Glancing at Wei Ran, who was two or three meters away from her, the woman touched the dog's head, reached out and took out a small object carved with antlers from the inside of the door and put it in the small leather bag. Then she patted the dog's head again and used

Nenets shouted.

After getting the signal, the dog immediately ran out and disappeared before the woman could close the wooden door with the dog hole.

"Go in and wait."

The woman walked inside and said, "My husband went out before dawn, so you may have to wait."

After a brief pause, the woman continued, "The nearest doctor available nearby is at the railway construction site. Even if we hook up all the sled dogs and run, it will take three hours to pull him back."

"Railway construction site?" Wei Ran's heart sank. He knew which railway the other party was talking about. He knew it very well!

He especially remembered that when he was in Mine No. 52, the big-breasted nurse Irene was sent to the terrifying polar construction site to participate in railway construction because of her various schemes. In the end, she still got pregnant through intercourse.

Only then was he able to get out of there alive.

From the moment he crossed the Yenisey River, he had actually been trying to avoid getting too close to the railway line that was trying to connect the Yenisey River to the Ob River - he didn't want to be dragged into it.

A railway worker, even if he might meet a busty nurse there who is eager to borrow his seed to have a baby, he still doesn't want to go.

But now

Wei Ran swallowed secretly, looked at the stone house behind him subconsciously, and asked with a natural expression, "It's been too long. Do you have any medical equipment here? Even for veterinarians."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No"

The Nenets woman with a big belly shook her head as she walked towards the stone house, "On this tundra, the only people who know how to use those things are those from Moscow."

Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't help but grin. The Muscovite in this woman's mouth actually refers to all "outsiders" from Europe.

Whether it's a hemorrhoid criminal, a thief who violated the Sansui Law, or a war criminal captured from various battlefields.

As long as the nomadic tribes are not native to this tundra, they will be labeled "Muscovites". Such a label seems to symbolize civilization, but in fact it is a label sent by the civilized world to transform Siberia and itself.

"You're not from Moscow, too, are you?" the woman asked without looking back as she walked into the stone house.

"Am I traveling so far from Moscow to hunt here?" Wei Ran asked pretending to be helpless.

"Maybe we should build the railway," the pot-bellied woman said meaningfully.

Before Wei Ran could speak, the woman said again, "Whether it's hunting or building railways, these are none of our business, as long as you"

"All my weapons are on the table"

As Wei Ran spoke, he took out the Finnish knife from his boot and placed it on the table with various chips.

After picking up the exquisitely crafted knife and looking at it, the Nenets woman put it back on the table, held her belly and sat on the chair by the fireplace with difficulty, picked up a furry animal skin and continued to start.

While sewing, he did not forget to say, "If your companions don't have to take care of you, help drive the sled dogs back to the den. There is a barrel of meat on the other side of the fireplace that can be fed to them."

Hearing this, Wei Ran simply picked up the bucket of frozen meat from an unknown animal and walked out of the stone house. After feeding it to the hard-working dogs, he untied the rope and let them get into the wooden shed, and then continued

Tie the two reindeer to the tree stump next to the wooden house.

When he returned to the house, he already had a kerosene gas lamp in his hand. He patiently pumped up the gas lamp and lit it, and the ice-blue light instantly illuminated the slightly dim but warm stone house.

The interior was completely illuminated, leaving only the long shadow cast by the chimney in the middle, which happened to cover the unfinished wooden boat behind it.

Walking to Mesut's side, Wei Ran hung his injured hand on the beam with a rope, and then applied a lump of ice and snow wrapped in animal skins to the swollen wound and his forehead.

.

"What's the date today?" After all this tossing, Mesut seemed to have regained consciousness and asked feebly in German.

With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the Nenets woman who was busy sewing a robe not far away. Wei Ran replied in German, "Mesut, Merry Christmas."

"Merry Chrismas"

Mesut looked at the umbrella-shaped beam above his head, then at the bright kerosene gas lamp hanging on the beam, and murmured to himself, "We are back here again."

"yes"

Wei Ran paused and then said, "You have to hold on, it will take about three or four hours for a doctor to come."

"Then he will be sent back to the labor camp?" Mesut's pale face was already full of bitterness.

Wei Ran said after a moment of silence, "Before that, you might even have an arm cut off."

"Victor, please help me move in the box with a canvas nailed on the outside," Mesut asked abruptly.

"Wait a mininute"

After speaking, Wei Ran stood up, walked out of the stone house again, and moved the wooden box designated by the other party from the sleigh.

At the other party's signal, he opened the wooden box. In addition to a few bottles of veterinary medicine, a large bottle of animal fat and a few cans, there was only a glass box in a wooden box with layers of animal skin on the outside.

syringe.

After Wei Ran took out these things one by one and put them aside, Mesut continued, "There is a canvas strip pull tab at the bottom of the box. Pick it up."

Hearing this, Wei Ran, who had just discovered the pull ring, immediately hooked it with his fingers and opened a nearly tight wooden board at the bottom of the box.

What he didn't expect was that not only were several pieces of light yellow letter paper and two photos placed under the wooden board, but there were also two slender grooves cut into the wooden board at the bottom of the box, on which were placed respectively

He was holding a pencil and a pen that Wei Ran was very familiar with. This was his birthday gift to Mesut!

"I thought you put it in the mine," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"I hid secretly"

Mesut's tone was quite proud, "Victor, help me sit up. I want to write a letter to my wife, son, and Mr. Kaler while I'm still awake."

Hearing this, Wei Ran, who was about to pick up the two photos and look at them, immediately helped Mesut up and sat him on the wooden chair beside the long table. Then he put the letter paper and the letter prepared by the other party in advance at the bottom of the box.

The two photos were handed to each other together.

Finally, he picked up his own pen and unscrewed the barrel. Wei Ran took off his gloves and grasped the frozen ink sac tightly. While the ink was melting with his body temperature, he pointed at one of the photos with rough edges and asked, "This is yours"

Wife and children?”

"right"

Mesut picked up the photo and said with a smile, "This is my wife Jordan and my son Mesut. This was taken at the door of my factory less than two weeks after he was born and sent to me. I

I haven’t seen my child in person yet.”

"Where's this one?"

Wei Ran asked, pointing to another relatively well-preserved photo. This photo showed a bearded old man holding a pipe and a skinny girl. They were taken at a pier. The background of the photo was

There is also a transport ship.

"That's Captain Kalle and his daughter. Haven't you seen them before?"

"I'm asking when this was taken." Wei Ran asked with a normal expression.

“A long time ago”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mesut smiled self-deprecatingly, "Kaller gave it to me when I came back from my last vacation. He asked me to take my next vacation.

At that time, he introduced the father and daughter to Jordan, and he also invited my wife and children to visit Finland, and then we were sent here."

"They must still be alive." Wei Ran sighed, screwed on the barrel of the pen with a slightly melted ink sac, and handed it to the other party.

While he was writing the letter, Wei Ran also placed the cans on the long table one by one, then dug out two vodka bottles that he was reluctant to throw away, and placed them by the charcoal fire of the fireplace to dry them carefully.

The remaining moisture and alcohol inside.

After getting the permission of the Nenets woman, Wei Ran took out his enamel jar, put the candle block used to wax the sled skis into it, and heated it with an enamel pot over water.

While the wax block was melting, Wei Ran picked up two finger-thick wooden sticks from the firewood pile by the fireplace, and carefully sharpened them with his own Finnish knife on the table.

By the time he finished his work, all the wax blocks had melted, and Mesut had finished writing three letters that were tantamount to suicide notes. He rolled them up and stuffed them into two vodka bottles and gave them to Wei Ran.

"These two letters are for my Jordan and my children." Mesut handed the wine bottle containing the two letters to Wei Ran.

Taking the wine bottle, Wei Ran wrapped a freshly whittled wooden stick with a torn white sheet and plugged the mouth of the bottle. Then he put on gloves, soaked a cloth strip with hot wax oil, and wrapped it carefully

He picked up the mouth and cork of the wine bottle, then borrowed a piece of sewing thread from the Nenets woman who had been watching and tied it tightly, turned it upside down and dipped it in an enamel jar filled with wax oil.

, then put it aside.

"This is for Captain Kahler." Mesut handed over the second wine bottle with an envelope, and let Wei Ran help seal the bottle mouth just like before.

"Escape by yourself next"

Mesut said again, "If you can, please kill me. It is better to die in the hands of a friend than to die under the gun of a labor camp guard, isn't it?"

And I don’t want to be sent back to a labor camp anymore. Not only will dying here be closer to home, I can also have a grave to myself.”
Chapter completed!