During the three days of the ceremony, Xia Shushi and Er Er were like conscientious tour guides, taking Wei Ran and others around for a good tour.
Of course, if the description is more accurate, it would be better to say that Wei Ran and Suisui, who had already been here, as well as Xia Shushi and Er Er, took the Katenka sisters and Lola to taste various local specialties for three days.
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In contrast, the owner of the B&B and inn where they stayed was ignored. Xia Shushi and Er Er, who left early every morning and returned late every day, seemed to have forgotten their original intention of coming here and never mentioned it at the behest of Wei Ran.
The thing about buying that helmet.
The balding boss was able to keep his composure. After receiving a false test report on paint provided by Nisei, he acted as if nothing had happened and stopped mentioning the sale of helmets. Of course, this shrewd boss
The boss also seemed to have forgotten and never mentioned refunding the previous visit fee.
As the fourth day arrived, Wei Ran and others followed Xia Shushi to check out and take a flight to Yecheng, leaving only the second generation to deal with the owner of the B&B.
As for Wei Ran, he was not in a hurry either. After all, although the Second Emperor had entertained them well these past few days, neither party had mentioned the reward for the investigation.
On the other hand, the prestige of Yeren Mountain also kept him awake enough, and he would never plunge into it as soon as his head got hot like he did before in Teng County and Baiyangdian.
Similarly, even Xia Shushi maintained an unspeakable tacit understanding and did not mention anything about the helmet or the piece of information hidden in the bullet during the whole process.
It was obvious that he and II were going to check it out themselves first, and judging from their looks, they seemed very confident that they could find something.
After chatting all the way, the plane landed at Yecheng Airport on time. Under the leadership of Xia Shushi, everyone took the intercity high-speed train and arrived at Zibei in less than half an hour.
At the gate of the high-speed rail station, Xia Shushi made a phone call and found a domestically produced 7-seater SUV with a local license plate, as well as the car key hidden in the gap in the wheel hub.
"This is my local friend's car," Xia Shushi said after greeting everyone in the car, "I will take you to his house to eat coconut chicken tomorrow."
"It seems you come here often?" Wei Ran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked with a smile.
"My grandpa comes here to spend the winter every year."
Xia Shushi explained as he drove out of the parking lot, "Basically, I sent him here. When the weather gets hot here and the weather gets warm at home, I come over and take the old man back. And I'm basically here during the Chinese New Year."
Here, we only take the old man back to spend the summer and autumn every year when it gets warm over there."
"No wonder"
Wei Ran nodded and said nothing, letting Xia Shushi lead them to find a hotel to settle down, and then took a car to a residential area that looked ordinary on the outside.
To Wei Ran's expectation, when they followed Xia Shushi into the house, they found that it was just a two-bedroom apartment that had been kept extremely clean. It was not a big living room, and it was also not big but full of plants.
Balcony with flowers.
Through the half-open door, Wei Ran and others could even see that one of the bedrooms had a bunk bed with a double bed underneath and a single bed above.
This small home, which can be described as cramped, is completely different from the old villa that Wei Ran saw in Bincheng.
"This is the house my parents bought a few years ago for the convenience of their work."
Xia Shushi raised his head and glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, "At this time, my grandfather should have been taken by the nanny for a walk on the beach."
"Can this house accommodate so many of you?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask. Not to mention the bedroom, just the living room seemed a bit crowded with just a few of them squeezed in.
“Decent stay”
Xia Shushi explained while busy pouring water for everyone, "My grandfather and I sleep in the same room, and my parents sleep in the same room. The nanny is from this community. She doesn't sleep here at night, and my parents don't come back every day."
, they are busy."
"How about we go find the old man now?" Wei Ran asked as he took the water glass.
"That's what I think, please wait a moment."
Xia Shushi said, already pulling his suitcase into the room with bunks, then took out a wooden box from the bedside cabinet, and then took down the bugle hanging on the bedside and put it away.
Into the box.
When he came out of the bedroom holding the wooden box, Wei Ran and others also put down their cups.
"The rest is up to you."
Xia Shushi handed the wooden box to Wei Ran with confidence, and at the same time said with regret, "The old man's memory has obviously improved a lot some time ago. In the past few days, I heard from my mother that he is a little confused again."
ahzww.
Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't say anything, so he could only hug the wooden box tightly, and together with Suisui and others who had followed him, he followed Xia Shushi out of the room and left the community on foot, walking quietly towards the distance.
The coastline is not too far away.
Far away, Wei Ran saw Mr. Xia Chuan sitting on a bench by the roadside. In his hand, he was holding a green coconut with a straw inserted. Beside him, there was a watcher.
A woman in her forties or fifties was playing Mr. Shan Tianfang's storytelling on her mobile phone.
Seeing that Mr. Xia Chuan was listening with rapt attention, Wei Ran turned around and said to Suisui who was following him, "It's a rare trip. You guys go to the beach to play first. I'll wait here until the old man has finished listening."
Hearing this, Suisui nodded, switched to Russian, and greeted sisters Lola and Katenka to the coconut stall not far away.
Seeing Wei Ran sitting down on another bench across the road, Xia Shushi walked towards his grandfather. Unfortunately, the old man no longer knew his grandson, as the former mentioned.
"This book is not omnipotent..."
Wei Ran looked at the tattoo on the tiger's mouth on his left hand and muttered to himself. When he first heard that Mr. Xia Chuan's memory had recovered, he thought this book could create a miracle.
But it was only then that I realized belatedly that this book was not even willing to change history, so how could it change the current situation of those who survived history?
Glancing again at Xia Shushi, who was patient and smiling, and introduced himself to Mr. Xia Chuan familiarly, Wei Ran slowly opened the wooden box on his lap and looked at Jun lying on the red velvet cloth.
No. 1, patiently waiting for the grandfather and grandson to become friends, and patiently waiting for the old man Shan Tianfang on the other side of the cell phone speaker to take a picture of the gavel and say the words "Let's hear the breakdown next time!".
Until this time, Xia Shushi, who was sitting opposite, winked at the nanny. After the latter paused the storytelling and left, he gestured to Wei Ran, who was sitting opposite.
He looked up at the tourists chasing flowers in the distance, as well as Suisui and others who were holding coconuts in one hand and carrying shoes in the other as they walked towards the water. Wei Ran took a deep breath, took out the bugle from the box, and stood with his feet raised.
He stood on the bench, puffed up his cheeks and played the only melody he knew.
Amidst the ticking sound of the trumpet, Mr. Xia Chuan, who was having a lively chat with his grandson, suddenly became extremely serious. His old body stood up subconsciously, and his eyes looked around vigilantly.
He looked at the tourists and passers-by who followed the sound.
But soon, his expression turned into confusion, and then into a look of relief. After a moment, the old man's eyes also focused on the old bugle held by Wei Ran.
A look of confusion and longing also appeared on his face, which was scarred by time.
After a long time, Wei Ran stopped playing, and the old man came over tremblingly and took the bugle from the former's hand.
"This number is mine," Mr. Xia Chuan said with great certainty.
"Yes! It's yours!" Wei Ran asked slightly louder, "What do you think of my playing?"
"Okay! Okay!"
The old man carefully wiped the trumpet mouthpiece with his sleeve, and at the same time asked tentatively, "Are you, comrade, here to replace me? Are you also the trumpeter?"
"Do you hope that I am here to replace you?" Wei Ran asked loudly.
“I don’t even want to”
Xia Chuan looked at the bugle in his hand regretfully, "I'm old, I can't blow it, and I can't keep up. But for this charge horn, someone must blow it. You must stand up straight so that everyone can hear it.
, I see, what you just did is quite good. But...but I can't part with it, I still want to...still want to..."
At this point, the look on the old man's face became more and more confused, "Why can't I remember? What are their names?"
"It's good if you can't remember it," said Xia Shushi, who was supporting him on the side. "Old man, just forget it. It's good if you forget it."
"How can it be done! No, no, no!"
The old man hugged the bugle in his arms tightly and said matter-of-factly, "We can't forget it. How can we forget them? They haven't come back, not yet. If I forget them again, there will really be no one."
Remember them."
"Then do you still remember?" Xia Shushi asked patiently.
"I remember, let me think about it, let me think about it"
Xia Chuan clutched the bugle tighter, "I remember, there seems to be a person named Xia, named... called Xia! Everyone calls him Xiao Xia, he is a soldier of Liaodong! He survived, he must remember
! And it’s called... called... If you let me think about it, I will definitely remember it.”
"Is your name Shen Chen?" Wei Ran couldn't help but remind him.
"Shen Chen, Shen Chen, yes! Yes! My name is Shen Chen!"
Xia Chuan said happily, "He is a monitor! He... he seems... seems..."
"He's back too! He's been back a long time ago!" Xia Shushi took over the conversation in time, "They're all back, including Xiao Zhang and Lao Zhou."
"You're all back?" Mr. Xia Chuan became even more happy, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"
After saying that, the old man turned his head and looked at Wei Ran, "Little comrade, are you here to replace me?"
"Do you expect me to take over for you?" Wei Ran asked the same question loudly again.
"Think about it! It would be great if someone took over my position!"
Xia Shushi's excited tone was slightly trembling, "My comrades are back, and I am old too! I can't blow it! If there is no trumpet sound during this charge, it will delay the important event!"
"Then I will take over your duties!" Wei Ran responded loudly at Xia Shushi's suggestion.
"well!"
Xia Shushi reluctantly looked at the bugle he was holding tightly in his hand, and finally placed it on Wei Ranping's hands, "From today on, you will be the bugler!"
