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Chapter 2680

It just so happened that Victoria happened to live downstairs from Sokov.

Victoria opened the door, and Sokov put the things in, put them down, and was about to leave when an old voice came from the direction of the bedroom: "Victoria, are there guests at home?"

"It's the neighbor upstairs. He helped me bring back the things I bought." After Victoria said something in the direction of the bedroom, she explained to Sokov in a low voice: "It's my great-grandmother."

"Your great-grandmother?!" Sokov asked curiously: "She must be very old, right?"

"Yes." Victoria nodded and gave Sokov a positive answer: "I am 99 years old this year and will be 100 years old next year."

"That's really longevity."

Sokov's eyes swept across the living room, and he accidentally saw a photo frame on the cabinet against the wall. There seemed to be a lot of old black and white photos in it.

Victoria noticed where Sokov's eyes were resting and said: "Those photo frames are full of photos of my great-grandmother. She once participated in the Great Patriotic War."

"So, your great-grandmother is still a hero." Sokov vaguely saw the people in the black-and-white photo, with their chests covered with medals. He wanted to step forward to see clearly, so he tentatively asked Victoria: "I

Can you go over and look at those old photos?"

"Of course." Victoria readily agreed to Sokov's request: "My great-grandmother liked people to see her old photos. But in the past few years, as her former friends passed away one after another, there was basically no one.

After looking at these photos with her, her spirit is getting worse day by day."

Sokov came to the wall and looked carefully at the old photos in the frames.

When he saw clearly the photo of three people in the middle, he couldn't help but be shocked.

The person standing in position C is clearly himself. On his right is Major Lida, the commander of the Women's Anti-aircraft Artillery Regiment, and on his left is Captain Ulanova, the political commissar of the regiment. If I remember correctly, it was I who had just replaced Lida as the battalion commander.

After being promoted to regimental leader, a war reporter took the photo of the three of him. He never dreamed that he would see this photo again after returning to modern society.

"Victoria," Sokov turned to ask Victoria: "I wonder who your great-grandmother is?"

"Well, that's her." Victoria pointed at Lida and said, "She is my great-grandmother..."

"Lida, your great-grandmother's name was Lida?" Sokov asked eagerly, "right?"

"Yes." Victoria looked at Sokov in confusion and asked, "How do you know my great-grandmother's name?"

"Then the other female officer should be Captain Ulanova, the regimental political commissar, right?"

Victoria looked at Sokov as if she had seen a ghost, and asked with shock: "How do you know? You know, I didn't tell you my great-grandmother's name. And how do you know the political commissar next to him, Ulanova?"

Where is the captain?"

Sokov realized that he was a little out of control because of seeing his own photo, so he accidentally let it slip. When Victoria asked about it, he quickly said perfunctorily: "I don't know how, I just saw it."

This photo seemed very familiar to me. I should have seen it in the War Museum in Victory Square. The reason why I could call them by their names was entirely because there was an annotation under the photo at that time."

Victoria seemed dubious about Sokov's seemingly reasonable but actually far-fetched explanation. She looked at Sokov carefully, trying to judge from his expression whether what he said was true or false.

"Officer Victoria, it's getting late, I'll take my leave first."

However, just as Sokov turned around and was about to leave, he heard an old voice coming from behind: "Misha, Misha, is that you?"

Hearing this voice, Sokov couldn't help but trembled. He instinctively turned his head and looked behind him, only to see an old lady with staggering steps walking into the living room. When Sokov turned around, she said emotionally: "You

Really back!"

"Great-grandmother, are you sick again?" Victoria quickly stepped forward to help her, "I'll help you go back to the house and lie down."

Unexpectedly, the old lady broke free from her hand, took two more steps towards Sokov, and continued: "Misha, although your appearance has changed, your speaking habits will not change. I can be sure.

You are the Misha I know."

"Great-grandmother, please go back to the house and rest quickly. There is no Misha you know here." Victoria explained to Sokov: "Misha, I'm so sorry. My great-grandmother suffered from Alzheimer's disease two years ago.

Sometimes he is awake and sometimes confused, and he is probably sick again at this moment."

But the old lady was still struggling and kept saying: "Victoria, let me go. I am sober now, soberer than ever before."

Hearing what the old lady said, Victoria could only let her go and let her fall in front of Sokov.

The old lady came to Sokov, held Sokov's face with her wrinkled hands, and said with tears: "Misha, I had a dream yesterday about the scene where I was promoted by you.

I thought you would show up today."

Sokov felt that there might be some kind of telepathy between the old lady and him, otherwise it would be impossible for him to return to modern times. Even his appearance would be different from that during the Great Patriotic War, and she could still recognize him at a glance. He originally wanted to refuse, but

Then I thought about what exactly happened after I was injured in March 1946. I couldn't figure it out just by relying on the diaries of people who were unfamiliar with me. If I could communicate with this old lady, I might be able to get more useful information.

information.

"You are Lida, right?" Sokov said carelessly: "You are right, I am the former commander of the 27th Group Army, Lieutenant General Sokov!"

Hearing Sokov admitting his identity, the old lady threw herself into his arms and began to cry: "Misha, when you were seriously injured and were sent back to Moscow to recuperate, I completely lost you.

News. I thought I would never have the chance to see you again in this life, but I didn’t expect you to come to me today.”

Victoria, who was standing nearby, was stunned. She didn't know what was going on.

Sokov waited for the old lady to let go of him, helped her sit down on the sofa in the living room, and explained: "Victoria, have you heard about reincarnation?"

Victoria didn't know how to answer Sokov's question and could only shake her head blankly.

Naturally, Sokov would not tell the two of them that he had traveled back in time during the Great Patriotic War and served as Lida's superior. He could only say perfunctorily: "It is when a person dies and is reincarnated that the memory of his previous life does not exist.

It’s not eliminated.” He originally wanted to say it was because he didn’t drink Meng Po Soup, but then he thought, the old guys must have never heard of such high-end products as Meng Po Soup, so he simply didn’t say anything.

After hearing Sokov's explanation, Victoria seemed to understand and said: "Misha, what you mean is that although you are Chinese, you still have Russian memories in your body. Is my understanding correct?"

"That's right." Sokov followed Victoria's meaning and said: "Don't you think that my Russian is quite standard? If you didn't see me in person and just listened to me speak, you would definitely think of me as an authentic Russian.

Bar."

"That's right." Victoria agreed very much with Sokov's statement: "When I was dealing with you this morning, I felt that your Russian was quite authentic. I also wanted to ask you if you grew up in Russia.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to speak Russian so well.”

"Actually, I have only been in Russia for a few years." In order to convince Victoria, Sokov continued to make up stories: "My original Russian language level was never good. But one time when I was traveling abroad and passed an old battlefield,

Suddenly I felt a splitting headache, and then countless memory fragments that did not belong to me poured into my mind..."

Following a common plot in time-travel novels, Sokov told Victoria how he knew about the Great Patriotic War, leaving Victoria stunned for a moment.

After telling the made-up story, while Victoria was still digesting what he had told, he sat directly next to the old lady: "Lida, when did you retire?"

Even though the old lady is almost a hundred years old, her hearing is still good. She can still hear what Sokov is saying clearly without speaking loudly: "I retired in 1946 with the rank of lieutenant colonel, and then I was assigned

He joined the Industrial Bureau in Moscow and served as section chief."

Sokov glanced at Victoria standing next to him and asked curiously: "Then when did you get married?"

Unexpectedly, when Victoria heard this question, she unexpectedly said: "Misha, my great-grandmother was never married."

Sokov was stunned. He had never been married. Could it be that you, the younger generation, just jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?

Victoria saw Sokov's doubts and hurriedly explained: "Misha, you should know. At the end of the war, there were many orphans. My great-grandmother adopted four children in the orphanage, three boys and one girl, including mine.

grandfather."

"Are your grandfather and others still alive?"

"My grandfather passed away in the early 1990s." Victoria continued: "My parents died in a car accident two years ago, and now only my great-grandmother and I are left to depend on each other."

"Where are your grandfather's brothers and sisters?" Sokov remembered that Victoria said that Lida had adopted four children, and continued to ask: "Where are their descendants?"

"Although my great-grandmother adopted four children, my grandfather was the only one who grew up."

"Misha," Lida held Sokov's hand and said softly: "You know all the children I adopted."

"I know them all?" Sokov looked at Lida in confusion, thinking to himself, how could I know the child you adopted?

"Misha, have you forgotten the four children we saved during the Battle of Stalingrad?" Lida may be worried that Sokov has forgotten this, and specifically reminded him: "I still remember

The time they were rescued was October 1942. The three boys were Vadim, 4, Anton, 7, Daniel, 5, and a little girl, Lilia, who was three and a half years old. Victoria's grandfather was five years old at the time.

Daniel."

"Oh, I remembered." Sokov nodded slowly after listening to Lida's words: "They are the children I asked a few reporters to take away."

"That's right." Lida nodded with a smile and said in a positive tone: "It's them."

"Victoria, why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and pour tea for Misha!" After Lida sent Victoria away, she continued: "After retiring, I met the old man by chance.

That female reporter.”

"Are you talking about Kopalova?"

Lida stared into Sokov's eyes, nodded slowly, and continued: "She should be called this name. When I met her, it was 1951, and there was a little boy next to her who looked about the same as you.

Very similar. I asked her at that time who the father of the child was, but she refused to tell."

Sokov's breathing became rapid. If what Lida said was true, then Kopalova's child might really be his.

Thinking of this, he asked cautiously: "Lida, do you know what happened to Kopalova?"

Lida shook her head slowly and said: "I only met her once, and then we never had any contact with each other. I don't know where she went after that. Whether she stayed in Moscow or went somewhere else."

Where it is, I don’t know.”

"Misha, please drink tea!" Victoria put a cup of hot tea in front of Sokov and asked curiously: "What are you and my great-grandmother talking about?"

"Talk about things during the war years." Sokov sighed and said, "For me, those things are like seeing them in a dream."

After saying this, he turned to Lida and asked: "By the way, is your political commissar Ulanova still alive today?"

Lida shook her head and said bitterly: "She passed away the year before last year. Since her death, no one has come to my house to visit me anymore. I just sit on the recliner in the bedroom every day, looking out the window in a daze, guessing

When can I go see my old friends?"

"Great-grandmother, your health is so good, you can live for at least ten or twenty years." Victoria said next to her: "Now you have another friend named Misha, who can often come and chat with you."

Hearing what Victoria said, Lida grabbed Sokov's arm with her wrinkled and skinny hand, and begged: "Misha, when you are free, you must come and chat with me more.

I have a feeling my days are numbered."

"Lida!" Sokov patted the back of Lida's hand with his hand and comforted her and said, "I think Victoria is right. Your health is still so good. If you live for another ten or twenty years, you should be able to survive."

It’s not a big problem.”

After chatting for a while, the elderly Leda fell asleep unconsciously.

Sokov helped carry Lida back to the bedroom, placed her gently on the bed, and then came out to say goodbye to Victoria: "Officer Victoria, I'm so sorry to have stayed at your house for so long."

"Misha, thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"I haven't seen my great-grandmother so happy for many years." Victoria said politely to Sokov: "If you are free, I wonder if you can come and chat with my great-grandmother and talk about something that interests her so that she can

Stay in a good mood.”

Sokov originally wanted to find out what happened after 1946 through Lida. Since Victoria took the initiative to invite him, he naturally wanted it: "Officer Victoria, don't worry, as long as I have time, I will come over and talk to you."

Great-Grandma Chatting.”

"Then I would like to thank you first." Victoria took out the phone and said to Sokov: "Misha, please leave me a phone number so that I can contact you if anything happens in the future." Maybe it was to dispel the problem.

Regarding Sokov's concerns, she also specifically emphasized, "If you encounter any trouble, you can also call me. As long as it is within my scope of authority, I will definitely help you solve the problem."

Sokov readily left his phone number and said with a smile: "Officer Victoria, we will keep in touch at any time."


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