At the edge of the forest, Wei Ran tied the last bottle to a tree. After hesitating for a moment, he finally suppressed his curiosity and did not ask in detail what the content of the assessment was.
Ivan also had no intention of explaining in detail, so he took Wei Ran for a walk deep into the birch forest, and then picked several plastic bottles filled with birch sap from the waistlines of several birch trees and handed them to Wei Ran.
Then he unplugged the stainless steel tube and put it into the can bottle, and then randomly pushed out some branches to carefully block the small holes in the trunk that were still dripping sap.
"Ivan, you are so kind to your daughter." Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh as he followed the other person back.
"You still need to tell me?"
Ivan snorted, and after a moment of silence, he continued, "You will know when you have children later. For a father, it is not difficult to blow the earth in half for the sake of his children."
“I don’t know how many big Ivans are needed to use it”
Ivan obviously understood Wei Ran's teasing, and he couldn't help but smile a little on his face that was full of vicissitudes of life.
As he got closer to the house, Wei Ran also heard the cheerful music coming from the room where he was staying temporarily on the second floor.
"That's Olga playing the piano." Ivan stopped and introduced with a smile and pride on his face, "This piece of music is..."
"Waltz of Flowers..."
Wei Ran, who also stopped, almost muttered to himself the answer that the other party was about to say, but his mind couldn't help but think of the man in the ruins of Stalingrad, sitting among the crumbling ruins with a missing leg.
The old man playing the same piece of music on the stool. Then he couldn't help but think of the pieces of the blue blanket that was like a knot in the heart when it exploded.
Ivan turned his head and glanced at Wei Ran, then raised his eyebrows inadvertently, but said nothing more, let alone continued to move forward.
After a long time, the song coming from the window on the second floor finally changed to another one. Wei Ran cleared his throat and praised slightly hoarsely, "Olija plays the piano very well."
"Go back." Ivan said nothing and led Wei Ran into the yard.
Compared to Olga who is playing the piano on the second floor, Olena, who is slightly shorter, is helping her mother Yana bake bread at this time. She just looks at the dough that is about to be sent into the oven.
You can tell by her eyes, nose, and mouth that this girl is totally causing trouble.
Perhaps it was because of the non-stop music upstairs. After Ivan put all the birch sap in the refrigerator, he rarely turned on the TV like he had done the previous few days. Instead, he made himself a pot of coffee and sat down.
Opposite Wei Ran, there was a group of people chatting about the so-called "fisherman life experience project" and what the Chinese people have on their dining tables.
When the setting sun was completely blocked by the treetops of the birch forest, meals that were much richer than the previous few days were served to the table one by one.
Wei Ran, who watched Ivan's family of four finishing their dinner, and occasionally responded to a few questions from the two girls opposite, returned to their temporary room early after Yana and her daughters cleared the table.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning, a familiar knock on the door woke Wei Ran up. When the door opened, Ivan, who was wearing pajamas, stuffed a lunch box and a thermos into his arms, then simply turned around and got into his own room.
Room.
Although Ivan was not following him today, at least he had become familiar with the work process in the past few days. He carefully drove the fishing boat away from the dock in the dark, and Wei Ran steered the steering wheel in the direction guided by the two old guys.
On the shore behind the fishing boat, on the first floor of the wooden house, Ivan was hiding behind the window, holding up a telescope and silently watching the increasingly blurry silhouette of the boat on the lake.
"She found a good student," Ivan murmured.
"It's a pity that he is a foreigner." There was a trace of regret in Yana's voice while lying on the bed.
"Huh..." Ivan threw the telescope into the drawer of the bedside table, "How can there be any natives in this world?"
"I don't know what they are going to do..." Yana's tone contained a hint of confusion and worry.
"No matter what they do"
Ivan closed the curtains and lay on the bed again, "The weather forecast says there will be a light rain today, and there may be a lot of mushrooms growing in the forest tomorrow. Let's go pick mushrooms then. Victor is here, so we can let him
Help us carry the basket."
"You really know how to summon that young man," Yana teased while suppressing a smile.
Ivan also smiled and said, "If he is not willing to do such a small thing, he is not worthy of being her student."
"That's true." Yana yawned, "Just keep sleeping. Maybe after dawn you will have a headache repairing the ship or repairing the docks in the city."
"With those two old guys here, there shouldn't be any accidents." Although Ivan said this, there was no trace of worry in his tone.
Hearing this, Yana smiled, closed her eyes and said nothing more. After a while, Ivan also started snoring.
At the same time, Wei Ran also noticed the tiny raindrops hitting the windshield of the cockpit. The two old guys outside the cockpit also immediately got into the cabin and each put on an old-fashioned raincoat.
I have to admit that without Ivan's following, Wei Ran did make a lot of mistakes in using sonar to chase fish. However, perhaps because novices generally have good luck, they accidentally hit the stern of the boat.
The two old guys on the deck pulled up two large nets full of more valuable whitefish.
"Victor, drive to the city quickly!"
The old guy in the baseball cap shouted happily at the top of his voice, "These whitefish are much more valuable than spring fish, and they are easier to sell."
"Do we need to search more?" Wei Ran, who had been staring at the sonar, responded loudly.
"No need." The bearded old guy leaned his upper body into the cockpit, "Hurry up, we still have delivery work today."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Stand firm," Wei Ran responded, and immediately pushed the accelerator and started accelerating.
We rushed all the way to the pier next to the fish market, and weiran also reduced our speed to the minimum. This time is exactly the busiest time of the day at the pier. All kinds of fishing boats, large and small, are simply better than the earlier train from Niu Ui Country.
It was still chaotic, and the two old men who were already drinking fresh whitefish sashimi clearly had no intention of helping, which forced him, a novice captain without a driving license, to be doubly cautious.
After successfully avoiding the ramming fishing boats, Wei Ran stopped at the busy pier. It wasn't until the old guy in the baseball cap tightened the cable that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, as the two old guys said, when they brought the caught whitefish to the market on a small cart, they were all sold within an hour.
Rarely having enough time, the two old guys left the job of guarding the fishing boat to Wei Ran without any psychological pressure, and then called for a tanker to refuel the fishing boat.
Without even waiting for the refueling work to end, these two old guys disappeared. Naturally, the work of refueling and paying the bill was left to Wei Ran, who was gritting his teeth but helpless.
Almost less than ten minutes after he paid off the gas bill, which amounted to tens of thousands of rubles, another freight truck drove to the dock. What made him laugh and cry was that after the two old guys jumped out of the cab of the truck, they actually jumped out of the truck.
Two cows and several goats were taken out of the box.
A group of people spent a lot of effort to put these ancestors on the fishing boat, but it didn't end there. A truck that came after them once again brought some building materials such as colored steel tiles.
"What's going on?" Wei Ran seized the opportunity and asked.
"What's going on? Of course I'm making some freight. Come here and help." The bearded old guy was obviously too lazy to explain in detail. He asked Wei Ran to move all the construction materials to the bow and fix them, and then immediately asked him to start driving immediately.
Boat.
Driving away from the pier in fear, Wei Ran drove back to the small fishing village under the command of Big Beard. After the building materials were unloaded and several thousand rubles were collected for shipping, he immediately drove to the other side of the lake.
Another village.
For a whole morning and half of the afternoon, Weiran almost never rested for a moment, from building materials to livestock, from rice, flour, grain and oil to clothes and shoes, to a heavy crate that didn’t know what it contained, and even a box that needed to be transferred.
Hospitalized patients in the city and some construction workers who didn't know where they came from.
This dilapidated fishing boat and the two old guys in charge of soliciting customers all adhere to the simple concept that as long as you pay, you can get on the boat, and as long as you get on the boat, it will be delivered to the destination. Time and time again, one transaction after another
Earn shipping fees ranging from a few hundred to ten thousand rubles.
He was busy until it got dark in the afternoon. After finally delivering the last few brand-new motorcycles that needed to be transported to a lakeside town, Weiran breathed a sigh of relief. He took advantage of the fact that no one was standing on the deck and looked at the blue lake.
A yellow parabola appeared.
"Are you exhausted?" The bearded man waited for Wei Ran to put on his belt and immediately handed him a cup of warm coffee.
"It's really not easy," Wei Ran replied as he took the coffee.
"It's so busy every Saturday, and it's been like this for more than ten years." Big Beard said with a smile, "We have customers in many villages and towns around Lake Onega."
"It sounds like it's more profitable than fishing," Wei Ran sat down and agreed.
"It is indeed more profitable than fishing, but it is also more difficult."
The old guy wearing a baseball cap sat down and explained, "Our boat is fast enough, has enough cargo, and the freight is cheaper. And as long as it's not windy, it's easier to travel on the lake than on land."
"What about winter?" Wei Ran asked curiously, "What should we do in winter?"
"Of course we have a rest in the winter. This is a fishing boat after all, not a snowmobile, right?"
The bearded man made a joke, stood up and said, "You have worked hard today, have a good rest, I will sail the boat when you get back."
"I'll do it." Wei Ran quickly drank up the remaining coffee in the cup and ran into the cockpit first.
Although he was tired from this day's busy boating work, because Ivan was not around, his boating skills had obviously improved. At least when he docked at the dock in the city, he was not as nervous and cautious as before.
The journey back to the small fishing village went smoothly. When the boat docked at the pier, the wooden house a hundred meters away had already turned on its lights. But Ivan, who had not been seen all day, was already on the pier.
I have been waiting eagerly for a long time.
In order to commemorate this day in 1966, the hydrogen bomb accidentally lost by Silas was discovered near the coast of Spain, so I won’t update it today.
May world peace,
May the fool be beautiful and peaceful,
May the little devil and the little Xiba achieve nuclear peace together.
