This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the stable, the four people looked at each other, and Mesut was the first to ask, "If you are transferred to the north, will you come back?"

"I'm not sure, but the director told me to pack up my personal belongings tonight and even take my quilt with me. I guess I won't be able to come back."

After a moment of silence, Mesut continued the work of trimming the horse's hooves, and at the same time said vaguely, "Andre, come back alive."

After a while, the man named Andre sighed, brandished a big shovel, and worked hard to clean up the excrement in the stable.

While everyone was busy in their own way, the stables were gradually cleaned up. Wei Ran and Mesut also put new horseshoes on all the horses that needed to have their toenails clipped, and also trimmed the horses' toenails to cover their eyes.

Hair curtain.

Almost at the same time that the four people were busy with their respective tasks, whistles were heard not far away.

"It's time to eat"

Mesut said, picked up the iron bucket and stool that were no longer warm, and was the first to walk out of the stable.

Immediately afterwards, the Japanese prisoners of war Ihor and Andre also packed up their tools and walked out of the stable.

The four of them lined up to get into the stone house, and then climbed up the ladder into the wooden house next door. When they came out, everyone had a big red lunch box in their hand.

Wei Ran, who deliberately stayed one step behind the three of them, looked at the camp while walking in the direction of the whistle.

Not surprisingly, he also saw another stone house in the camp. However, although it was already meal time, the lights in the wooden house attached to the stone house were still on and there were people.

A man with a gun stood by the window.

What's more interesting is that there is an oil lamp hanging on the lintel of this wooden house, and there is a wooden board under the oil lamp, with the Russian word "store" written in conspicuous black paint. Obviously, the man guarding the warehouse is very

You may also work as a store clerk.

Opposite this small shop is the canteen where you have to queue up to get food. The people blowing a whistle at the door of the canteen to remind everyone to come and get food are the uncle Sergey who ordered Wei Ran to kill the deer not long ago, and a

He looked at a young girl who was about seventy-eight years his age.

"Happy birthday, Comrade Mesut."

As he spoke, Uncle Sergei used a long-handled iron spoon to fill Mesut's lunch box with half a portion of stewed venison with potatoes and carrots. After he closed the lid of the tray inside, he added three boiled potatoes to it.

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"Thanks"

Mesut politely thanked him in Russian, and at the same time, the young girl also filled the lid of the lunch box he held in his other hand with thick beetroot soup.

"Happy birthday, Comrade Mesut."

This simple girl who looked tall in her mid-twenties also gave her blessing, then took out a raw frozen fish from her apron pocket and stuffed it into Mesut's apron pocket, "This is for you.

Gift."

"Thank you." Mesut thanked him again and walked aside with his food.

"Happy birthday, Comrade Ihor."

While blessing the old man, Sergei also prepared stewed venison and boiled potatoes for the nuclear prisoner of war. The girl whose name I didn't know also filled the bowls of red cabbage soup and served it to him.

I gave him my blessing, and by the way, I stuffed a paper bag whose contents I couldn’t see into Ihor’s pocket.

While Ihor expressed his thanks, Uncle Sergey also sent his blessings to Wei Ran, and also filled his lunch box with stew and boiled potatoes.

"Happy birthday, Victor."

After the simple girl filled the lid of Wei Ran's lunch box with beetroot soup, she stuffed a wine bottle into his pocket.

"Thanks"

After Wei Ran sincerely thanked him, he walked aside with his food. However, judging from Mesut and Ihor's intentions, it seemed that they had no intention of waiting for Andre. The Japs named Andre also seemed to have no intention of waiting for him.

He had no intention of going back with the three of them, but walked straight to a wooden house in the opposite direction.

On the way back, Wei Ran also learned after some insinuations that the prisoner of war named Andrei in Russian was actually a Japanese soldier from Nanzhao Xian. The reason why he did not go back was because he was planning to find this prisoner.

In the film, several other Japanese prisoners of war in the labor camp had dinner together, and at the same time, they also made way for three people celebrating their birthdays.

In addition, Wei Ran also learned that the relationship between Andre and Ihor was not actually good, and the two parties were even in a superior-subordinate relationship.

There is no doubt that Andre is the superior and Ihor is the subordinate. The two of them are jointly responsible for raising horses and cleaning the stables.

Don't think that Bi Mawen's job is easy. In fact, there are far more than the fifty or sixty horses that Wei Ran saw in this stable, but more than eighty. It's just that these horses work in three shifts.

But those reindeer are all there. According to these two people, these reindeer are mainly responsible for transportation because they cannot drag the felled logs. These reindeer will only be used when someone in the labor camp needs to go to the dock in the north.

Of course, although they survived due to their strength, these reindeer are also responsible for providing meat. As for why they only raise so many reindeer, it is naturally that there are too many and it is a waste of feed.

Without waiting for the chat to end, the three of them carried their own food and returned to the stone house. Under Mesut's command, Wei Ran and the Japanese prisoner named Ihor took out a piece of wood and put it on the fireplace.

A long table was formed, and the food that had just been brought was also placed on the long table.

After Mesut dug out several more large wooden bowls, Ihor also brought the enamel pot placed by the fireplace to the table, and used a large wooden spoon to put almost all the meat inside into the wooden bowls.

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Wei Ran was not idle either. He also got into the wooden house next door and took out the meaty spines that had been roasted and filled with a rich meaty aroma and placed them on the table.

Almost as soon as the three of them took out the birthday gift they had just received from the girl and placed it on the table, the thick canvas curtain was also opened, and Uncle Sergey and a man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old

The young men also walked in one after another.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although the light in the room is not too bright, Wei Ran can still recognize it at a glance. This young man wearing a Soviet military uniform and a woolen coat is

Warehouse guard Panin Yashin.

"Happy birthday, friends."

The young guard placed his lunch box on a long makeshift table, then took off his hat and gloves and threw them away. Although he opened the satchel around his waist, he took things out and said, "While I'm still here,

Without drinking, let me give you your birthday present first."

"Pan Ning is right, I have prepared gifts for you too."

Sergey said, but turned around and left the room. Not long after, he walked in again carrying a canvas bag.

"Mesut, this is my gift to you."

Panin said, handing a pair of goggles to Mesut, "I bought these when Sergei and I went to Turukhansk last month."

"This is a good thing," Mesut said, taking the goggles with both hands and trying to put them on his face, "It's very comfortable to wear."

"Ihor, this is your gift."

Panin said, and took out a pair of thick mittens from his pocket and handed them to Ihor, "My mother made these by herself from wolf skin."

"Thank you" Ihor happily took the pair of leather gloves connected with a leather rope.

"It's your turn, Victor." Before Panin could finish his words, he had already taken out a glass can bottle from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "I made this myself. It is very useful for frostbite."

Taking the can, Wei Ran sincerely thanked him, but he couldn't help but cursed in his heart that the metal book was too stupid.

There is no other reason. This gift to himself is simply the can of solidified bear oil that he cooked with his own hands before entering this time and space and placed it in the food box. The only difference is that it is just this can

The bottle wrapper is gone.

"It's my turn to give the gift I prepared."

Sergey said, like Santa Claus, he took out a pair of brand new felt boots from his canvas pocket and handed them to Ihor, "Ihor, these are from me."

"Thank you" Ihor said gratefully.

Sergey smiled and took out a reindeer skin robe with a pullover and hood from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "Victor, this is for you."

"This dress looks warm"

Wei Ran took the coat and put it on directly. Just like what he said, this coat with fur facing inside is indeed warm. Not only are the two sleeves longer than the hands, but the hem also exceeds the knees.

Cover the upper edge of the felt boots. Then buckle the hood, and even the sound will be blocked a lot.

Panin took a few steps forward, helped Wei Ran tighten the belt around his waist, and explained in a low voice, "This is Uncle Sergey's way of thanking you for walking out of the broken ice with Mesut more than a month ago.

He fished his grandson out and sewed it with the thickest reindeer hide."

Have I ever done such a good thing? While Wei Ran was muttering to himself, Sergei had already taken out another reindeer skin robe from his canvas pocket and handed it to Mesut.

After the small ceremony of exchanging gifts, the five people sat on the edge of the wooden board. Sergey also opened Weiran's bottle of wine. Ihor also used a knife handed by Panin to cut the thirty-year-old man's hand.

The frozen fish, many centimeters long, was cut into thin slices.

As for Mesut, he tore open the pack of cigarettes that Ihor had just thrown on the table, took out one, put it in his mouth and lit it.

"For the first cup, let us pay homage to Comrade Stalin," Sergey said loudly, then lowered his voice and added, "And the shaman god who protects us."

"cheers!"

The rest of the crowd agreed in a low voice, and each drank the bottom glass of vodka in the enamel jar.

“Second cup”

While Panin was pouring the wine, Sergey picked up a piece of raw fish fillet and threw it into his mouth. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he said, "Happy birthday to our friend."

"cheers"

Everyone drank the wine in the cup again. This time, the wine was more than twice as much as before.

"The third glass," Sergey said after pouring the wine, "let me think about it, just to commemorate the reindeer killed by Victor."
To be continued...