Wei Ran pointed the camera at the papers on the table, "It seems to be written by Zang Wen, can you help translate it?"

"no problem!"

Ram immediately responded, and at the same time, Mr. Jiang and Uncle Jiang also appeared on the screen of Wei Ran's mobile phone.

However, after just a glance, everyone found that the Zang girl on the screen had covered her mouth and fell into silence.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran asked.

"Yes...it's the application form for joining the Party from my great-grandfather, Jiang Yu, a Red Army soldier." When Ram said this, Douda's tears couldn't stop falling.

"Ram, can you translate it for everyone?"

Wei Ran said, but he had already handed the phone to Sister Juan for her to help hold, and at the same time he sighed silently in his heart.

If we only talk about Zang Wen, the little lama's writing style is indeed very good. In his application for joining the party, he described his experience on the grass and what happened to his childhood good friend's family - his childhood

My good friend is also named Ram.

"My Chinese name is Jiang Yu, and my Zang name is Jiangba Gesang. I come from..."

While Ram was translating intermittently, Wei Ran picked up the two films and carefully pulled out a little bit of the film header. He was completely relieved when he saw that it had been developed into a negative film that could be seen by light.

After handing the two rolls of film to the photographer who was helping him, Wei Ran asked, "The film has been developed into negatives. Just be careful when taking them out. Do you know how to use a scanner?"

"It works!" the photographer nodded quickly and replied.

"Scan out the photos inside," Wei Ran said.

"I come?"

"You do not dare?"

"I...I dare!"

The photographer, whose name Wei Ran hadn't even remembered yet, gritted his teeth and nodded. He held the two films and walked to the scanner machine not far away under the supervision of the director.

Still listening to Ram's translation, Wei Ran walked into the opaque darkroom with the leather chamber camera. He was also looking forward to the third film in this camera, which could record some precious things.

lens.

Inside the thick door, Wei Ran groped in the darkness, carefully opened the back cover of the old camera, and touched the third film as he wished.

Outside the thick door, on the mobile phone held by Sister Juan, Ram, who was already in tears, translated the last sentence, "I want to join the Communist Party, I want to save more Rams, and I want them to live a better life."
Chapter completed!