War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 805 From today onwards, you will be the bugleman

During the three days of the ceremony, Xia Shushi and Er Shi acted like conscientious tour guides, leading Wei Ran and others to play around.

Of course, if the description is more accurate, it is better to say that Wei Ran and Sui Sui, who have already been here, as well as Xia Shushi and II, took the Katenka sisters and Lola to taste various local specialties for three days .

In contrast, the owner of the B&B and inn where they stayed was left alone. Xia Shushi and Er Shi, who went out early and returned late every day, under the instruction of Wei Ran, seemed to have forgotten the original intention of coming here, and never mentioned it. Buy that helmet thing.

The bald boss could hold his breath. After receiving a false inspection report on the paint provided by the Second Emperor, he acted as if nothing happened, and also no longer raised the matter of selling steel helmets.Of course, the shrewd boss also seemed to have forgotten, and never mentioned the refund of the previous visit fee.

Seeing that it was the fourth day, Wei Ran and others followed Xia Shushi to check out and left, and took the flight to Yecheng, leaving only the second generation to deal with the owner of the bed and breakfast by himself.

As far as Wei Ran was concerned, he was also not in a hurry. After all, although the Second Emperor had treated them well these days, neither party had mentioned the matter of investigation remuneration.

On the other hand, the prestige of Yeren Mountain also kept him awake enough, and he would never plunge into it as soon as his head got hot like Tengxian and Baiyangdian before.

Similarly, even Xia Shushi maintained an unspeakable tacit understanding, and did not mention the helmet and the piece of information hidden in the bullet during the whole process.

It was obvious that he and Second Emperor were going to check it out by themselves first, and judging from their looks, they seemed very confident that they could find something.

Chatting along the way, the plane landed at Yecheng Airport on time. Under the leadership of Xia Shushi, everyone took the intercity high-speed train and arrived at Zibei in less than half an hour.

At the entrance of the high-speed railway station, Xia Shushi made a phone call, and found a domestic 7-seater SUV with a local license plate and the car keys hidden in the gap between the wheels.

"This is my local friend's car." Xia Shushi said after beckoning everyone to get on the car, "I'll take you to his house to eat coconut chicken tomorrow."

"It seems that you come here often?" Wei Ran, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked with a smile.

“Every year my grandpa comes here for the winter”

Xia Shushi explained as he drove away from the parking lot, "Basically, I will send him here. When the weather here is hot, and the weather at home is warmer, I will come over and pick up the old man. Here, only when it gets warmer at home every year, will the old man be taken back to spend the summer and autumn."

"No wonder"

Wei Ran nodded and didn't say anything, let Xia Shushi lead them to find a hotel to settle down first, and then drove to a neighborhood that looked ordinary on the outside.

Contrary to Wei Ran's expectations, when they followed Xia Shushi into the door, they found that it was just a two-bedroom apartment that was well-kept and extraordinarily clean. Balcony with flowers.

Through the half-open door, Wei Ran and the others could even see that one of the bedrooms had bunks with a double bed on the bottom and a single bed on the top.

This small house, which can be described as cramped, is completely different from the old villa that Wei Ran saw in Bincheng.

"This is the house my parents bought a few years ago for the convenience of work"

Xia Shushi looked up at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, "At this time, my grandpa should have been taken for a walk by the beach by the nanny."

"This house can accommodate so many of you?" Wei Ran couldn't help asking, not to mention the bedroom, just a few of them squeezed into the living room seemed a bit crowded.

"Live"

Xia Shushi was busy pouring water for everyone while explaining, "I sleep in the same room with my grandpa, and my parents sleep in the same room. The nanny is from this community, so I don't sleep here at night, and my parents don't come back every day. , they are busy."

"How about we go find the old man now?" Wei Ran took the water glass and asked.

"That's what I thought, just wait a minute."

As Xia Shushi said, he had already pulled his suitcase into the room with bunk beds, then took out a wooden box from the bedside cabinet, and then took down the bugle hanging on the bedside into the box.

When he came out of the bedroom with the wooden box in his arms, Wei Ran and the others also put down the cups.

"The rest is up to you"

Xia Shushi handed the wooden box to Wei Ran with confidence, and at the same time said with regret, "The old man's memory has improved a lot a while ago, but I'm a little confused after hearing what my mother said these days."

Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't say anything, so he could only hold the wooden box tightly, and together with Sui Sui and others who came over, he followed Xia Shushi out of the room, left the community on foot, and strolled towards the distance. Not too far from the coastline.

From a long distance, Wei Ran saw Mr. Xia Chuan sitting on a bench by the side of the road, holding a green coconut with a straw in his hand.And beside him, there is a woman who looks 50 years old, who is playing the storytelling of Mr. Shan Tianfang on her mobile phone.

Seeing that Mr. Xia Chuan was engrossed in listening, Wei Ran turned around and said to Suisui who was following, "It's rare to come here, you go to the beach to play first, I'll wait here, and go there after the old man finishes listening."

Hearing this, Sui Sui nodded, changed into Russian, and greeted Lola and Katenka sisters and walked to the coconut stand not far away.

Seeing Wei Ran sitting down on another bench across the road, Xia Shushi walked towards his grandfather.It's a pity that the old man no longer knows his grandson as the former mentioned.

"This book is not everything"

Wei Ran looked at the tattoo on the tiger's mouth on his left hand and muttered to himself. When he heard that Mr. Xia Chuan's memory had recovered, he thought this book could create a miracle.

But it was only at this time that I realized belatedly that this book is not even willing to change history, so how can it change the status quo of those who have survived history?

Glancing again at Xia Shushi, who was patient, smiling, and familiar with the way Mr. Xia Chuan introduced himself, Wei Ran slowly opened the wooden box on his lap, and looked at the soldier lying on the red velvet cloth. No, patiently waited for the grandpa and grandson to become friends, and patiently waited until the old man Shan Tianfang on the phone speaker on the opposite side took a picture of the gavel and said the phrase "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!".

Until this time, Xia Shushi who was sitting across from him gave the nanny a wink, and after the latter paused the playback of the storytelling and left, he gestured to Wei Ran who was sitting across from him.

Looking up at the tourists chasing the waves in the distance, and Sui Sui and others who were walking towards the water with a coconut in one hand and shoes in the other, Wei Ran took a deep breath, took out the bugle in the box, and stood up On the bench, puffed up his cheeks and blew the only melody he knew.

Amidst the sound of the ticking horn, Mr. Xia Chuan, who was chatting enthusiastically with his own grandson, suddenly became extremely serious. His old body subconsciously stood up, and his eyes looked around vigilantly. Looking at the tourists and passers-by who followed the sound.

But soon, his face turned into a daze, and then into a sigh of relief.After a while, the old man's gaze also focused on the old bugle that Wei Ran was holding up, and a look of bewilderment and longing appeared on that face with the marks of time.

After a long time, Wei Ran stopped playing, and the old man walked over tremblingly, and took the bugle from the former's hand.

"This number is mine," Mr. Xia Chuan said with great certainty.

"Yes! It's yours!" Wei Ran slightly increased the volume and asked, "What do you think of my blowing?"

"Good! Good!"

The old man carefully wiped the mouthpiece with his cuff, and at the same time asked tentatively, "Are you, comrade, here to replace me? Are you also a bugleman?"

"Do you want me to replace you?" Wei Ran asked loudly.

"Think, don't want to"

Xia Chuan looked at the bugle in his hand with regret, "I'm old, I can't blow it, and I can't keep up with it, but this charge must be blown by someone, and you must stand upright so that everyone can hear it." , I see, what you just did is very good. But I can’t bear it, I still think about it.”

Speaking of this, the blank look on the old man's face became more intense, "Why can't I remember? What are their names?"

"It's good if you don't remember it," said Xia Shushi who was supporting him, "Old man, just forget it if you forget it, it's good to forget it."

"How can I do it! No way!"

The old man hugged the bugle tightly in his arms, and said as a matter of course, "Don't forget, how can you forget them. They haven't come back, they haven't come back yet. If I forget them again, there will be no one Remember them."

"Then do you remember?" Xia Shushi asked patiently.

"I remember, let me think, let me think"

Xia Chuan tightened his grip on the bugle, "I remember, there seems to be a surname Xia, called Xia! Everyone calls him Xiao Xia, he is a soldier in Liaodong! He survived, he must remember! And Call me. Let me think about it, I will definitely remember it."

"Is it Shen Chen?" Wei Ran couldn't help reminding.

"Chen Chen, Chen Chen, yes! Yes! It's Shen Chen!"

Xia Chuan said happily, "He's a squad leader! He...he seems...seems like"

"He's back too! He's back a long time ago!" Xia Shushi took over the conversation in time, "They're all back, and Xiao Zhang and Lao Zhou are all back."

"They're all back?" Mr. Xia Chuan became more and more happy, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

After finishing speaking, the old man turned his head to look like Wei Ran, "Little comrade, are you here to replace me?"

"Do you want me to replace you?" Wei Ran asked the same question loudly again.

"Think about it! Someone will take my job!"

Xia Shushi's excited tone was slightly trembling, "My comrades-in-arms are back, and I'm old too! I can't blow it! If there is no trumpet sound during the charge, it will delay the big event!"

"Then I'll take your shift!" Wei Ran responded loudly under Xia Shushi's hint.

"Good! Good!"

Xia Shushi reluctantly looked at the bugle tightly clutched in his hand, and finally put it on Wei Ranping's hands with both hands, "From today onwards, you will be the trumpeter!"

(End of this chapter)