"Is she really a translator?" Suisui, who was hiding in the car, asked suspiciously.
"I guess I studied acting before... I guessed it"
Wei Ran knocked on the small box that Katianka left before getting off the car, "Wait for someone to come out Take a few more photos and translate what they said."
"Why is it so troublesome..." Suisui muttered to herself and moved her eyes closer to the viewfinder of the SLR. , together with Katenka across the road, patiently waiting for the people in the room to come out.
It took only three to five minutes at most. As the door opened, a man who looked to be in his thirties opened the door.
"Is your client a woman?" Suisui asked in surprise while pressing the shutter.
"Male"
Wei Ran looked at the man whose face was vaguely similar to Gorman's, and responded absently, and then saw Suisui. Looking at himself with a strange face, he reluctantly added an explanation, "This man should be the son of my client."
"Oh——" Suisui responded with a long tone, and then added With my eyes stuck behind the viewfinder, I pressed the shutter in continuous shooting mode again, and also started translating.
"Excuse me, can you give me a glass of sugar water? I have hypoglycemia." Katenka asked for help in English with a strong Slavic accent, "I only need a glass of sugar water. I ..."
"Come in, Jessica! Come out and help!" The man who seemed to be Gorman's son shouted into the room, and then helped Katenka up.
Soon, a tall, thin young woman with long red hair ran out from inside. After asking a few simple questions, she immediately supported Katenka from the other side.
Watching the two people taking Katenka into the room and closing the door, Suisui also put away the camera, closed the car window, and listened to the music coming from the small box with Wei Ran. sound.
In the room, Katenka, who looked weak, sat on an old linen sofa in the living room with the support of the two people, taking advantage of the man to help him prepare. While drinking sugar water, he looked at his surroundings.
The most eye-catching thing in this not-so-large living room is the Christmas tree decorated with colored lights not far away from the fireplace. There is also a Christmas tree on the top of the tree. The traditional Soviet red five-pointed star.
On the fireplace, in addition to a pump-action shotgun lying horizontally, there was also an Orthodox crucifix and a cross, a must-have for Orthodox Christians.
On the surrounding floor, in addition to various children's toys, there is a little boy who looks to be four or five years old at most, holding a half-eaten donut in one hand and another. One hand was still holding the tail of a Maine Coon cat.
The big and scary Maine Coon cat seemed to want to give this annoying little ancestor a hard paw several times, but in the end it was forced to use its fat paw gently for some reason. In that child'sOn the back of the hand.
Looking at the table next to the sofa, in addition to a plate of cut fruit, there were also a few bills that had not been put away in time and a screen showing a second-hand car transaction page. laptop.
At this moment, a wealthy old white lady who looked to be in her fifties or sixties also walked out of the door leading to the garden, speaking English with the same strong Slavic accent. Asked, "Makar, what happened?"
"A girl with hypoglycemia fainted at the door." The man who had just helped Katenka in said while handing Katenka to her A box of chocolates, while the woman named Jessica put a glass of milk into the microwave.
"Thank you, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."
Katenka deliberately continued to say thank you weakly in English with a strong Slavic accent, and then The hand that took the chocolate showed just the right amount of trembling, and then, tremblingly, he tore open the tin foil packaging of the chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth.
"What a poor child"
The old lady with a rich face took off her apron, sat opposite Katenka, and spoke curiously in English with the same accent Asked, "What's your name? I hear your accent, are you from Russia?"
"Hello madam, my name is Karenina"
Katenka He looked at the woman who looked somewhat similar to the photo Wei Ran had given him, and continued to say in a weak tone, "I am Ukrainian, are you Russian?"
"Ukrainian?" The rich old lady raised her eyebrows, but did not answer the former's question. Instead, she continued to ask, "Where in Ukraine are you from?"
"Odessa"
Katenko took the cup of hot milk with honey from the red-haired woman named Jessica with some trembling, took a sip and continued, "The Odessa in Ukraine."
< p> "Are you from Odessa too?" When the old lady asked this question, she had already switched to Russian excitedly. Even the man and woman who had just helped Katenka in came over curiously."Are you the same?" Katenka asked with the same excitement and surprise, "This is impossible! This is such a coincidence!"
"It is indeed a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet someone from the same place as me here," the old lady said excitedly, while crossing herself on her chest.
“I didn’t expect it either”
Katenko seemed more excited than the other party, “I just couldn’t go home this year for some reasons, so I came here specially to this place also called Aode. I spent Christmas in Saskatchewan with...my friends who also couldn't go home. I didn't expect...what a coincidence!"
"Maybe this is God's arrangement"< /p>
The woman named Jessica didn’t seem to understand Russian. After the man named Makar finished translating, he immediately brought another plate of donuts, “Eat some donuts., Karenina, where is your friend? Weren't they with you? "
"They went to see the crater"
Katenka said helplessly, "I originally wanted to find a place to eat around and wait for them to come back, but I couldn't hold on until I found it. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. "
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. "
The old lady comforted Katenka with a kind face, and then took the initiative to introduce, "I am Uma, this is my son Makar, and she is Makar's wife Jessica. And, of course, there’s Gorman, the adorable little guy under the Christmas tree. "
"Poof! ”
In the business car on the opposite side of the road outside the door, the sanitary ware that had just poured into his mouth sprayed directly onto the back of the front seat, and then he coughed uncontrollably.
p>“What’s wrong? " Suisui, who was startled next to her, quickly asked with concern while patting her back.
"No...ahem! fine! "
Wei Ran coughed and waved his hands. He was really convinced by these Europeans. Why would it be so difficult to pick a new name? Do you have to use a name as a family heirloom? If this was done in China, who would do it? Naming her grandson after her husband would probably become a joke in the whole village.
"Crazy"
Suisui rolled her eyes and handed it to Wei Ran. After holding a tissue, he stayed away in disgust and continued to listen to the conversation coming from the small speaker.
Katenko in the room didn't know the meaning of Gorman's name. After briefly introducing himself as an international student in the Department of Journalism and Communication at the University of Houston and expressing his gratitude for the help received from their family, he took the opportunity to ask Mrs. Uma in a curious tone about her journey from Odessa, Kiev to the United States.
Following the trend, this girl also took advantage of the fact that she was also a devout Orthodox Christian and could not even spend Christmas with her family. The family invited her to spend Christmas with her friends who went to see the crater tonight.
In addition, Katenka also learned about it through casual chat. , Mrs. Uma is still working as a cashier in a nearby supermarket.
And her son Makar and his friends run a small ranch in the suburbs, just watching. The business doesn't seem to be very good. As for Jessica, in addition to helping on the farm, her main job is a veterinarian with a good income.
In general, it seems ordinary. An ordinary family can be considered a standard middle class. Although their livelihood is not bad, they are also under a lot of pressure. This can be seen from the bills that have been collected on the table and Makar's plan to sell his Ford pickup truck for some money. It can be seen.
Seeing that I have almost all the questions I need to ask, after Weiran used the phone card provided by Kajianka and sent it to the other party’s number, he sent a message saying “Where are you? "Go back to the hotel" messageinterest.
On the other side, Katenka took out her phone and took a look at it, then took the initiative to end the topic and said, "Mrs. Uma, and Makar and Jessica, thank you for your help. I feel better now. We are ready to go back to the hotel to meet up with friends."
"Will you bring your friends back to celebrate Christmas together?" Uma said with a hint of anticipation in her tone, "You can continue then. Tell me what Odessa is like now. Makar, you and Jessica can drive her back to the hotel."
"Then...thank you"
Katenka. Sincerely thanking you, "I will ask those two friends for their opinions when the time comes. Even if they don't want to come, I will come to spend Christmas with you."
"Good girl, I must do it tonight. Come."
Mrs. Uma grabbed Katenka's hand and said, "We made a Christmas goose, and you must bring your friends to eat it then."
"I will definitely come, I promise." Katianka promised confidently.
After bidding farewell to Mrs. Uma who had been sent all the way to the door, Katenka followed the woman named Jessica into a blue Ford pickup truck and let Makar pull her to the destination. in the direction of the city center.
“Aren’t we going to follow?” In the business car, Suisui, whose stomach was growling with hunger, secretly pressed the shutter towards Mrs. Uma who was standing at the door. Wei Ran asked.
"Wait a little longer"
Wei Ran waited until Mrs. Uma, who was standing at the door, turned around and returned to the room. Then she bent over and moved to the driver's cab, started the car and started driving He followed the blue pickup truck from a distance.
"Should we spend Christmas with that family tonight?" Suisui asked expectantly, scratching the back of Weiran's seat, "The two friends that Sister Ka mentioned were going to see the crater. It's just the two of us, right?"
"Sister Ka? What the hell is this?" Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.
"Katienka, Katenka's card can also be Oscar's card. The bigger one is the bigger one." Suisui said with admiration, "Those stories she just made up, I I almost believe it."
"Maybe she is from Odessa, Ukraine?" Wei Ran teased Suisui with interest.
"How is that possible!"
Suisui immediately retorted, "She told me clearly on the way here that she is from Belarus and only came here to study at university two years ago. If it weren't for the lack of money, I wouldn't have time to be your translator."
"Sister Naka, you don't have a word of truth in your mouth..."
Wei Ran secretly said. After muttering something, he turned the car into a random intersection and pulled over. At the same time, he secretly pondered whether to follow Katenka to Gorman's ex-wife's house as a guest.
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