Send the photo to my teacher."

"So fast?" Wei Ran asked as he walked inside.

"What's so fast? It's been several days." Xia Shushi said, "How come you've been gone for so long? By the way, that car is still there, right?"

"here I am"

Wei Ran smiled and replied, "I towed someone's car on the road, and by the way, I was treated to a meal by fellow Zang people."

After chatting here, the two of them took the elevator upstairs and arrived at the door of the room.

After opening the door and letting Xia Shushi in, Wei Ran first put the food and drinks brought by Uncle Jiang on the table, then opened the safe, took out the things he found, and placed them again on the newly spread bath towel.

"Where are the photos? Send them to me for a look?" Wei Ran said quickly before Xia Shushi took out a mirrorless camera from his bag.

"Make it yourself"

As Xia Shushi said this, he unlocked his cell phone, retrieved the chat history between him and his teacher, and handed it to Wei Ran.

Clicking on the photo in the chat, Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh. The photo was only half restored. Only the two children in the arms of Monitor Liu's wife could be seen, but her wife could only see

The appearance is from the bridge of the nose downwards. The bridge of the nose is upward, but it is still blurry.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Fortunately, on the back of the restored photo taken in the second picture, you can vaguely see the two blurry words "Xinmin" and "Xinshu"

name.

This was not in the original photo, and it was also part of the historical episode Wei Ran experienced. He had never noticed who had written it.

"What are you and your teacher going to do next?"

Wei Ran was flipping through the chats between Xia Shushi and his teacher, and asked Xia Shushi who was taking pictures.

"My teacher plans to contact the official media," Xia Shushi said, "to see if we can find relevant people through official channels, but this involves a prerequisite."

"What's the premise?" Wei Ran asked while forwarding the two photos to his WeChat.

"First of all, we must at least make sure that these things found are indeed the relics of the Red Army." Xia Shushi stopped what he was doing, took the mobile phone from Wei Ran and said with great caution, "This is different from posting a missing person notice.

, if it is found and it turns out that it is not a relic of the Workers’ and Peasants’ Red Army, it is inevitable that many people will be disappointed, which will turn into dissatisfaction. If it is further enriched by someone with malicious intentions, it will actually discredit the Workers’ and Peasants’ Red Army.”

"Understood" Wei Ran nodded, "Doesn't this photo need to be kept secret?"

"That's not necessary"

Xia Shushi replied, "I have already sent it to WeChat Moments to ask my friends in the industry to help me find it."

"If you want to say that, I'll try posting it on WeChat Moments," Wei Ran said, following the topic.

"casual"

Xia Shushi responded nonchalantly, gently turned the bottle Wei Ran found, and continued shooting from a different angle.

After thinking for a while, Wei Ran looked at the time, and then sent the restored appearance of the front and back of the photo, as well as the original appearance, to his circle of friends, and attached a blank line like "Looking for Liu Xinmin, Liu Xinshu"

Endless copywriting.

After waiting for a while, he clicked into Uncle Jiang's circle of friends and liked a few videos of him playing Zhamuni and singing on the grassland, and his wife and daughter dancing in the distance. By the way, he also attached a video

Here are a few complimentary messages that middle-aged and elderly people like to hear.

I hope you can still keep in touch...

Wei Ran prayed secretly, and at the same time secretly expected Uncle Jiang to "courteously" browse through his circle of friends and give him a like, and by the way...

Before he had even finished praying, a series of message notifications rang out from the cell phone he was holding in his hand.

Before he could click on it, he found that Uncle Jiang had already made a video call.

"Where is your lady Queen checking the post?" Xia Shushi asked happily.

"My fellow Tibetan friends who just invited me to their home for dinner," Wei Ran said, having already pressed the answer button and even turned up the volume a bit.

"Jiang Da..."

"Young man, where did you see the photos in your circle of friends?" Before Wei Ran could finish being polite, Uncle Jiang, who was holding up his mobile phone, asked.

Feigning surprise, Wei Ran glanced at Xia Shushi, whose eyes were rounded next to him. Wei Ran "reacted for a moment" and then asked excitedly, "Uncle Jiang, do you know the person in the photo?!"

"We know! Oh! We know!"

Uncle Jiang suppressed his excitement and said, "Those two dolls in the photo are my uncles..."

Before he could finish his words, the camera focused on Mr. Jiang, "Young man, did you find the photo in a glass bottle?"

This sentence alone explains enough things.

"Yes, old man, that photo was indeed found from a medicine bottle." After Wei Ran finished speaking, he glanced at Xia Shushi, who had already picked up his cell phone and started making a call, "Old man, I wonder if it would be convenient to see you again.

Let’s talk in person?”

"Convenient, convenient!" Mr. Jiang Ji nodded quickly, "Where are you? I'll go find you, I..."

"No, let's go find you. We'll leave now." Wei Ran said first.

"Okay, okay! I'll wait for you at home." Mr. Jiang Ji said quickly.

"We'll leave now," Weiran promised again before hanging up the video.

"So... found it?"

Xia Shushi, who had also just hung up the phone, looked at Wei Ran in astonishment, "You are so lucky, aren't you?"

"lucky?"

Wei Ran grinned, "I'm really lucky. I was almost killed in a plane some time ago."

"Hey, pretend I didn't say anything." Xia Shushi patted the back of his neck, "Shall we set off now?"

"Let's go." Wei Ran stood up as he spoke, "Have you contacted your teacher?"

"I contacted you," Xia Shushi said quickly, "He said he would come over tomorrow with another bottle."

"Then let's go"

Wei Ran wrapped the items on the bath towel one by one and stuffed them into his bag. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder how many stories about his father's generation Mr. Jiang Ji knew.

Of course, at the same time, neither Wei Ran nor Uncle Jiang knew it, just as they were busy preparing for their second meeting.

Zhang Yang, who had already driven his broken bread to Hongyuan County, had already edited the video taken by his driving recorder and posted it on his social platform, praising "Uncle Jiang" for his selfless help.

" and "Brother Wei", and by the way, he also deliberately posted a photo he took with Uncle Jiang's family and "Brother Wei" in front of his broken bread before leaving.

Although he didn't have many fans on social platforms, and even though he mistook Wei and Wei, it still didn't prevent someone from immediately recognizing Wei Ran, who almost died in a plane crash not long ago.

"Wucao! He's really special as the Soviet Union's chief prostitute!"

In a small hotel in Hongyuan County that was not very good, Zhang Yangteng sat up from the single bed and said, "I just said, why does he look so familiar! It's over, it's over! Sister Ram is in danger!"

"A--a sneeze! A sneeze--!" At the door of the hotel, Wei Ran sneezed two bosses in succession.

"You also have a cold?" Xia Shushi asked gloatingly, "How about I send you to get oxygen?"

"It's okay, just hurry up and get on your way."

Wei Ran took out a tissue and blew his nose, then asked Xia Shushi to get into the pickup truck that had not had time to be washed and left Songpan County again.

He had no idea that while one of the brothers was busy driving and the other was busy calling to report new discoveries, the video that Zhang Yang edited and posted on the social platform was blocked because of a certain flowering wall that appeared in it.
Chapter completed!