War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 474 A Day Sailing Alone

At the edge of the forest, Wei Ran tied the last bottle to a tree. After hesitating for a moment, he finally held back his curiosity and did not ask in detail what the content of the assessment was.

Ivan also didn't mean to explain in detail, and took Wei Ran to the depths of the birch forest for a while, and then picked up a few plastic bottles that had already been filled with birch sap from the waistlines of several birch trees and handed them to Wei Ran. After burning, the stainless steel pipe on the top was pulled out and put into a canning bottle, and some branches were randomly poked out to carefully block the small holes on the trunk that were still dripping juice.

"Ivan, you are so kind to your daughter." Wei Ran couldn't help sighing as he followed the other party back.

"You still need to say it?"

Ivan snorted, and continued after a moment of silence, "You will know when you have a child in the future. For a father, it is not difficult to blow up the earth in half for the sake of the child."

"I don't know how many big Ivans are enough"

Ivan obviously understood Wei Ran's ridicule, and couldn't help showing a little smile on his face full of vicissitudes.

As he got closer to the house, Wei Ran also heard the cheerful sound of the piano coming from the room where he temporarily lived on the second floor.

"That's Olga playing the piano." Ivan stopped and introduced with a smile and pride on his face, "This piece is"

"Waltz of Flowers"

Wei Ran, who also stopped in his tracks, almost muttered to answer the answer that the other party was about to say, but he couldn't help but think of the man in the ruins of Stalingrad, who was sitting in the crumbling ruins and was missing a leg. An old man playing the same piece of music on a stool.Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but think of the pieces that flew wantonly when the blue blanket that looked like a knot in his heart exploded.

Ivan turned his head and glanced at Wei Ran, then raised his eyebrows inadvertently, but he didn't say anything, let alone continue walking.

After a long time, the piece of music coming from the window on the second floor finally changed. Wei Ran cleared his throat and praised hoarsely, "Olga plays the piano very well."

"Go back." Ivan didn't say much, and walked into the yard with Wei Ran.

Compared with Olga who was playing the piano on the second floor, Olena, who was slightly shorter, was helping her mother Yana to bake bread at this time, but she saw that the dough that was about to be sent into the oven was added by her. From her eyes, nose and mouth, she knew that this girl was making trouble.

Perhaps it was because of the unstoppable music upstairs. After Ivan put all the birch sap into the refrigerator, he did not turn on the TV as he did a few days ago. Instead, he made a pot of coffee and sat down. Opposite Wei Ran, chatting about the so-called "fisherman's life experience project" and what is on the table of Chinese people.

When the sunset was completely blocked by the treetops of the birch forest, meals that were much richer than the previous few days were served on the dining table one by one.

Wei Ran, who watched Iwan's family of four finish their dinner and occasionally responded to the questions of the two girls opposite him, also returned to the temporary room early after Yana and her daughters cleaned up the dining table.

In the blink of an eye the next morning, Wei Ran was woken up by the familiar knock on the door.When the door opened, Ivan, who was wearing pajamas, stuffed a lunch box and a thermos into his arms, then turned around and entered his room.

Although Ivan wasn't following him today, at least he was familiar with the workflow a few days ago.Carefully groping the fishing boat away from the pier in the dark, Wei Ran steered the steering wheel to the direction directed by the two old fellows.

And on the shore behind the fishing boat, on the first floor of the wooden house, Ivan was hiding behind the window, holding up a telescope and silently watching the increasingly blurred shadow of the boat on the lake.

"She found a good student," Ivan murmured.

"It's a pity that he's a foreigner." Yana, who was lying on the bed, said with a trace of regret.

"Oh." Ivan threw the binoculars into the drawer of the bedside table, "How can there be any natives in this world?"

"I don't know what they are going to do." Yana's tone was full of confusion and worry.

"Don't care what they do"

Ivan closed the curtains and lay down on the bed again, "The weather forecast says that there will be a light rain today, and there may be a lot of mushrooms growing in the forest tomorrow, so let's go mushroom picking by then. Help us carry the basket."

"You really know how to call that young man," Yana teased with a suppressed smile.

Ivan also smiled, "If he doesn't want to do such trivial things, he doesn't deserve to be her student."

"That's right." Yana yawned, "Keep sleeping, maybe you will have a headache repairing the boat or repairing the docks in the city after dawn."

"With those two old guys here, there shouldn't be any accidents." Although Ivan said so, there was a little bit of worry in his tone.

Hearing this, Yana smiled, closed her eyes and said nothing more.After a while, Ivan also snored.

At the same time, Wei Ran also noticed the tiny raindrops hitting the cockpit windshield.And the two old guys outside the cockpit also got into the cabin immediately, and each put on an old-fashioned raincoat.

I have to admit that without Ivan's follow, Wei Ran made a lot of mistakes in the job of using sonar to chase fish schools.However, perhaps because novices are generally lucky, the two old guys on the stern deck dragged up two large nets full of whitefish with higher value.

"Victor, drive to the city!"

The old guy in the baseball cap shouted happily, "These whitefish are much more valuable than caprine, and they're even better for sale."

"Do we need to play an extra net?" Wei Ran, who had been staring at the sonar, responded loudly.

"No need." The bearded old guy leaned his upper body into the cockpit, "Hurry up, there is still delivery work today."

"Stand firm," Wei Ran responded, and immediately pushed the accelerator to start accelerating.

Speeding all the way to the wharf next to the aquatic product market, Wei Ran also reduced his speed to the minimum. This time is exactly the busiest time of the day at the wharf, and all kinds of fishing boats, big and small, are comparable to the early morning trains in the country. It was still messy, and the two old men who were already drinking fresh whitefish sashimi obviously didn't intend to help, which forced him, a novice captain without a license, to be extra careful.

Avoiding the rampant fishing boats all the way without any danger, Wei Ran stopped at the busy pier with bumps and bumps, and he was completely relieved until the old guy in the baseball cap fastened the cable.

Fortunately, as the two old guys said, when they sent the caught whitefish to the market with a small cart, they sold it in less than an hour.

Rarely did they have enough time, the two old fellows left the job of guarding the fishing boat to Wei Ran without any psychological pressure, and then called for a tanker to refuel the fishing boat.

Before the refueling work was over, the two old things disappeared, and the work of refueling and paying the bill was naturally left to Wei Ran, who was gnashing his teeth but helpless.

Almost less than 10 minutes after he settled the tens of thousands of rubles in fuel bills, another cargo truck drove to the pier.It made him dumbfounded that after the two old things jumped out of the cab of the truck, they actually pulled out two cows and a few goats from the cargo box.

After a group of people put in a lot of effort to send these ancestors to the fishing boat, it didn't end. A truck that came over immediately brought some building materials such as color steel tiles.

"What's going on here?" Wei Ran seized the opportunity to ask.

"What's going on, of course it's to earn some shipping fees, so hurry up and help." The bearded old man obviously didn't bother to explain in detail, and after beckoning Wei Ran to move all the building materials to the bow and fix them, he immediately beckoned him to start immediately ferry.

Frightened and trembling, Wei Ran drove back to the small fishing village under the command of the bearded man. After the construction materials were unloaded and a few thousand rubles were charged for shipping, he immediately drove to the other side of the lake. another village.

For a whole morning and half an afternoon, Wei Ran almost never rested, from building materials to livestock, from rice flour, grain and oil to clothes and shoes, to a dead crate that didn't know what was in it, and even a crate that needed to be transferred to Hospitalized patients in the city and some construction workers who don't know where they came from.

This dilapidated fishing boat and the two old guys in charge of soliciting customers all adhere to the simple concept that as long as you give money, you can get on the boat, and as long as you get on the boat, you can be delivered to the destination. Earn shipping fees ranging from a few hundred to ten thousand rubles.

He had been busy until it was dark in the afternoon, and Wei Ran, who finally delivered the last few brand new motorcycles that needed to be transported to a lakeside town, was completely relieved, while no one was standing on the deck facing the blue lake. A yellow parabola appeared.

"Are you tired?" The bearded man waited for Wei Ran to put on his belt, and immediately handed him a cup of warm coffee.

"It's really not easy." Wei Ran took the coffee and replied.

"Every Saturday is so busy. It has been like this for more than ten years." The bearded man said with a smile, "Many villages and towns around Lake Onega have our customers."

"It sounds like it's more profitable than fishing," Wei Ran agreed as he sat down.

"It is indeed more profitable than fishing, but it is also more difficult."

The old guy in a baseball cap sat down and explained, "Our boat is fast enough, we can load enough, and the freight is cheaper. And as long as there is no wind, the lake is better than the land."

"What about winter?" Wei Ran asked curiously, "What about winter?"

"Of course I have a rest in winter. After all, this is a fishing boat, not a snowmobile, is it?"

The bearded man made a joke, stood up and said, "You have worked hard today, take a good rest, and I will sail the boat when you get back."

"Let me do it." Wei Ran quickly drank the remaining coffee in the cup, and ran into the cockpit first.

Although he was tired from the busy work of running the boat this day, because Ivan was not by his side, his sailing skills had obviously improved. At least when he docked at the pier in the city, he was not as nervous and cautious as before.

They drove back to the small fishing village smoothly, and when the boat docked at the pier, the wooden house [-] meters away was already lit up.But Ivan, who hadn't seen him all day, had already been waiting on the dock for a long time.

　To commemorate this day in 1966, the hydrogen bomb accidentally lost by Shamey was discovered near the coast of Spain, so I will not add more today.

　　May the world be peaceful,
　　May the fool be beautiful and peaceful,

　　May the little devil and Xiao Xiba go nuclear peace together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)