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Chapter 512 Unable to find information about joining the army

Contrary to Wei Ran's expectation, the car driven by Teacher Dalia did not drive into the city. Instead, it stopped near an old-looking Tongzilou building on the outskirts of the city.

"Get the things in the trunk," Dalia said while pressing the key to open the trunk door of the car.

Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly ran to the back of the car and took out all the things inside. These large and small bags are basically filled with foods such as eggs, fruits, cooking oil, bread, cheese, butter, milk, and ham. In addition, there were several large bottles of laundry detergent and a large pack of unpacked cotton socks, plus a woolen jacket.

"Teacher Dalia, what are we going to do?" Wei Ran asked, holding two large food bags in one hand and a paper bag containing clothes in the other.

Dalia took out a bouquet of flowers from the rear compartment and placed it on the roof of the car. Then she took out her wallet and took out a wad of rubles in cash. He pulled out a slender dagger from his waist and found an inconspicuous place to cut a slit on a cardboard box with an oven pattern in the trunk.

Pinning the weird-looking dagger to her lower back, Teacher Dalia stuffed the banknotes in her hand one by one along the gaps in the cardboard box, and then placed the flowers on the After arriving at the door, he held her in his arms and explained as he walked into the Tongzi Building, "I'm going to visit an old man I met unexpectedly yesterday and see if you can help her."

"An old man I met unexpectedly." Wei Ran took three steps at a time to catch up with Teacher Dalia, "Can you elaborate?"

"I passed by here yesterday afternoon," Teacher Dalia said calmly. "While waiting at the red light, I saw an old man fall down."

"Then what?" Wei Ran asked.

"Then I sent her home, on the fourth floor."

Dalia pointed to the upstairs with one finger, and then simply held her in her arms Put the cardboard box on the stair railing, lit a cigarette and explained in detail, "The lady has cancer and has only a few months to live.

I asked her if there was anything I could do to help her. At that time, she just wanted to be buried with her husband. I probably can't help with this matter, but I think maybe you can help her."

"Her husband"

"Let her tell you in person later"

Dalia crushed out the cigarette she had only had two puffs on, then put the cigarette butt into her pocket, picked up the cardboard box again and headed upstairs. As he walked up, he reminded, "Victor, I am a supermarket cashier in Kazan University. Do you understand?"

"Understood," Wei Ran responded quickly.

Nodding with satisfaction, Dalia led Wei Ran up to the fourth floor, then gently knocked on a green iron door, and asked softly, "Valentina Aunt Tai, are you at home? I am the Katyusha who sent you back yesterday."

A moment later, the sound of opening the door came from inside, followed by a man wearing a plain skirt and an old shirt.The old lady opened the iron door.

The old lady known as Valentina has a head full of white hair and a lot of age spots on her wrinkled face. There was even a small wound on the chin that seemed to have just scabbed over.

"Katyusha, good boy, you are really here." Valentina hugged Teacher Dalia enthusiastically, and greeted her and Wei Ran, who was standing behind, to enter. house.

You can tell at a glance just by standing at the door that this house is not big. In addition to a small living room that has the functions of a dining room and a kitchen, there are only three open doors. There are two bedrooms and a bathroom connected to each other. Through the crack in the door, it can be seen that the bed in one of the bedrooms is already filled with large and small cardboard boxes.

Not only that, the furniture and decoration in the living room also look particularly simple, with a hint of the Soviet era everywhere. The only appliance that can be considered modern is perhaps the stainless steel electric kettle with "adecha" printed on it on the table next to the door.

"God, why did you bring so many things?" the old lady who became Valentina asked in disbelief.

"I did it yesterday. Recently, our supermarket has a lot of things that are about to expire. In addition, I have a good relationship with the boss, so I picked some that are still edible and usable and brought them to you. "

At this point, Dalia pointed to Wei Ran again, "In addition, I also brought you a history student from Kazan University. If it weren't for finding him, I would have gone there in the morning. Just came over. Of course, he shouldn't have expired yet."

"Hello, Mrs. Valentina." Wei Ran put down the things in his hands and hugged the other person politely, "Like. Aunt Katyusha’s, I haven’t expired.”

“How about you, funny little guy”

Valentina held teacher Darya with one hand and the other. He pulled Wei Ran to sit down on the sofa that looked very old but was extremely clean, and asked Wei Ran with some doubts, "Young man, why do I seem to have seen you somewhere before?"

"I guess you must have seen him on TV"

Dalia took the topic and took out a banana from the food bag, peeled it and handed it to Valian Jina explained in a slightly showy tone, "The Germans planted the Soviet flag in the Reichstag"

"Oh, I remembered"

Valentina Wei Ran looked at him in surprise, "I remembered, I did see you on TV. I watch the news every day. Katyusha, how did you invite him here?"

"I am also a student at Kazan University."

Wei Ran smiled and helped tell the lie, "When I was studying in Kazan, I often went to the supermarket where Aunt Katyusha worked to buy things. She was a very warm-hearted person. People often give me discounts."

"Katyusha is indeed a warm-hearted person"

Valentina nodded in agreement, "Thanks to her yesterday, otherwise I might have died. The streets."

"I'm just dropping by"

During the conversation, Teacher Dalia had already peeled the second banana and handed it to Wei Ran, then changed the subject and said, "Aunt Valentina, Tell Victor your husband’s story. Maybe he can help you. He even found the photo, and maybe he can help you find your husband.”

Valentina looked at Wei Ran expectantly. After a moment of hesitation, she sighed and said, "Young man, just listen to it as a story. In fact, I have given up hope for a long time. Yesterday, I just felt that life was too difficult. , I felt like I was going to die, so I couldn't help but talk to Katyusha."

"You don't have to worry about anything." Wei Ran comforted this woman who looked to be in her nineties. The old lady said, "Maybe I can really help you."

"I would be satisfied if you good kids are willing to chat with me."

Walien As Jingna spoke, she stood up tremblingly. She declined Teacher Dalia's support and slowly walked into the bedroom. Not long after, she held another hand-sized bag with a red five-pointed star printed on it. The canvas bag came out.

"This may be the only thing my husband left me, but I don't know what it is."

Valentina said again Sitting between Teacher Wei Ran and Dalia, he carefully shook out a metal object that had almost been coated with pulp from a palm-sized canvas bag.

"Can you let me have a look?" Wei Ran said while putting the half-eaten banana on the table, wiping his hands vigorously on his pants, and holding them with both hands.

"Don't be so careful."

Valentina put the thing she took out in Wei Ran's palm and said with a smile, "I have kept it for more than half a century. "This thing won't explode and is very strong."

"Can you tell what this is?" Teacher Dalia asked with a smile.

"Firing Pin"

Wei Ran looked at the thickness of the bottle cap in his hand, which was five or six centimeters long. It looked like a metal piece in the shape of a large cigarette holder. After hesitating for a moment, he used extremely He added in a positive tone, "To be more precise, it's the gun firing pin of the T34 tank."

"Are you sure?" Teacher Dalia asked in unison.

"Of course I'm sure." Wei Ran's tone became more and more certain. He had dismantled this thing long before he got the metal book.

He even knew that on the Eastern Front battlefield, those T34 tanks that had to be abandoned due to various reasons, as long as time and conditions allowed, most of the tank crew members would dismantle such a small thing. , to prevent the abandoned tanks from being used by the Germans.

"I think it should be right, my husband is indeed a tanker"

Valentina took the firing pin from Weiran and put it back into the small canvas bag Li explained, "But he didn't come back until the end of the war."

"Can you elaborate?"

Wei Ran thought for a while and asked again, "For example, which army your husband is in, when he joined the army, which war he participated in, and what honors he received."

Holding the canvas bag with the firing pin in her hand, Valentina was silent for a moment and replied, "My husband's name is Vadim, which is the same name as the Soviet actor who played Hamlet, but My husband is far inferior to that actor."

Halfway through her words, Mrs. Valentina shook her head bitterly, "Maybe you young people don't know who my actor with the same name is."

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Dalia smiled, took up the topic and asked, "Is he that bad actor in the 1950s? He seemed to have won the Best Actor Award at the Cannes Film Festival. I remember that my mother always liked that actor."

"That's the one"

Valentina smiled, "My husband has the same name as him, also named Val. Jim, but he is not that handsome, but is thin and small." At this point, Valentina seemed to be lost in memories, and a calm smile appeared on her face involuntarily, "Here. Before the war started, we were both in the countryside where Hal was living. He was a tractor driver, and I was a cashier like Katyusha. But at that time, cashiering was a very enviable job.

Later, the Germans came and we fled with the army, first to Belgorod, then to Voronezh and Kirov. I also became an enviable cashier. , and became a female garment factory worker who could really produce value.

It was also at that time that Vajim joined the army. Because he could drive a tractor, he was quickly assigned to drive a tank. One foot was born lame."

"Mrs. Valentina, in what year did your husband Vajim join the army?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask.

"It's the winter of 1942"

Valentina sighed and explained, "Just before the Battle of Stalingrad ended, he didn't want to continue to be a person hiding in the big city. He was a coward who drove a tractor to plow the fields. His driving skills were needed in his country. Soon after he joined the army, I also moved from Kirov to Kazan. Since then, I have almost lost contact with him." /p>

At this point in the story, muddy tears overflowed from the corners of Valentina's eyes. Falling into the quiet small living room, Wei Ran asked softly, "Mrs. Valentina, what's going on with the firing pin?"

Valentina took the paper towel handed by teacher Darya and wiped it. Wiping the corners of his eyes, he poured out the firing pin from the canvas bag again, "This thing was delivered to my door by a political commissar who was missing an arm in the autumn of 1943. It was Vajim's gift to me and my soon-to-be-born child.

He still, Vadim is still fighting bravely against the Germans on the front line, and he has won several medals. But after that, I never heard from Vadim again, not even that one. The political commissar can’t be contacted either. ”

"Didn't the army find any information about him at that time?" Wei Ran asked hard-heartedly.

Valentina shook her head, "I can't find it. I have asked many people, but there is no information about my husband joining the army."

"How is this possible?"

Wei Ran frowned. Although there were indeed loopholes in the Soviet Union's management of military soldiers during World War II, it was definitely rare that this person was not found.

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