Chapter 758 The German nobleman whose head is wet with urine
In the early morning, continuous snowfall enveloped the Golonid Island surrounded by the Volga River. As the thick wooden door opened, the dog Beria rushed out, fluttering the snow and ran towards a star not far away.
White birch.
Behind it, three big-eared foxes wearing floral cotton-padded jackets were leaning against the door frame like arhats, looking warily at the snowy scene outside.
It didn't take long at all before the big-eared fox belonging to Mr. Nicholas lost his curiosity, turned around, walked to the fireplace, stretched his body and lay down on the thick reindeer skin blanket.
It wasn't until Beria ran back with a bang after urinating and defecating that the other two big-eared foxes followed happily and walked to the fireplace step by step.
At the same time, Wei Ran, who was the first to get up, also helped close the door and continued busy adding firewood to the fireplace.
Today is the last day of the year. According to Russian tradition, there are too many things to do on this day. So early in the morning, the aunt and the professor greeted all the young people.
Even the old nunla got up early, obviously ready to help with the decoration.
"Thank you Alexey for giving me such a New Year gift"
At the breakfast table, my aunt took a cup of warm soy milk and pretended to thank the professor sitting opposite, and then said, "I would also like to thank him and Victor for cleaning the house so clean in advance. Otherwise, today everyone would
My first job was to clean the house.”
Amid the chuckles of the girls, Zhou Shujin put down her cup and continued, "After breakfast, we will prepare for the New Year. The most important of these must be the New Year's dinner and the New Year tree."
"Victor and I will go chop down the trees."
Professor Alexey first said, "There is a pine forest on the other side of the birch forest next to it, and you can definitely find fir trees in it."
“It’s enough to cut down trees alone.”
The aunt said with a smile, "We brought a slaughtered sheep and various meats as you requested yesterday, so you have to stay and help chop the meat. Suisui, you also help prepare dinner, Lola and your sister
Responsible for decorating the New Year tree, lanterns, cards..."
"Zhou, what about me?" Mr. Nicholas put down the soy milk he had finished drinking, "I can do something."
"How about baking bread?" My aunt was prepared and left a task that was not tiring but not easy either to Nicola. "I seem to have never succeeded in baking bread."
"I'm afraid I need some sawdust in my toast recipe."
Mr. Nicholas made a little joke, "In short, leave this job to me! I can roast the goose together. Also, how about asking the two girls to help me?"
"We are very willing!" Sister Katenka agreed in unison without even thinking about it.
"In that case, let's start taking action after dinner!" After Zhou Shujin finished speaking, she picked up the meat buns coated with caviar and took a bite.
After breakfast, Wei Ran picked up a hand saw and left the warm room with Beria, who was acting as a guard, and walked quietly towards the birch forest not far away.
"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains and Winds"
Seeing that the green smoke in the chimney of the house behind him had been completely obscured by the birch forest, Wei Ran immediately took out the half-track motorcycle from the metal book under Beria's surprised look, who was also familiar with the road.
Jumped into the back seat.
Amidst the low roar of the engine, Wei Ran drove his half-track motorcycle back and forth through the forest, just to find a qualified fir tree.
This thing is also called a fir tree. In this particular festival, it may also be called a New Year tree. The only difference is whether it grows in a cold forest or is cut down and hung in the room.
Just planting ornaments.
Not only that, it is said that the Slavs actually attach much more importance to the New Year tree than European and American countries. The latter may remove it after Christmas or at most the New Year, but in Slavic families, "a decorated tree"
The New Year fir tree may be put up until Labor Day." This sentence is almost a well-known holiday joke.
Correspondingly, the requirements for New Year trees are also much higher. They are too tall, too short, or even not plump or symmetrical enough. These are all just a slim chance for these fir trees to survive the New Year.
After some choosing and choosing, Wei Ran finally parked the car next to a fir tree that seemed to be almost as tall as a person. The dog Beria who had come with him jumped out the moment he also parked the car.
After clearing away the excess branches at the roots, Wei Ran kicked the trunk hard and immediately dodged away. He waited until the snow on the crown of the tree slid rustlingly and raised a cloud of smoke, then he got closer again and aimed.
The tree trunk with a thick wrist began to pull the saw back and forth repeatedly.
As the sawdust rustled down, the dog Beria, who was watching and studying on the side, shaved his head and looked at his paws. He soon lost interest. He shook his head and swayed his tail to find the most pleasing tree around, and took the trouble to lift it up again and again.
A hind leg is patiently marking the territory that already belongs to it, or it is holding its thick claws upside down, trying to dig something out of the snow.
While everyone was busy in their own way, as Wei Ran put his foot on the tree trunk, the New Year's fir tree also hit the snow with a crash, which also scared the dog who was concentrating on plowing the snow.
Jump.
"Beria, let's go!"
Wei Ran tied the felled fir tree to the back of the car and said hello, but he didn't expect that the dog, which was less than five or six meters away, did not run back.
Something peed.
"Beria! Come back quickly!"
Wei Ran quickly shouted again, saying that this dog is really good at everything. The only shortcomings are that he eats a lot, and the other is that he has to pee on everything he catches.
It made him a little helpless.
Waving dead branches to drive away the dog Beria, Wei Ran frowned when he saw the urine-stained object.
Although not much of this thing was exposed to the ground, he could still recognize it. It should be a tail section, or to be more precise, it was the tail section of an ME-109 fighter jet!
"Why are you here?"
Wei Ran muttered to himself, looked around, took out the engineer shovel from the metal book, and dug down around the tail of the aircraft.
Soon, he saw the tail landing gear that was still intact. He also saw a Russian epitaph engraved on the horizontal tail of the plane pointing diagonally towards the sky: "Here is buried a worthy person."
A respected opponent is also an enemy that must be shot down."
He muttered the epitaph on it, and then used the engineer shovel in his hand to scrape the horizontal tail on the other side. Then he discovered that there was a name engraved in German on it - Felix.
·Von Goethe
"Young! Still a noble!"
Wei Ran glanced at the urine stain on the vertical tail that was about to freeze and the swastika that was faintly visible under the urine stain. After all, he put away the engineer shovel, called the dog over, and flicked it hard on the head.
Bu Zhong's brain collapsed, which was considered an apology to this sky noble.
Just from the epitaph, one can roughly guess that this nobleman was probably a pilot. If he was also the owner of the two flight medals in his pocket, the person who buried him might be the person who shot him down.
Wei Ran, who didn't have any divergent thinking and thought more along this line of thought. He just wanted to spend the holidays with his family, greeted the dog and jumped on the half-track motorcycle, turned the throttle and drove back along the track mark when he came, and by the way, he also tied on the half-track motorcycle.
The fir tree at the rear of the car swept away the traces of the tracks.
When he collected the half-track motorcycle, tied the pulled back fir tree with the traction rope, and walked out of the birch forest while cheering for the hard-working dog, the main building of the Hongqi Forest Farm far outside Kazan City
In the lobby on the first floor, many middle-aged people led by Culp and Daria also fixed a New Year's fir tree over two meters high on the marble floor and added numerous decorations to it.
Also celebrating the arrival of the New Year is the Aurora Tavern in the polar town of Tula. Girls wearing half-face masks also erected a New Year fir tree with colored lights in the center of the tavern, which is no longer open to the public.
On the second floor of the open tavern, Boss Yin Wan personally took a few children and erected a smaller New Year fir tree, and piled gifts under the tree. By the way, he also placed the long dining table in advance.
Hearty meals and various desserts from Europe were served.
As night falls gradually over the Slavic land from east to west, "The Trick of Destiny", which is replayed on Soviet and even Russian television almost every New Year, once again pokes fun at the monotonous housing in the Soviet era.
, also presents a love drama that is full of mistakes.
When plates of traditional Slavic dishes or Chinese dishes that everyone likes to eat are placed on the long table with the aroma of logs, Mr. Nikolai, with the help of the Katenka sisters, puts the freshly baked white rice on the table.
The bread was cut into slices and served to the table.
"I also prepared caviar. How can a New Year's dinner be without white bread, butter and caviar?"
As Mr. Nicholas spoke, he took out a backpack from the room, took out boxes of caviar and distributed them to everyone.
Amid everyone's laughter, the lively dinner came to an end with the Kremlin bells ringing on TV. Suisui also lit a scented candle in the center of the dining table, inviting everyone to join them.
Each of them lit a small piece of paper with their own wishes written on it, and before it burned their fingers, they threw it into the plate that had been set out in advance.
"This seems to be our first Soviet...Russian...um...Slavic New Year!" Anfia finally found a suitable adjective after changing several names in succession.
"It won't be the last one."
Anfisa waited until the note with her wishes was completely burned out, then turned her head and responded in a low voice, and her eyes couldn't help but shift to the red five-pointed star on the top of the New Year's fir tree.
