jessica, in addition to helping on the farm, her main business is
He is a veterinarian with a good income.
Generally speaking, this seems to be an ordinary family that can be considered a standard middle class. Although their life is not bad, they are also under a lot of pressure. This can be seen from the bills that have been collected on the table, and Makar is preparing to sell
You can tell by changing his Ford pickup truck for a little money.
Seeing that he had almost all the questions he needed to ask, after landing in the United States, Weihan used the phone card provided by Katianka to send a message to the other party's number saying "Where are you? We have returned to the hotel."
On the other side, Katenka took out her cell phone, took a look at it, and took the initiative to end the topic and said, "Mrs. Uma, and Makar and Jessica, thank you for your help. Now I feel better and ready to go back to the hotel to be with my friends.
Meet up."
"Bring your friends back tonight to spend Christmas together?" Uma said with a hint of anticipation in her tone, "Then you can continue to talk about what Odessa looks like now. Makar, you and Jessica are driving.
Send her back to the hotel."
"Then...thank you"
Katenka thanked her sincerely, "I will ask those two friends for their opinions when the time comes. Even if they don't want to come, I will come to spend Christmas with you."
"Good girl, you must come tonight."
Mrs. Uma grabbed Katenka's hand and said, "We made a Christmas goose, and you must bring your friends to eat it then."
"I will definitely come, I promise." Katianka promised confidently.
After saying goodbye to Mrs. Uma who had been sent all the way to the door, Katenka followed the woman named Jessica into a blue Ford pickup truck and let Makar pull her towards the center of the city.
"Aren't we going to follow?" In the business car, Suisui, whose stomach was growling with hunger, secretly pressed the shutter towards Mrs. Uma who was standing at the door, and at the same time asked Wei Ran beside her.
"hold on"
Wei Ran waited until Mrs. Uma, who was standing at the door, turned around and returned to the room, then bent over and moved to the driver's seat, started the car and followed the blue pickup truck from a distance.
"Should we spend Christmas with that family tonight?" Suisui scratched the back of Weiran's seat and asked expectantly, "Are the two friends that Sister Ka mentioned about going to see the crater the two of us?"
"Sister Ka? What the hell is this name?" Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.
"Katienka, Katenka's card can also be Oscar's card. The bigger one is the bigger one." Suisui said with admiration, "I almost believed the stories she just made up."
"Maybe she is from Odessa, Ukraine?" Wei Ran teased Suisui with great interest.
"How can it be!"
Suisui immediately retorted, "She told me clearly on the way here that she is from Belarus and came here just two years ago to study at university. If it weren't for lack of money, she wouldn't have time to be your translator."
"Sister Naka, you don't have a word of truth in your mouth..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, then turned the car into an intersection and pulled over. At the same time, he secretly pondered whether to follow Katenka to Gorman's ex-wife's house as a guest.
