"Should I kill him?" Nineel, who was almost lame on both feet, asked in a low voice, somewhat confused, as he chased into the house.
"That's something you should consider"
As Wei Ran said, he picked up two fishing rods from the corner and handed them to the other party, "While you think about this problem clearly, why not go fishing by the river? Sasha's house doesn't have much to eat, and
She also has a little baby to take care of."
"you..."
"I will not help you kill that pilot, he is your prisoner."
Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and made a promise in advance. Then he found a small bag of oats from under the table, a glass bottle soaked in water and filled with dairy products, and a basket mixed with a large amount of soil.
Potato.
Then, he found two dry and hard big bass in the basket hanging on the wall, and found a bass weighing at least three or four kilograms in two buckets against the wall, and a bass that weighed at most.
Two kilograms of flip-belly red tail fish.
"Thanks"
Ninel said abruptly, and at the same time thrust the gravity knife that Wei Ran had returned to him not long ago into his hand again, "It's for you, this time it's a gift."
Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled and reached out to take the gravity knife, "You don't mind if I use it to kill fish, right?"
"It's already yours"
Before Niner finished speaking, he was already able to carry the fishing rod Wei Ran gave him and limped out of the room.
The stainless steel blade was thrown out with a "pop" sound. Wei Ran gently scraped the sharp edge with the pads of his fingers, but finally put it into the handle of the knife and placed it on the table.
After going out, he communicated with Sasha, who was about to finish washing clothes, and decided on the dishes for dinner. Wei Ran helped Sasha light a fire in a shed outside the house, and cooked a large pot with only coarse salt as seasoning.
of fish soup.
By the way, under Sasha's command, he used a small saw that was used as a kitchen utensil to saw the dry and hard big ribs into thin slices less than a finger wide.
After preparing an extra simple dinner, while the fish soup was still cooking for a while, Wei Ran hobbled the naked Felix up, helped him stumble into the room, and lay down on the first floor.
The only big bed.
"Did Ninel tell you about our relationship?" Felix asked weakly.
Wei Ran, who was building a simple mosquito net with umbrella cloth, followed the other person's inquiry with his hand movements, and then said in a calm tone, "I told you, you are classmates, and you are a nobleman, John Waugh.
A descendant of Wolfgang von Goethe, a descendant who wants to provide more light to Herr Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.”
"It's just a joke"
Felix reached out with difficulty to touch the blisters on his butt, "I don't think I have any blood relationship with Mr. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. It was just a joke between us. You can never take it seriously.
I'm not even a noble."
"Since you have no blood relationship with Mr. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, what happened to the lantern on your fighter jet?" Wei Ran asked while covering Felix with a parachute cloth that was about to dry.
.
"I'm worried about meeting Ninele"
Felix sighed, "He and I are best friends, and I don't want to meet him on the battlefield. I was worried about this when I was sent to Stalingrad to perform combat missions, but I
I hope I can see him. But I didn’t expect..."
"The helplessness of war is that one day we may turn our guns on our former friends as enemies."
Wei Ran sighed subconsciously, and at the same time he couldn't help but think of the hut in Finland that withstood the snowstorm, the friends in the hunter's hut and the enemies outside the door.
"Yeah..." Felix sighed and fell into silence.
"Today's dinner is fish soup and Leba. I hope you like it." After Wei Ran finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.
"Mr. Victor" Felix called to the former before he walked out of the room.
"What's wrong?" Wei Ran turned around and asked, holding on to the wall.
"Kill me," Felix said abruptly, while trying to get up unsteadily.
Hearing this, Wei Ran turned around again and said as he walked out, "Be patient, the burn is indeed very painful, but your injury is not serious."
"Kill me," Felix begged again, "saving me will only bring you trouble, and I just heard what the girl said."
"Go and talk to Nineel about these things and these requests."
Wei Ran turned around mid-sentence, limped to the table, picked up the gravity knife Nineel gave him as a gift, and shook it, "Your friend gave this in exchange for me not to kill you."
, I have accepted it, so you can only live for the time being."
After saying that, he put the gravity knife into his pocket, turned around again, supported the wall and walked out step by step.
When Nineel limped back happily carrying a not-so-large perch, four wooden bowls filled with fish soup and a plate were already placed on the only table in the room.
Wei Ran found a way to steam the big Lieba.
In addition, there was a bottle of goat's milk specially prepared for Little Neva, and some food for the dog.
He guided Sasha, who was holding the child in his arms, to sit down at the table. Felix, who was only wearing an umbrella cloth around his waist, also stood at the table. He didn't dare to sit down now, otherwise he would have to break his buttocks.
Blood blisters are not allowed.
"Victor, are you married?" Ninel, who was sitting opposite Felix, asked while dipping the thick fish soup with the re-softened big ribs.
"No"
Wei Ran responded to the topic tacitly, and then asked the same topic to Felix, who could only stand while eating, "What about you?"
"I?"
Felix paused, "I'm married. My wife is a music teacher. Her name is Melanie. We have a child, who is a cute little boy like Neva. He is six years old this year."
"Is your wife also a lantern?" Nineel asked, but he couldn't help but smile.
"What does lantern mean?"
Sara, who was feeding little Neva with a bottle, asked curiously. Then, she put down the bottle, picked up a small piece of soft fish meat with her hand and carefully stuffed it into Neva's mouth.
"Noble means," Wei Ran explained helpfully, "just like Miss Nightingale holding a lamp."
"She is not noble at all." Felix smiled, "She is a Jew from the countryside."
After saying that, Felix didn't wait for the others to continue the topic, and then asked the question to Nineel, "What about you? Nineel? You're not married yet, are you?"
"Of course I'm married"
Niner lowered his head and took a hard bite of the fish soup filled with big Leba, "My wife's name is Anrina, she is from Stalingrad, she is a telegraph operator at the post office. We also have an eight-year-old daughter.
Year-old daughter."
"Are they okay?" Sasha asked with concern, "Have they escaped from the city?"
"Click"
Although the room was a little dim without electric lights, Wei Ran could still clearly see the two lines of tears falling from Nineel's elevation, and finally hitting the bumpy table.
"Nineel, they..." Felix put down the food in his hand in a panic.
"They are dead"
Ninel rubbed his face vigorously, and finally buried his face in his arms. He said with a trembling tone, "I died half a month ago in the bombing of the post office. I...I didn't even
Find their bodies..."
Hearing this, Felix, who had been standing all the time, seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and slumped down on the chair that he had stepped on, his eyes looking blankly at his own hands and face.
, and also showed a strong look of panic and regret.
well...
Wei Ran sighed silently, feeling that the originally delicious fish soup had become extremely bitter and difficult to swallow.
