War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 773 Life and Death

"Should I kill him?" Ninel, who was almost limping into the house, asked in a low voice in a daze.

"That's something you should think about"

As Wei Ran said, he picked up two fishing rods from the corner of the wall and handed them to the other party, "While you're thinking about this problem, why not go fishing by the river, Sasha's house doesn't have much to eat, and She has a baby to take care of."

"you"

"I won't help you kill that pilot, he was your prisoner."

Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish, he made a promise in advance, and then found a small bag of oats, a glass feeding bottle soaked in water and filled with dairy products, and a basket mixed with a lot of soil. Potato.

Then, he found two dry and hard large Lebas in a basket hanging on the wall, and a bass weighing at least three or four catties in two buckets against the wall, and a fish weighing at most A two-pound belly-turned red-tailed fish.

"Thank you"

Niel said abruptly, and at the same time put the gravity knife returned to him by Wei Ran not long ago into his hand again, "Here it is for you, this time it is a gift."

Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled, reached out and took the gravity knife, "You don't mind if I use it to kill fish?"

"It's already yours"

Before Niniel finished speaking, he was already able to carry the fishing rod Wei Ran gave him, and limped out of the room.

With a "snap", Wei Ran threw out the stainless steel blade, and Wei Ran gently scraped the sharp edge with his fingertips, but finally put it into the handle of the knife, and put it on the table casually.

Going out to communicate with Sasha, who was about to finish the laundry, to confirm the dinner dishes. Wei Ran helped Sasha set up a fire in a shed outside the house, and cooked a large pot, with only coarse salt as the seasoning. fish soup.

By the way, under Sasha's command, he used a small saw as a kitchen tool to saw the dry and hard Daliba into thin slices less than one finger wide.

Having prepared an extraordinarily simple dinner, Wei Ran limped and helped the naked Felix up while the fish soup was cooking for a while, and helped him stumble into the room, where he lay on his stomach on the first floor The only big bed.

"Did Ninel tell you about our relationship?" Felix asked weakly.

Wei Ran, who was building a simple mosquito net with an umbrella cloth, followed the other party's questioning, and then said in a flat tone, "I said, you are classmates, and you are a nobleman, John Waugh A descendant of Wolfgang von Goethe, a descendant who wants to give more light to Herr Johann Wolfgang von Goethe."

"Just a joke"

Felix reached out and touched the blisters on his butt with difficulty, "I should not have any blood relationship with Mr. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, it's just a joke between us, you can never take it seriously, I'm not even a nobleman."

"Since it has no blood relationship with Mr. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, what's the matter with the lantern on your fighter?" Wei Ran asked, and covered Felix with the parachute cloth that was about to dry .

"I'm worried about meeting Ninel"

Felix sighed, "He and I are best friends, and I don't want to meet him on the battlefield. I was worried about this when I was sent to Stalingrad to perform combat missions, but I Hope to see him. Just didn’t expect that”

"The helplessness of war is that one day, as an enemy, you may point your guns at your former friends."

Wei Ran sighed subconsciously, and at the same time couldn't help but think of the hut that withstood the snowstorm in Finland, the friends in the hunter's hut and the enemies outside the door.

"Yeah." Felix sighed and fell silent.

"Today's dinner is fish soup and Lieba, I hope you like it." After Wei Ran finished speaking, he turned around and was about to walk out of the room.

"Mr. Victor" Felix stopped the former before he walked out of the room.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran asked while leaning on the wall and turning around.

"Kill me," Felix said abruptly, while trying to get up staggeringly.

Hearing this, Wei Ran turned around again, walked out and said, "Be patient, the burn is indeed painful, but your injury is not serious."

"Kill me," Felix begged again. "You will only bring trouble to you if you save me. Besides, I just heard what that girl said."

"These things, and these requests, you go and talk to Ninel."

Wei Ran half-spoken but turned around again, limped to the table and picked up the gravity knife that Ninel gave him as a gift and shook it, "Your friend trades this for me not to kill you , I have already accepted it, so you can only live for the time being."

After speaking, he put the gravity knife into his pocket, turned around again, and walked out step by step while leaning against the wall.

When Ninel happily limped back with a not-so-big perch, four wooden bowls containing fish soup and a plate were already set up on the only table in the room. Da Lieba was steamed by Wei Ran.

In addition, there is a bottle of goat's milk specially prepared for little Neva, and some food for the dog.

Guided Sasha, who was holding the baby in his arms, to sit firmly at the table, and Felix, who was wrapped only in an umbrella cloth around his waist, also stood at the table. He didn't dare to sit down now, otherwise he would have to tear his butt The blood bubbles are not available.

"Victor, are you married?" Ninel, who was sitting across from Felix, asked while dipping the thickened fish soup with the big Liba that had become fluffy again.

"no"

Wei Ran tacitly responded to this topic, and then threw the same topic to Felix who could only stand and eat, "What about you?"

"I?"

Felix paused, "I'm married. My wife is a music teacher. My name is Melanie. We have a child. Like Neva, he is a cute little boy. He is six years old this year."

"Is your wife a lantern too?" Nignel asked, but he couldn't help showing a smile.

"What do you mean by a lantern?"

Sara, who was feeding baby Neva with a bottle, asked curiously. Then, she put down the bottle again, picked up a small piece of soft rotten fish with her hand, and carefully stuffed it into Neva's mouth.

"Noble" Wei Ran helped explain, "It's like Miss Nightingale with a lamp."

"She's not noble at all." Felix smiled. "She's a Jew from the countryside."

After finishing speaking, Felix did not wait for the others to continue this topic, and then kicked the question to Ninel, "What about you? Ninel? You are not married yet, are you?"

"Of course I'm married"

Ninel lowered his head and took a hard bite of the big Lieba that was full of fish soup. "My wife's name is An Ruina, she is from Stalingrad, and she is a telegraph operator in the post office. We also have an eight-year-old year old daughter."

"Are they okay?" Sasha asked with concern, "Have they escaped from the city yet?"

"pat"

Although the room seemed a bit dim without electric lights, Wei Ran still clearly saw two lines of tears slipping from Ninel's elevation angle, and finally hit the bumpy table.

"Niniel, they." Felix put down the food in his hands in a panic.

"They died"

Ninel rubbed his face vigorously, finally buried his face in his arms, and said in a trembling tone, "He died half a month ago, in the bombing of the post office, and I didn't even find them. Corpse"

Hearing this, Felix, who had been standing all the time, seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and sat sluggishly on the chair that he had stepped on. His eyes looked blankly at his own hands. , There was also a strong look of panic and regret.

Ugh.
Wei Ran sighed silently, only to feel that the originally delicious fish soup had become extraordinarily bitter and hard to swallow.

(End of this chapter)