"Let's go together"

In the cement house at the edge of the playground, Wei Ran dragged the sledge out and extended an invitation to Lidya who helped open the door.

"Let's go," Lidya said, taking the initiative to help Wei Ran push the empty sledge.

"Sit on it"

Wei Ran stopped after pulling the sledge out of the door, "We don't have to work during the day, so sit on it. At least you can sleep for a while. I have to go back and take back those mouse traps. When it's almost there, I will call

Wake you up."

Hearing this, Lydia hesitated for a moment, and finally sat on the sledge, wrapped herself tightly in a blanket and closed her eyes.

Dragging the sledge, Wei Ran walked step by step in the direction he came from, following the footprints left last night.

Fortunately, compared to the emergency move before dawn, at least the return trip at this time was in a downwind direction. Sometimes, when he encountered a downhill road, he could still stand on the sledge and slide along for a distance of dozens of meters.

This small advantage, coupled with the fact that there was only the fake and airy Lidya in the car, undoubtedly made Wei Ran go a lot faster. However, before he could reach the ruins of the nursing home where the mouse traps were installed, the sky was full of

But there was heavy snowfall again.

For a moment, the strong wind carried snowflakes and enveloped the ruined city. It also woke up Lydia, who was already sleeping. The two of them watched with their own eyes some pedestrians were blown down by the wind and snow, and struggled, little by little.

Yes, struggling to get up.

"Victor, stop for a moment."

Before Lidya finished speaking, and before Wei Ran, who had already slowed down, came to a complete stop, she stumbled down from the sledge truck and struggled to lift up a thin middle-aged man like a hemp pole.

She didn't want to, so she took out the German chocolate that Wei Ran had given her before from her pocket, took out a piece from it, and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth without any hesitation.

Sighing secretly, Wei Ran also stopped the car completely, took out his bottle of wine, walked over to another Leningrad resident who was knocked down by the wind, lifted his light body up, and let him sit firmly on the sledge.

, then brought the wine bottle with the lid unscrewed to his mouth, and poured him a small sip of thick honey.

Almost at the same time that honey flowed into his mouth, which had not eaten properly for a long time, the young man wearing a leather apron and thick glasses, who was supported by Wei Ran on his shoulders, widened his eyes and subconsciously drank from the wine bottle.

He took a big sip of thick honey.

What he didn't expect was that not only did his subconscious action take a big mouthful of honey, but Wei Ran also had no intention of avoiding it.

He pursed his lips tightly and stepped back. The man glanced at Wei Ran, then took out a glasses case from his arms and carefully spat out a large mouthful of honey into the glasses case.

"What are you doing?" Wei Ran asked in confusion.

"My wife is still hungry, and my children are still hungry." The man wearing glasses said gratefully, "They haven't had sweets for a long time. I plan to leave this mouthful of honey to them, but I

I still want to thank you for being willing to use such a precious thing to save me."

Wei Ran secretly sighed. Under the anxious and nervous gaze of the other party, Wei Ran took the shabby iron glasses case, poured the boss's thick honey into it, and then returned the glasses case to the other party, "Take care of it."

"Your wife and children, I'm sorry, I can only give you so much." "Thank you! Thank you!" The man clutched the glasses case and repeated his heartfelt gratitude over and over again.

"Hurry up and go home," Wei Ran said, and walked towards his sledge, which was about to turn over in the wind.

After a while, Lidya also sat on the sledge again, silently letting Wei Ran pull her and disappear into the wind and snow.

Until the two people behind them who were being helped were completely blocked by the wind and snow, Lydia suddenly asked, "Sorry, I used you to send..."

"It doesn't matter." Wei Ran waved his hand without looking back, and at the same time, he also speeded up slightly.

After almost half an hour of hurrying and slowing, Wei Ran saw the ruins of the bombed building again.

"I will go back by myself in the evening," Lydia said uneasily as she left the sledge, "Victor, take care of the children."

"After you finish your work, go to the basement to find me. I will bury Mrs. Via."

"Why don't we wait together?" Lydia asked subconsciously. "No wait, let's go to work."

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he waved his hand and watched Lidya, who was hesitant to speak, walk alone to the distribution office at the end of the street. Then, despite the wind and snow, he walked straight to the ruins of a nursing home not far away.

From a distance, he noticed that the ruins of the nursing home had also been bombarded before dawn, but fortunately, the nursing home itself was already a ruin that could not collapse anymore, and the surrounding buildings had already been burned down.

There was no one living there at all, so naturally there would be no casualties.

After taking an extra walk around the surrounding ruins, Wei Ran first loaded the half-burned wooden beams he accidentally found onto the sledge truck. He also made sure there were no other people around, and then carefully took out the wooden beams hidden everywhere.

Mouse trap.

What he didn't expect was that in just one night, a total of 6 rats of different sizes were caught in the 13 rat traps set up here!

Of course, all these fat rats that were caught had, without exception, been frozen to death in their cages due to the low temperature.

Without wasting any time, Wei Ran took out the German paratrooper knife he had picked up not long ago, disembowelled the rats as quickly as possible, chopped up the internal organs that had frozen into ice lumps, mixed them with honey, and rearranged the rat cages.

.

After packing all the cleaned furry rats into small sacks, Wei Ran cleaned up the footprints again, pulled half of the charred wooden beams, and returned to the basement, which was still extremely warm before the bombardment.

At this time, a thin layer of snow had accumulated in the basement with the skylight opened. In the open space at the door of the three rooms, a small grave was piled up by falling bricks and rubble.

At the edge of the bag, two frozen corpses could still be seen.

He remembered clearly that of the two corpses, one was originally placed in a room on the third floor, and the other was pulled back by himself with a sledge. The mother of the baby Galina————

Comrade Fennet.

"Wow"

As Wei Ran used the charred wooden beam to pry the gap between the bricks and tiles on the tomb bag, a pile of bricks still stuck together by cement slid to the feet of the tomb bag.

"Crunch, crunch"

Amidst the tooth-grinding noise made by the charred wooden beam itself, Wei Ran, who almost hung his entire body on the other end of the wooden beam, also felt his body slowly descending, and at the same time, another pile of broken bricks

It was also pried and rolled to the side.

After leaving the wooden beam behind, Wei Ran moved bricks and tiles away with his bare hands. Finally, after working for more than half an hour, he dug out the first frozen corpse, and then dug out the second corpse.

There was no rush to move the two corpses. After he stood up and became more accustomed to the dizziness caused by hypoglycemia, he carried the charred wooden beam into the originally warm basement and began to slowly pry more

A large collapsed wall.

After trying several times to no avail, he stopped and used the wooden beam in his hand to support the broken wall. Then he followed his memory to find Mrs. Via's position, sat down silently, and worked together patiently and meticulously.

They moved the broken bricks piece by piece, looking for Mrs. Via who was buried.

As time passed by while he was busy, the cold wind outside the basement became more and more biting, and the snow became heavier and heavier. Even the inside of the basement was covered with a layer of snow that blew in.

But from time to time, bricks of various sizes, complete or incomplete, were still thrown onto the white snow. The broken wall that was originally pressed against the ruins was finally lifted with difficulty thanks to Wei Ran's many efforts.

Gave up the position.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

Amidst the soft sound of the falling bricks knocking against each other, Wei Ran pulled out Mrs. Via's frozen body with difficulty and caution.

After a rough inspection, he secretly sighed. This kind and pitiful old woman's lumbar vertebrae had been broken. The broken ribs were also soft and had clearly stabbed her internal organs. Even her legs

, all had their bones broken.

"Why bother shelling the civilians here..."

Wei Ran is helping

While watching Mrs. Weiya sorting out her remains, he muttered angrily. In these days, he had already figured out the surrounding situation. There were no factories, power plants, schools in session, no Soviet Red Army command post, and there was no any...

Decent anti-aircraft shelter.

In other words, except for the innocent starving residents, there are no targets for shelling or bombing here at all. But outside the city, there are those Germans and those French smokers flying around in the sky. They still do it, they still do it.

Aim the muzzle here and drop the aerial bomb here.

Wei Ran, who was thinking wildly, couldn't help but pause when he touched Mrs. Weiya's pocket. After a moment's hesitation, he put his hand into Mrs. Weiya's pocket and took out a tightly wrapped towel.

In fact, there is also a small package tied with a cross on the outside with a rope.

Inside this thick white towel is a wooden photo frame. There is a Y-shaped crack in the middle of the glass in the photo frame, but even so, the photo behind the glass can still be seen clearly.

In this color photo, which was not common in this era, the silver-haired Mrs. Via is sitting on a small stool wearing a smart Soviet bank uniform.

Next to her, there was an old man of a similar age sitting, holding an accordion in his arms, looking sideways at Mrs. Via, who was smiling particularly happily, with a loving look on his face.

Behind the old couple, behind the stools in the photo, you can see five younger men and women lined up.

The two on the far left look almost identical. They are both wearing Soviet Red Army uniforms, have beards, and each has a cigarette in his mouth.

On each of their chests, there are awards such as medals of bravery and battle medals. On their waists, there is also a TT33 pistol in a holster. The one on the right also has a TT33 pistol hanging on his chest.

A telescope.

The third one, who looked younger, was wearing a Soviet Air Force one-piece flight suit, with a leather flight cap and goggles on his head. He also had a medal on his chest that he could not see what it was.

The fourth one is a dashing woman, she is wearing a blue police uniform, and a Nagant revolver in a holster can be seen on her waist.

As for the last young man, he was wearing a brown plaid formal suit, a Lenin hat, and a pair of glasses on his face.

On the contrary, he was holding a vodka bottle in one hand and a huge chicken drumstick in the other. Even his cheeks were bulging, as if there was something he hadn't had time to swallow, and he was called to take part in the photo shoot.

A family portrait of laughter and laughter.

Turning the photo frame over to the back, Wei Ran opened the wooden cover at the back. First he found a negative in a paper bag, and then he discovered that on the back of the photo, there was writing in smooth blue cursive Russian.

"The anniversary of the October Revolution of 1940 is a day worth commemorating and celebrating." It's a pity...

Wei Ran silently took out the British army kettle, put the paper bag containing the negatives into the kettle's canvas cover, then restored the photo frame to its original shape, rewrapped it in a towel and tied it tightly with a rope, and placed it on Mrs. Via

's arms.

Looking up at the gloomy sky outside and the falling snowflakes, Wei Ran unscrewed the lid of the kettle and took a sip of sticky honey. Then he put away the kettle and dragged Mrs. Via's frozen body with a little effort.
To be continued...