"You want to buy everything in the attic?" In the living room on the first floor of the holiday villa, Isaiah Popov looked at the gray-faced Wei Ran and the three people with interest.
"It's useless for you to keep those things, right?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"It's really useless," Isai thought for a while, "but I don't plan to sell them."
"Why?" Suisui asked subconsciously.
Hearing this, Isai hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I sold those ashes in exchange for a sum of money, but I wanted to know more about the cause of my father's death. I believe there must be relevant clues in those things.
It’s just that I didn’t find it.”
"Yisai, maybe he can help you." Ji Ma patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and said, "He is a historian."
"Historians who can make money"
Suisui added helpfully on the side, with a slightly proud tone, as if historians who can make money are very powerful historians.
Before Wei Ran could correct this abnormal judgment standard, Ji Ma nodded subconsciously, "He is indeed a relatively profitable historian. In short, he can definitely help you."
Looking at Wei Ran who looked helpless, Yisai smiled and shook his head, "I won't bother you young people to help with this matter. Just keep putting the things upstairs here. Okay, you have a
Spend an hour wandering around here.
If you really want to help me do something, just clean this house. In an hour, we can go back just in time for dinner."
Before he finished speaking, Isai had already stood up from the rocking chair, slowly took off a Baikal brand shotgun from the wall behind him, took out a box of bullets from the desk drawer against the wall, put it into his pocket, and finally carried it
Climbed the ladder to the attic and left the room.
A moment later, gunshots and the distinctive buzz of a metal target being hit rang out from the open space behind the holiday villa.
The three people still in the room looked at each other, and in the end they could only spread their hands. In any case, they were here just to satisfy their curiosity.
If the other party doesn't want to sell those things, they can't steal them by force. What's the difference between that and what those bastards in the ashes did before they were alive?
Of course, they couldn't take away the ashes they wanted to take away, so they naturally chose to forget the cleaning work arranged by Isai.
When the three of them left the room, Maya, who was fishing by the lake, waved to them.
"What's wrong?" Jima immediately trotted over and asked eagerly while spraying Maya with DEET.
"Look over there." Maya pointed to the opposite side of the lake. "There seems to be a tombstone there, right next to the sunflowers."
tombstone?
Everyone looked in the direction of Maya's finger, and sure enough, in an open space opposite the lake, a large patch of sunflowers grew lushly, and the edge of the patch of sunflowers was unusually smooth, as if it had been cut with a knife, making it appear even.
That tombstone is particularly conspicuous.
Putting down the fishing rod in his hand, Wei Ran was the first to run around the not-so-big lake to the opposite side. Seeing this, Suisui immediately chased after him.
"Shall we go and have a look too?" Jima asked Maya.
"I'm not interested." Maya swung the shot again as she spoke, "Stay away from me."
Jima shrugged upon hearing this, and took a few steps aside honestly. He casually hung some grass leaves on the hook and threw it into the calm lake. However, most of his attention was on
He looked at Maya's side face, and at most he occasionally glanced in the direction of Wei Ran and the other two.
After walking along the edge of the lakeshore for more than ten minutes, Wei Ran finally stopped at the edge of the tombstone.
This field of sunflowers is obviously in a semi-wild state without being cared for. Some of the flower plates that are as big as the bottom of a basin still have petals left, while some have only full melon seeds left. Some even have small animals visiting them.
There are traces of it, and there are also some Jerusalem artichokes that are still blooming.
Not only that, around the tombstone on the edge, there is a large area of chamomile growing that is about to enter the next cycle of life.
"Could it be Isai's parents who are buried here?" Suisui asked in a lowered voice. At the same time, she picked a Jerusalem artichoke flower and placed it in front of the tombstone as a token of appreciation.
"It should be"
Wei Ran nodded absently, but in fact all his attention was attracted by the inconspicuous letter "K" on the corner of the tombstone.
He remembered very clearly that in addition to the name "Karenina" on the tombstone of Old Katenka on the Tula River, there was also such an inconspicuous letter "K" on the edge.
But apart from a mottled letter "K", there is no name on this tombstone. Instead, it is just a vague carving of two horses rubbing their ears and temples together.
Another person who doesn't even have a name...
Wei Ran sighed secretly, took Suisui's hand and strolled back to the door of the holiday villa.
Yisai, who had already returned with a shotgun, obviously saw Wei Ran and Suisui walking back from across the lake, but he did not give any explanation. He just greeted everyone enthusiastically as always to help him move the not-so-big villa.
After a brief cleaning, they were allowed to get in the car and return to their home on the edge of the city.
Under the warm hospitality of Isai, his son and daughter-in-law, everyone enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. Then they declined the invitation to stay overnight and took a taxi to the hotel they had booked in advance in the center of the city.
"This trip was in vain"
Suisui, who had been complaining on the way, threw herself on the hotel bed. Although she heard the story as she wished, the plot of the story was too simple and general, and it felt like she had heard it but not listened.
"At least you know what that tombstone is about," Wei Ran comforted with a smile.
"So it's just a background prop for taking pictures?" Wei Ran didn't say it, but it was okay. When he said it, Suisui became more and more disappointed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "There were many Japs sent to Siberia back then. Maybe we can dig out a nest somewhere in the future."
Wei Ran paused and said very seriously, "But forget it this time, there is no need to get involved with Soviet spies because of a few devils."
"makes sense"
Suisui turned over, stood up lively and said, "I'll be busy after I go back tomorrow. Let's go shopping in the shopping mall we just passed before it gets dark. Maybe we can buy a lot of Kazan here.
Chinese products you can’t buy.”
"Just listen to my advice." Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief and happily followed Suisui out of the hotel.
After spending a day wandering around Khabarovsk, the four of them boarded the flight back to Kazan the next morning.
Although it took three or four days to go back and forth, when they returned to the shore of Kaban Lake, more than half of the roof of the workshop they bought had been removed. According to this progress, it might take at most another week to
Once all the work is done it is time to start the renovation.
Giving the task of supervising the construction to Suisui, Weiran and Jima boarded the flight to Kirov together.
Although it had been a while since they had been here, when the two of them walked out of the airport, they each thought of what happened here.
"I don't know what's going on with that old guy's health now," Jima muttered to himself, "He must not know that I put the money in his drawer."
However, before Wei Ran could respond, his cell phone rang.
"It's Mr. Nicholas' call," Wei Ran said in surprise, and then pressed the answer button.
"I'll go find the car Gorman left for us first," Jima responded hastily, and walked into the parking lot knowingly.
"Have you arrived in Kirov?" Nikolai on the other end of the phone asked slowly.
"Just landed," Wei Ran responded respectfully and honestly.
"See it?" Nicholas asked with interest.
"Yes," Wei Ran replied immediately. He naturally knew that the person he was asking about was Isay Popov, who lives in Khabarovsk.
"If you want to see cherry blossoms in the future, you can ask her for help."
Nicholas deliberately used a female pronoun, and then reminded him, "As long as you know this matter yourself."
"I understand, thank you." Wei Ran raised his eyebrows while thanking him. He didn't expect that there was such a benefit.
"Nothing." Nicholas on the phone smiled, changed the subject and asked, "I heard Dalia said that you bought the abandoned factory next to her house?"
"It cost a lot of money." Wei Ran paused and truthfully informed the other party of his plan.
“Good idea”
Nicholas praised angrily, "After you renovate the place, I will give you a gift."
After saying that, the old man simply hung up the phone without waiting for Wei Ran's response. While Wei Ran put his phone in his pocket, Jima also drove a slightly older car and parked in front of him.
beside.
"Should we meet up with Gorman first, or should we go see veteran Leva first?" Jima asked while Wei Ran was loading their suitcases into the trunk.
"Let's go find veteran Leva first."
Wei Ran got into the passenger seat as he spoke, "Give him the gift you brought first and see how he is doing."
"I hope he can recognize me. I don't even remember what I did to my face."
While Wei Ran was talking, he picked up a Countess Ikon camera that Ji Ma had just put down. This camera was bought from the one-armed veteran Leva's shop when he came here last time, but later
The bastard Ji Ma took over.
Now that such a long time has passed, although there is no scratch on the appearance of this camera, the shutter has been damaged by Ji Ma. Now that I took it out, I just asked him to help repair the shutter of this camera as a way to visit again.
Excuse.
"I only remember that you dyed your hair light blonde," Jima said uncertainly.
"Now I can only hope he recognizes the camera."
Wei Ran looked at the camera over and over again, and finally gave up the plan of redisguising his face according to the appearance in his memory. After all, this time he went to ask the other party for advice, so
There still needs to be some respect.
As the two chatted, the car finally stopped in front of the old camera store.
Pushing open the ajar glass door, when Wei Ran and the two walked in, they happened to see a little girl, who was at most seven or eight years old, standing behind an old wooden box-style camera, preparing to give it to the man standing at the counter.
Veteran Leva takes photos.
However, at this time, Leva was not only wearing two scary and weird purple eye shadows, but also had a pair of twisted pigtails on the hair on his head, but his mouth was also full of coquettishness.
He held a pink rose in his mouth that he didn't know where he got it from.
"Bang!"
Accompanied by the bright light from the old-fashioned magnesium powder flashlight, the little girl also covered her ears while laughing.
Obviously, veteran Leva, who was blinded by the flash of light, did not see Wei Ran and Jima who were stunned at the door of the store, nor did he notice that the two cheaters raised their mobile phones in unison and took a clear picture of his appearance at this time.
After finishing it, Wei Ran even sent it to Teacher Dalia.
"Grandpa, someone is coming."
While the little girl was talking, she had already jumped up and down to Leva's side and said with a hint of showoff, "Did they even take pictures of you?"
"What?"
Leva rubbed his eyes with his only left hand. After he came to his senses, he immediately spat out the roses in his mouth, picked up the rag on the counter and wiped his face randomly.
"Mr. Leva is much younger and more beautiful than the last time we met," Wei Ran teased in a mockingly familiar manner.
"Have we met?"
Leva, who had smoothed his hair, looked at Wei Ran in confusion, and then noticed the Countess Ikon camera in his hand, and then he suddenly realized, "Oh! I remembered, you are the one with a camera.
Are you a young person from Tailu who is involved in double-reverse policies?”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Before Wei Ran could say anything, Leva asked doubtfully, "Why do I remember that you don't look like this?"
"it is me"
Wei Ran said with a normal expression, "I just dyed my hair last time, and I just had my wisdom teeth removed at that time, so I look a little fatter."
“Find your own place to sit”
After Leva finished speaking, he patted the little girl's head gently and said, "Yana, can you go upstairs first?"
"Um!"
The little girl who became Yana nodded vigorously, picked up the teddy bear on the counter, hugged it in her arms, passed through the door behind the counter, and ran upstairs with a bang.
"That's my little granddaughter Yana"
Leva proudly explained, "She will definitely become an excellent photographer in the future."
"She has just created her own work of art."
"An interesting grandpa" Ji Ma rarely had the brainpower to give Wei Ran a kind word.
“Thank you for your compliments”
Leva laughed and said, "Young man, are you coming to me to buy a camera or are you coming to me to buy film?"
“Buy them all”
As Wei Ran spoke, he handed the camera in his hand to the other party, "I want to repair this camera by the way. Its shutter was broken by the idiot next to me."
"Looks like I got a big deal"
Leva took the camera and looked at it, then said confidently, "It's not a big problem, it can be repaired easily."
"Excuse me," Wei Ran nodded to the other party, pointed at the wooden camera that the little girl had just used and asked, "Are you selling this camera?"
"Of course selling"
While Leva was speaking, he had already turned on the desk lamp, put on a loupe for watch repair, and said while dismantling the camera in his hand, "You can take it away for only 120,000 rubles, but it is made of wet plate.
So I suggest you consider the film machine behind your friend. Although the film it can use is more expensive, it is at least easier. Making wet plates by yourself is too time-consuming."
"One hundred and twenty thousand rubles, including your teaching me how to use this camera, right?"
Hearing this, Leva raised his head in surprise, then laughed and asked, "Young man, so you are actually here to learn from me?"
"That's true." Wei Ran nodded honestly.
"What do you want to learn?" Leva asked, lowering his head again and starting to disassemble the camera on the table, "Repair the camera or take wet plate photography?"
"Actually, I just want to get my hands on some more film cameras that I haven't used before, and I'd like to hear your opinions on how to take better photos."
"That's it?" Leva raised his head again, and a smile actually appeared on his face.
"Just...that's it"
There was a little more hesitation in Wei Ran's tone. It was because the old guy at the counter had too eager eyes. It felt like... like Mr. Gorbachev saw a bitch wandering around the forest farm, or like
Jima almost saw Maya without clothes.
"No problem! I have everything here, you can try it out!"
While speaking, Leva had already taken off the magnifying glass on his head. After walking out of the counter enthusiastically, he pointed at the camera in the display case and said, "You can use all the cameras. Of course, you have to pay for the consumables. If they are damaged,
Yes, you still have to pay the maintenance fee."
"That's it?" Wei Ran asked in surprise, "You don't need me to pay some... experience fees?"
"If you are willing to give it, of course I will not refuse it."
Leva said enthusiastically, "Not many young people like to play with these outdated things now, but they are the tools that can truly create art."
"Can I come over and learn too?" Ji Ma came up and asked.
"Did you break that countess?" Leva pointed to the camera waiting to be disassembled on the counter and asked in a particularly vigilant tone.
"I accidentally spilled the coke," Ji Ma said with a silly smile.
"It's not impossible for you to come and learn."
Leva shook his incomplete right arm, "I only have one hand, and repairing cameras is not an easy job for me. So if you break a camera, you have to buy it. Of course,
As long as you buy it, I will definitely help you repair it at cost price."
"You are really good at business." Ji Ma grinned, and instantly lost all intention of joining in the fun. It was equivalent to making three sums of money from him here and there. He did not feel that he was a fool and a rich man who was taken advantage of.
"Anyway, if you are willing to learn, come over here tomorrow morning."
Leva thought for a moment and added, "Of course, if it's convenient, it's best to drive a van over."
"We will come as soon as possible"
Wei Ran winked at Jima as he spoke, and the two of them said goodbye to Leva, got into the car and slowly left the camera store.
"Where to go next?" Wei Ran waited until the camera store completely disappeared in the rearview mirror, then asked.
"Go meet Gorman"
Jima pointed to the mobile phone that was navigating, "When Mr. Nicholas called you, he contacted me and asked us to go there today. There is still more than a week before I go to class. Vic
Duo, doesn’t that old guy miss us because he hasn’t seen us for a long time?”
"I don't think it's a good thing to be worried about him."
Wei Ran looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery outside the car window, and was already looking forward to how that old pervert Gorman would deal with Ji Ma in the next half month.
During the chat between the two, Jima finally drove the car to the entrance of the mental hospital.
"Why does this place look worse than the workshop you bought?" Jima looked at the yard next to the bridge with disgust.
"I didn't know, it's my first time here too."
Wei Ran was about to open the car door as he spoke. However, just as he was about to take one foot out of the car, he accidentally saw an acquaintance at the door of the mental hospital!
"Why is she here?!" Wei Ran took back the foot he just stepped out, and then closed the car door with a bang!
"What's wrong?" Ji Ma, who had already gotten out of the car, turned around and asked.
"nothing"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wei Ran once again looked at the woman who was singing in Italian on the lawn beside the entrance of the mental hospital, and then looked at the people sitting around her
Twenty or so children finally picked up Ji Ma's baseball cap hanging on the gear lever, put it on, and then opened the car door for the second time.
As the distance got closer, he became more and more certain that the woman kneeling on the lawn and singing loudly was really Monica from Italy!
Isn't she a sociopath?
Wei Ran muttered to himself, and then his eyes widened, because not far away from him, Tasi, a germaphobe who also came from Italy, was kneeling on the side of the road with his butt sticking out, looking out of the drain with his bare hands.
Picking up rotten leaves!
Compared to Monica who was singing, Taxi was in such a state, which was much more unusual, especially when the other party not only did not wear protective clothing, he did not even have a mask or gloves. The most exaggerated thing is that when he was doing these things,
That handsome face actually had a smile and... some ideas!
Is this really cured?
Wei Ran became more and more curious, so he quickened his pace, passed Jima who was staring at Monica, ran directly into the building, and found Gorman hiding in the office holding a computer and watching American TV series.
"Coming so soon?" Gorman buttoned up his laptop as usual, "Where's that bastard Jima?"
"I'm drooling looking at Monica's breasts and thighs outside."
Wei Ran sat down on the chair, "Gorman, why are they here?"
"The patient that Anna picked up"
Gorman said nonchalantly, "What, you know them two?"
"Of course we know each other." Wei Ran looked out the window again and asked in amazement, "Have they recovered from their illness?"
"They are not sick at all"
"Are you not sick?" I didn't understand what the other party was talking about for a while.
"Of course I'm not sick"
Gorman spread his hands, "Of course, I have to admit that Monica sings really well, and Tassie is also very serious about her job as a cleaner."
"how did you do that?"
Wei Ran waved his hand after speaking, "We'll talk about this later, why are you back here again? Don't want your job in the studio?"
"Originally, I just took advantage of you being fired and Jima went to Egypt to film, so I came back to take a vacation."
Gorman pointed out the window and said without reservation, "Later, Anna said that she met two very interesting patients with mental illness, and the relatives of these two patients were fairly successful. So my
The vacation has been extended.”
"But you just said that the two of them..."
"The two of them are really not sick."
Gorman said angrily, "But just when I was about to send them two away, a warm-hearted idiot sent a group of children with real psychological trauma from Africa all the way. So my vacation had to be repeated again.
Just extend it for a while.”
"Um...could you be talking about me?"
"Could it be the distinguished Mr. Gorbachev?"
Gorman pointed to the children surrounding Monica outside the window, sighed and said, "There are 23 children in total. The eldest just celebrated her 17th birthday, but she has already given birth to two children, and even these two
The father of the child is not the same person."
"So many?" Wei Ran's brows couldn't help but jump.
"The 10 oldest ones are all mothers, and the rest are their children."
Gorman lowered his voice slightly, "These ten girls are basically from the United States, Canada, the United Kingdom and France, but asking their nationality is the current limit.
The longest one of them has been in the orphanage for five years, and the fear they have developed over a long period of time prevents these poor girls from telling any information about their families."
"What should we do next?" Wei Ran asked in a pale tone. When he asked Teacher Anna for help, it was just because of his bottom line as a human being, but he never thought about the subsequent problems.
"Let them live here for a while first."
Gorman glanced out the window at Ji Ma, who was already waving to him, and sighed almost mumbling to himself, "We have enough experience and patience in raising orphans."
