On the day they left the United States, Weiran and Suisui successfully boarded the flight back home with the tour group.
Watching the plane take off and finally disappear from sight, Katenka also breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the departure hall.
When the plane finished climbing and gradually stabilized, Suisui couldn't wait to unbuckle her seat belt and said with regret, "Unfortunately, we couldn't bring back the two bottles of tequila that Diego gave us."
"Maybe we will come again in the future"
Wei Ranhun said nonchalantly. At this time, all his attention was focused on the five-pointed ball in his palm. The star cap badge is on.
"What are your plans after returning to China?" Suisui asked, changing the topic.
"I have to go to Vladivostok first." Wei Ran put away his cap badge, "My client is still waiting for me to go back and make the final payment. What about you? What are your plans next?"
"In a few days, we will send a group of fat sheep to Inta to be stabbed," Suisui said excitedly. "In addition, before the Chinese New Year, we need to discuss with our classmates about organizing a group to go to Makar's farm in the summer. "
"Would you like to go shopping in Vladivostok with me first?" Wei Ran turned around and asked.
"I won't go. My parents are still in Finland. What should I do there? Don't disturb me yet. I have to be busy for a while." Suisui had already taken out her tablet while speaking. I turned on my computer and began to seriously plan for next year.
“I’m obsessed with money.” Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, opened his tablet, and began to sort out the photos taken during his trip to the United States.
After a long and maddening flight and transfer, it was already a day later when the flight successfully landed at China Capital Airport.
He helped Suisui load all the gifts she brought back and the various souvenirs she bought into her toy car. Weiran made an appointment with the former about the approximate time to return home, and watched the other person drive. He drove the car out of the parking lot and then walked into the terminal building again with his bag in hand.
I have just finished a day of flying, and there are several hours of flights waiting for me. It is definitely a lie to say that I am not tired, and the reason why I have taken such a long detour is that I even took advantage of a trip. The reason why the regiment was used as a cover was simply due to excessive caution.
However, after the trip to the United States ended successfully, the side effects of this caution became apparent. If Gorman hadn't been smart enough to arrive at Vladivostok, which was relatively nearby, and was waiting, he would have just wanted to go back and take a nap.
Sitting tiredly on the sofa in the waiting room, Wei Ran once again took out the cap badge from his wallet, secretly wondering if he could use this cap badge to see the first time in China. held Olympic Games.
Different from the initial utilitarianism in which he wanted to acquire an old World War II U.S. Army item to learn English, this time he simply wanted to experience the history behind the cap badge.
Besides that, he was also thinking about another thing. In just one week, the relationship between myself and Suisui has developed.There have been changes, but he also has worries that he can't express, or that he can't express to Suisui and his parents.
Just look at Gorman and his ex-wife. Mrs. Uma obviously didn’t know that her husband Gorman was once a member of the KGB. The ending of the two of them also made Wei Ran, who knew the inside story, sigh, and together with it, he began to worry about what would happen to him and Suisui in the end.
In the swirling thoughts, news came from Suisui that they had arrived at the high-speed rail station safely, and at the same time, the flight to Vladivostok had begun to prepare for boarding.
Putting away the cap badge that he had been holding in his palm, Wei Ran suppressed all his inner thoughts and walked to the boarding gate with his bag in hand.
After a short flight of less than three hours, when he walked out of the airport, it seemed that Mr. Gorman, who was several years older, had been waiting for a long time.
"Victor, I'm glad to see you back safely." Gorman greeted with a smile.
"This is the meteorite given by your son. Let it be kept as a souvenir for you." Wei Ran yawned, took out a jewelry box from his bag and handed it to the other party.
Taking the jewelry box, Gorman glanced at the aesthetically pleasing meteorite inside. He closed the lid again and put it into his inner pocket like a rare treasure. Pressed.
"Where are we going now?" Wei Ran asked as he followed the other party out.
Hearing this, Gorman just waved his hand and did not give any explanation. He just silently left the airport quickly with Weiran, got into a shabby van, and left straight away. In the urban area, we slowly advanced all the way to the northeast, and finally drove into a dense coniferous forest.
In Weiran's doubts, Gorman drove the car along the snow-covered logging road deep into the forest, and finally stopped at a hunter's house that didn't look too big. In the cabin.
Looking at the smoke-belching chimney of the hunter’s cabin, Wei Ran was about to ask, but Gorman had already opened the car door and walked through the thick snow to the door of the hunter’s cabin. , opened the wooden door nailed with animal skins, and was the first to walk in.
Shaking his head helplessly, Wei Ran picked up his backpack and followed silently. By the time he got into the hunter's cabin, Gorman had already placed two enamel jars on a small table, and was pouring a bottle of vodka into them.
Taking a piece of sausage from the plate and taking a bite, Wei Ran sat on a wooden chair covered with animal skins, took out his notebook from his bag, removed the screen, opened it and sorted it out on the way back. All the good information, as well as a hard drive prepared in advance, were handed to the other party, "Since I arrived in Odessa, all the videos, photos and recordings I took are in it."
Gore Man silently took the tablet, clicked on a folder marked with photos, and carefully looked at the people and scenery in the photos one by one. Wei Ran had obviously sent these emails to him, but he still couldn't read them.He would even enlarge some photos to look at the details carefully.
"She's still wearing the watch I gave her," Gorman muttered.
"What?" Wei Ran, who was almost asleep on the chair, opened his eyes and asked.
"Watch"
Gorman pointed with rough fingers at Mrs. Uma's exposed wrist in an enlarged photo and said, "The watch she is wearing is It was a gift I gave her when we got married."
Before Wei Ran could identify the style of watch Mrs. Uma was wearing from the details of the photo that had been enlarged many times, Gorman realized. He had already rolled up his sleeves, revealing the watch on his wrist, "She gave this to me. We have always lived the same Kiev time, just like we agreed at the beginning."
Wei Ran opened his mouth. , silently watching Gorman pick out details from those complicated photos that only he and Mrs. Uma in the United States would notice.
"Let's have a drink." Wei Ran looked at the poor old man sitting opposite, picked up the enamel cup on the table and stretched it over.
Gorman picked up the cup and clinked it with Wei Ran absentmindedly, but his eyes never left the screen.
Sighing, Wei Ran put down the cup, stood up, walked to a wooden bed next to the fireplace and lay down, pulled a wolfskin blanket over him and closed his eyes. Gorman, on the other hand, had already clicked on a video and was stroking the acorn-sized meteorite brought back by Weiran in his hand.
When Wei Ran woke up from his sleep, heavy snow was already falling outside the window, a lot of firewood was added to the fireplace not far away, and even a whirring candle was hung above his head. There was a loud kerosene lamp, but Gorman still sat in the chair and flipped through the contents of the tablet computer.
"Are you awake?"
Gorman put down the tablet computer that was being replenished by an outdoor power supply, raised his finger and pointed at the extra wooden box at the door, "I got it in advance. Some hares, come on, let me try some of the dishes you cooked at Makar’s farm. I bought a lot of Chinese seasonings.”
“How long have I been asleep?” He asked after looking at the sky outside.
"How do I know?" Gorman picked up Weiran's tablet again and asked with some dissatisfaction, "Why did you only take so many photos and videos of my grandson?"
p>"Just be content"
Wei Ran lifted off the wolfskin blanket and got up, "Didn't I give you your son's social platform account? They will update it frequently."
Gorman picked up the enamel cup and took a sip. After a moment of silence, he asked, "You haven't told them about me, have you?"
"Of course not"
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already opened the wooden box at the door. This box was at least the size of a 20-inch suitcase. Except for a plastic bag filled with various Chinese condiments, the remaining space was placed one next to another. The road was full of plump hares.
"It's bad luck for you," Wei Ran muttered to himself, found a tin bucket, brought back clean snow from outside, and placed it on the burning charcoal fire.
“You said in the email before that Makar’s farm was in trouble?” Gorman came over with a tablet and asked, “Have you found out who owns the farm that caused him trouble? "What? You still want to kill the owner of the farm?" Wei Ran put down the rabbit in his hand, "Old man, be sensible, this is not like you."
Gorman was startled, sat down on the deerskin blanket by the fireplace, and said bitterly, "That's my son, I have to do something for him."
"Even if you are If he wanted to do something, there was no need to kill his farm neighbors, that would only cause him trouble."
In the end, Wei Ran did not say anything too heartbreaking, and instead comforted him, " Besides, my girlfriend is already planning to cooperate with Makar. By the summer, his farm will definitely see a turnaround like the two camps in Intana."
"Speaking of this, Are you with that little girl named Aurora?" Gorman seemed to be in a better mood and started asking about Wei Ran's gossip.
"Together"
Wei Ran nodded happily, but then, after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Gorman, I have some questions, maybe only you can Tell me the answer.”
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