The day before returning to Hongqi Forest Farm for class, Wei Ran said goodbye to Sergei's family, Diane and others, and took a flight back to Kazan alone.
Along the way, he typed the historical fragments he had personally experienced, the monument hidden in the forest, the roster in Sergey's hand, and other details into his notebook in an almost running account.
In the computer.
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's diary.
While he was finishing this diary amidst the constant sound of typing on the keyboard, the flight also landed smoothly at Kazan Airport.
After clearing up the depression caused by the memories, Wei Ran drove the off-road vehicle parked at the airport back to the big house by Liuban Lake.
After only being out for a week, the circle of Lingxiao flowers that were planted against the wall when renovating the house have now sprouted, and some of the impatient ones have even grown full leaves.
Not only these sky flowers, but also the re-paved lawn, the two tall oak trees left in the yard and the row of birch trees behind the yard have begun to sprout again, filling the whole yard with a faint fragrance of grass.
In addition, there are several large crates at the door of the newly renovated house. Without opening them, Wei Ran knew where these things came from.
After the house was renovated, he ordered a complete set of photo printing equipment, various developing supplies, and a large number of photo frames, and asked Jima's friends to help deliver them after receiving the goods.
Wei Ran first waved towards the camera fixed on the wall of the house, saying hello to Katenka who was thousands of miles away to help look after the house. Then Wei Ran walked to the door of the house and collected the yard that was placed on the crate.
After taking the door key, he opened the heavy solid wood door, found a crowbar from the utility room, and took apart all the crates placed at the door.
After cleaning up the packaging materials, Wei Ran pushed the equipment one by one into the darkroom set aside in advance on the first floor and connected the power supply. After debugging them all, he climbed up to the attic and disconnected the electric switch specially used for remote monitoring.
By the way, I carefully checked upstairs and downstairs until I was sure that the decorations I had left behind before leaving had not been touched, and then I returned to the darkroom on the first floor.
Not caring about resting, Wei Ran locked the door and summoned the metal notebook.
From the Battle of Stalingrad, to Position 19 on the Don River, to the battlefields in Finland, the defense of Teng County, the Baiyangdian battlefield, and even Berlin shrouded in artillery fire, the deserts of North Africa, the meat grinder-like Rzhev, and even not long ago
I just experienced the Liuban Forest and so on.
In addition to the photos taken in Germany during the Cold War when he helped investigate the death of Nikolai's wife and child, and the photos taken by the con man Herbert who was sent to prison when he tried to trick him into going to Bear Island to investigate.
, he developed all the other photo negatives in the metal book one by one.
As he was busy, more and more photos were posted during the unannounced visits, and the sky outside the room became darker and darker.
Finally, when he developed the large group photo of the guerrillas and hung it on the drying rack, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. More than half an hour before, he had finished half a month at the Hongqi Forest Farm.
Ji Ma, who is taking the course, has already arrived here with wine and food.
"You finally came out"
Ji Ma saw Wei Ran limping out of the darkroom and immediately asked curiously, "Victor, what's wrong with your leg?"
"When I went to Belarus a few days ago, I accidentally slipped and fell in the bathroom."
With a normal expression, Wei Ran once again came up with the excuse he used to prevaricate Diane, sat down opposite Ji Ma, and while gently squeezing the injured area on his thigh, asked, "How have you been in the past half month?"
Sample?"
"I never took it so seriously when I was in school."
Jima proudly took out two concert tickets and waved them, "I made an appointment with my Maya to go to the concert tomorrow, and she has agreed."
"Can you understand the concert?"
"It's not like I don't have ears! Why can't I understand?"
"Then I wish you success"
Wei Ranhun said nonchalantly, then picked up a can of beer, opened it, took a sip, and continued to ask, "So all your experiences in the next half month are going to be focused on Maya?"
“That’s pretty much it”
Ji Ma replied happily, "But we will start to get busy in May. Aurora notified Misha a few days ago and asked them to start preparing for the renovation of Inta's hot spring camp. Then I will go over and help.
.”
"Help transform the camp?" Wei Ran, who knew what he was asking, joked.
"Are you going to transform Inta's girls?"
Jima Bi gave a middle finger, and then said happily, "I'm going to invite Maya to come and play with me for a few days."
"Where's your movie?"
Wei Ran was too lazy to talk to the other party about his nominal classmate Maya, so he changed the subject and asked, "When will that movie be released?"
“It won’t be until July at the soonest”
Speaking of movies, Jima became even more proud, "I will be able to get paid after the movie is released, and I will really be a famous actor by then."
"What about the other one?" Wei Ran didn't give the other party a chance to show off, "What's the progress of the movie in the desert now?"
Jima, who was about to continue showing off a few words, reluctantly changed the subject, "The filming of that movie probably won't start until September, but the title of the movie has already been decided."
"Has the name been decided? What's it called?" Wei Ran asked with great interest.
"It's the same name as the script you provided, it's called Treasure at the Bottom of the Well."
Ji Ma mocked, "Let me tell you, this name is really terrible. Even if you ask soldiers to find water, it would be better than this name."
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Wei Ran reminded the other party maliciously, finished the pie brought by the other party in a few mouthfuls, stood up and said, "Okay, since you are here, come and help."
"What are you helping me with?" Jima asked confused, "I'm not here to help. I'm here to borrow a car from you. I plan to drive your car to take my Maya to a concert tomorrow."
"I can lend you the car, but now it's better to come over and help." Wei Ran said, having already stood up and walked into the darkroom again.
"I came at the right time..." Jima muttered, raised his head and emptied the can of beer in his hand, and then reluctantly followed Wei Ran into the darkroom.
"Our job is to put these old photos into frames"
As Wei Ran spoke, he turned down the ventilation fan in the darkroom, "Remember to put photos with clips of the same color into frames and put them together so they don't get mixed up."
"Where did you get all these old photos?"
Ji Ma casually took down a black-and-white photo. This photo captured exactly the photo of the red flag on the Capitol that put Weiyan in the spotlight.
"They are all from my collection," Wei Ran said, throwing a pair of silk gloves to Jima, "Don't leave your fingerprints on them."
“Just some photos”
Ji Ma, who had no idea what these photos meant to Wei Ran, curled his lips, and finally put on his gloves honestly. Under the command of the former, he put all the photos that had been dried into wooden boxes with glass covers.
In the photo frame.
The proportions of these photos vary, and accordingly, the frames they use vary in size.
But despite this, Weiran still divided them into four parts: the Eastern Front battlefield, the European battlefield, the North African battlefield and the Chinese battlefield.
With the help of free labor Ji Ma, most of these sorted photos were sent to four spare rooms on the third floor and hung on the walls.
In addition, there are a small number of representative ones, such as the red flag of the Reichstag Building, some group photos taken at various battlefields, and in Berlin, he asked Jima to help him and Mr. Hans’ family.
The photos and the like that were taken were hung on the walls on the first floor.
"Victor, are you planning to open an exhibition of war correspondent photography?"
Jima, who had been helping for more than an hour, smiled and joked, "If the tickets are free, maybe I will take my Maya here to visit in the future."
Wei Ran took out the keys of the off-road vehicle and threw them to Jima, "You should first find a way to turn Maya into your Maya."
"In the next half month, I will definitely accomplish this small goal!" Ji Ma vowed and took the car key, "I promise!"
Wei Ran looked at Ji Ma with a look that looked like a fool, "I hope you can be so confident in half a month."
"I will definitely have captured Maya in half a month!"
Before Jima finished speaking, he had already thrown the keys of his car on the long table, ran out of the house in a hurry, and disappeared in Weiran's off-road vehicle.
However, Wei Ran only left the room to lock the courtyard door. When he came back, he found an extra spam text message on his phone representing an email from Katianka.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran dug out the notebook that the other party had sold to him from the suitcase that he had not yet opened. He walked upstairs and got into the bedroom, closed the window and drew the curtains, and then took out the food box.
Authenticator.
After some operations, Weiran directly looked at the notebook connected to the authenticator and asked, "What's going on?"
Soon, a new folder was created on the laptop screen, and a line of German popped up, "Ms. Aurora contacted me not long ago, and she invited me to visit you from May 1st to May 6th.
Take the tourists she sent to America to play on that farm.”
"You can just decide for yourself on this kind of thing"
Wei Ran said happily, "If you have time, are interested, and there are no dangers, then go."
"Will you go?" Another line of German language popped up on the document.
"Maybe" Wei Ran replied, leaning on the bed, "Maybe I'll go and see the excitement, maybe I have other things to do and I can't go."
"knew"
After glancing at the text on the screen, Wei Ran changed the subject and asked, "Is there anything else? How are you doing there now?"
"No," Katenka responded briefly in text, "Everything is normal here."
"so be it"
Wei Ran thought for a while and said, "If you plan to go to the United States, don't interfere in Makar's life on your own initiative."
"No problem." After Katianka responded again, he took the initiative to delete the newly created document on the desktop.
