Chapter 461 Its better to forget each other in the world
"Young man, what are you looking at?"
When Wei Ran was looking at the ship, an old man holding a knife in his hand and grilling charcoal lobster asked in a bad tone, "Are you the recruiter?"
Although he understood what the other party was saying, Wei Ran still immediately looked at Katenka standing next to him.
After the latter finished translating, Wei Ran smiled and said in Russian, "Tell him that I am looking at the name of their ship. Also tell them that I am not a disgusting recruiter. Remember to emphasize the word disgusting, and then tell them
They, I am a Chinese, are going to rent a yacht and go diving."
Hearing this, Katenka couldn't help but reveal a smile on her pretty face. Then she translated it exactly as Wei Ran asked, and as he said, on the word disgusting
The tone was particularly emphasized.
Just as Wei Ran expected, after hearing that he was not a recruiter, the attitudes of the four old men, three white and one black, immediately became much more enthusiastic.
"Since you are not a disgusting recruiter, come and sit down. There is free beer and seafood here. Just consider it as compensation for Turner misunderstanding your nationality." While the skinny black uncle spoke, he opened the door himself.
The small door on the deck fence.
After listening to Katenka's translation, Wei Ran did not refuse, but he also did not rush to board the ship. Instead, he pointed to the logo on the ship and said, "Katenko, tell them, it is the name of this ship and
The logo caught my attention, and I happen to know how to play the tune on the harmonica.”
"Can you play this piece?" Another shirtless white man with various tattoos scattered on his chest and arms raised his head in surprise.
"Tell him I love that old movie Casablanca"
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he glanced at the nearly ancestral "Remember the Alamo" streamer tattoo on the other person's arm. Based on this alone, he had already guessed which bastard this fat man was descended from.
After Katenka finished translating, another silent white man flipped the lobster on the baking sheet with the tongs in his hand, "Little guy, come up and have a drink. By the way, let's hear if you really know that piece of music."
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"Ask them, if I can play that piece of music, can it be cheaper for me to rent their yacht for diving?" As Wei Ran spoke, he finally stepped onto the deck, followed by Ka Jian.
Ka, also translated again.
He took out two bottles of unbranded beer from the foam box filled with ice cubes and handed them to Weiran and Katenka respectively. The white man who spoke first said cheerfully, "If your boyfriend really knows how to play the harmonica,
Play that tune and get a 50% discount on the boat rental fee.
Of course, the premise is that he can really prove that he is not a recruiter, and it can only be for one day at most, after all, we old guys still have to eat."
"He's my boss, not my boyfriend."
Katenka first denied the other party's speculation in a calm tone, and then conveyed the other party's request to Wei Ran. As for the beer that the other party handed her, she just held it in her hand and had no intention of opening it and taking a sip.
And Wei Ran seemed to really not understand English. He waited patiently for Katianka to finish translating, then he took the beer and opened it with his teeth. After taking a big gulp, he took out his passport and showed the cover to the other person.
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"Your boss seems to be a stingy rich man"
The white uncle who was suspected to be a descendant of Marshall joked and motioned to his companion to pick up a plump and tender charcoal-grilled lobster tail and handed it to Katenka, "This portion is for the beautiful lady. Your boss's portion needs more.
Wait, before that, let's hear if he really knows that piece of music."
"You are right, he is indeed a stingy rich man. I have worked for him for a long time and I have never received a bonus." While Katenka took the lobster tail, she brazenly composed a line about Wei Ran, which
Then he translated the rest of the words.
"What a bastard old pervert passed down from our ancestors"
Wei Ran cursed secretly in his heart. After Katianka finished translating, he directly found a seat to sit down. After taking another sip of beer, he took out the harmonica in the metal book and started playing it as if there was no one around.
The moment the melody sounded, smiles appeared on the faces of the four old men on the deck. Then the uncle who was suspected to be a descendant of Marshall picked up a towel and wiped his hands, turned around and picked up the guitar from behind.
The person who was holding the knife at the beginning also replaced the meat-cutting knife with a harmonica that was almost exactly the same as the one in Wei Ran's hand, and started playing together.
As for the remaining white man, he turned around and took out a saxophone from the cabin, and the black man followed the gradually harmonious melody and sang adapted lyrics in English:
I sigh that although year after year, friendship is passed down through the blood.
As time goes by, the true meaning of friendship will never change.
Let time pass and things change.
Once you become brothers, God will be your witness.
This is a bloody story from the battlefield, about risking your life for your friends and going through all kinds of hardships for them.
Let time pass...
Until the end of the song, the black uncle who was the lead singer was the first to raise his beer, "For the music teacher"
"For the stretcher bearers!" The white man who played the harmonica also raised his beer.
"For God!" the white man who played the saxophone followed and raised his beer.
"For the Alamo!" The white man suspected of being a descendant of Marshall put down his guitar, and the last one raised his beer.
"For women! For God! Cheers!" These four old men shouted a common toast together, followed by a series of hearty laughs.
"I don't remember the lyrics of this song being like this"
Katenka was the first to express her doubts. She had heard the same melody sung by the American martial arts master Old Jerry when she was at Makar's farm, but the lyrics were about love rather than love.
friendship.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Of course the original lyrics were not like this."
The black uncle smiled and said, "The current lyrics were changed by my grandfather. He was not only a pastor, but also the music director of the church choir. This song was written for him and his friends."
"That's our grandfather"
The white uncle who was suspected to be a descendant of Marshall smiled and said, "Your boyfriend...your boss, your boss plays the harmonica very well, even better than Cody."
"Brown is right, he does play the harmonica better than me."
The middle-aged uncle holding the harmonica said and stretched out his hand towards Wei Ran, "Especially the octave harmony part. When I was as young as him, I even had mouth ulcers when I played it and didn't learn it."
Listening to Katenka's translation, Wei Ran shook hands with the old man named Cody and asked with a smile, "So you can give me a 50% discount?"
After Katenka finished translating, the old man named Brown looked like the man who had just played the saxophone, "Turner, you just promised this young man a 50% discount."
"It's indeed what I promised"
The white uncle who had sent Saxophone back to the cabin walked back to the deck, personally made a plate of charcoal-grilled lobster tails and handed it to Wei Ran. At the same time, he said to Katenka, "Ask your Chinese boss when he is going to leave."
diving."
"Are you really planning to go diving?" Katenka looked at Wei Ran who had already taken a big bite on the lobster tail. "This person should be the Turner we are looking for. He asked us when we will set off."
"Tomorrow," Wei Ran thought for a moment and replied, "Tomorrow morning, I will also ask them if they need a deposit and if I can visit their yacht."
Perhaps because of the song just now, the old man named Turner not only did not charge any deposit, but also turned on the lights on the entire sightseeing yacht and enthusiastically led the two of them into the cabin.
The first time he entered the cabin, Wei Ran couldn't help but smile.
Because right next to the rudder of the bridge, in addition to various screens and switches, there are two additional hemispherical glass covers fixed on the instrument panel.
In these two glass covers, there are stored the blood-stained Bible with bullets still embedded in it, and the luxurious 1911 pistol belonging to Pastor Tom.
And between the two hemispherical glass covers distributed on the left and right sides of the rudder, there is also a ribbon-shaped stainless steel plate inlaid with a phrase "God is with you" that Weiran has heard countless times embossed on it in English.
"They are relics left by my grandfather, and they are also the lucky charms of this ship." The old man named Turner explained with a smile, "He is an army chaplain and once participated in the Battle of Guam."
"It sounds like there is a very legendary story behind this," Wei Ran sighed after waiting for Katenka to translate.
"If you are not in a hurry to go back, you can go to the deck and have a drink with us." Turner said with a smile, "We are very willing to tell you the stories of those old guys."
Wei Ran naturally had no objection to this, and Katenka nodded in agreement.
Returning to the deck, Katenka reused Karenina's name in her self-introduction. At the same time, she also knew that the black man who just sang the lead was named Dooley. As for Wei Ran, she was subconsciously ignored. It seemed that this
Four unattractive old men had no interest in knowing his name.
And while interacting with them, Wei Ran also matched them with those friends he was familiar with.
The old man named Turner is the grandson of Tom, and he is also the driver and largest owner of this ship. The man named Cody is the grandson of stretcher bearer Randy, and he is also the only one among these people besides Turner.
The other one has never met his grandfather.
Even Cody's father followed his mother to Hawaii to join Turner's parents before he became an adult, and worked in that weapons store as a salesperson for a long time.
The old man named Brown was undoubtedly the one who sold the farm to Makar. When Katenka probably brought the topic to the reason why he sold the farm, the explanation given by the other party was disappointing, because the old man was just a farmer at the time.
Just to raise money to help my wife who has cancer.
It's a pity that Brown's wife did not survive in the end, and after he lost the farm, he simply came to Hawaii.
Fortunately, his son is doing pretty well and will soon graduate from Harvard Medical School.
In addition, Brown and Randy's grandson Cody both served in the Seabees when they were young, and both were frogmen who specialized in underwater demolition.
It is for this reason that after his wife passed away, Brown came to this boat at the invitation of Turner and Cody, specifically responsible for teaching people to dive.
As for the black man Dooley, even if they didn't introduce him, Wei Ran could guess that he was the grandson of the black man Will. Of course, according to the Chinese name, it would be more accurate to say that he was the grandson of Will.
Compared with the previous three, Dooley's life is pretty good. He originally ran a small music restaurant in Georgia. More than a year ago, at the invitation of several people in front of him, he left the restaurant to his son and moved alone.
He came to eat, drink, have fun and have fun with his old friends. Usually, his main responsibility was just being the cook on the ship.
In addition to confirming the identities of the four people in the chat, Wei Ran also learned that their grandfathers would gather in Hawaii from July 21st to August 12th every year to have fun. The most common thing they did was
, it’s just a bar in a bar.
Naturally, this fine tradition that the man could not refuse was also inherited by the fathers of these people, and was eventually passed on to themselves.
Of course, what was also inherited was the adapted song and the cartoon logo that was said to have been designed by Turner's grandmother, Tom's wife Laura.
But what makes Wei Ran even more dumbfounded is that he and Katenka went all the way from Texas to Hawaii to find the Ferraro weapons store, but as early as the last century, Hawaii's local gun control became more and more strict.
, and moved to Texas, where gun control is relatively more liberal.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In other words, the weapons store did not close down, it just changed its address.
At present, the gun store has been handed over to Turner's son and Cody's daughter to jointly operate it. Even the gun store's logo is exactly the same as the logo of the ship underfoot.
After hearing enough stories, drinking enough beer, and finally filling his stomach with seafood. Wei Ran took a business card from Turner with the same logo printed on it, and agreed on a time to set off early the next morning.
Then he pretended to be drunk and left the dock with Katenka's help.
When the lights on the sightseeing yacht behind him went out, Wei Ran, who had been walking in a hurry, suddenly regained consciousness and walked towards where they parked his car and said, "Book me a ticket to Kazan the day after tomorrow."
"Why didn't you say anything about the photo album just now?" Katenka asked curiously.
“No need”
Wei Ran shook his head, smiled and said something in Chinese that Katenka couldn't understand, "It's better to forget each other." Then he switched back to German and said, "Forget about the photo album. When you have time, find them just now."
The gun store in Texas that I mentioned, and then told Makar to send the things I bought there for free when he has time, and remember to find a good excuse for him."
"No problem," Katenka agreed happily, and then asked, "Are we really going to go diving on their sightseeing yacht tomorrow?"
"why are you not going?"
Wei Ran asked of course, "Of course, if you are not interested, you can help me find another translator today, and then you can do what you are interested in."
"Forget it, why don't you go?" Katenka asked, imitating the former.
