War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1773 Postman

"Dad, this young man is Mr. Ge's student."

Just when Mr. Yu was lying on the bed with a look of surprise and confusion on his face, the person who had just brought breakfast hurriedly explained what happened last night and also expressed his gratitude to Wei Ran.

Just at this moment, Teacher Ge walked into the ward carrying some breakfast.

After some more pleasantries, Teacher Ge also formally introduced Wei Ran for the second time.

"So you found all those things?" Old Man Yu and his son on the hospital bed asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's me."

Wei Ran glanced at the nurses and doctors who came to check on him. "Old man, you have to be prepared for what I'm going to say next. Your blood pressure might go up, so why don't you take a few deep breaths first."

After saying that, Wei Ran winked at the doctor who was making rounds. The doctor reminded him helplessly, "This old man is not young anymore, but he is most afraid of showing his emotions."

"you say"

Old Master Yu didn't care about that. "If you don't tell me, I'll feel even more uncomfortable. It's okay. Good or bad, I'm prepared."

"I found that flag, and I brought it with me."

As Wei Ran spoke, he opened the long horsehair leather bag in his hand, took out Yu Yanlin's family letter notebook from it, and handed it to the other party with both hands. Then he took out his seal, pendant and other relics and handed them to the old man, "These are all Comrade Yu Yanlin's relics. In addition."

At this point, he unfolded the flag and pointed to one of the three-pointed stars and said, "This star is his. He is not an ungrateful person. He died on the battlefield in Spain as an internationalist fighter and a communist."

"Enter"

Mr. Yu took a deep breath and said, "Jinjiang, help me up."

"Hey"

Mr. Yu, who had some social phobia, came over immediately and helped Mr. Yu get down from the hospital bed. However, during this process, Mr. Yu refused the help from Wei Ran and Teacher Ge.

"Little comrade, Mr. Wei."

Old Master Yu considered the title carefully and said, "I want to thank you on behalf of my aunt. She waited for my second uncle for her entire life. When she left, she kept asking why my second uncle hadn't come back yet. I, I want to thank you!"

As he said this, the old man was about to bow. Seeing this, Wei Ran reacted very quickly and stepped aside, calling on Teacher Ge for help, and helped the father and son up.

"Master, I don't deserve your thanks."

Wei Ran pointed at the breakfast on the table and said with a deliberate smile, "Besides, didn't I tell you that I wanted to have a free breakfast? Take that as a thank you."

"How"

"Don't be polite to me, old man."

Wei Ran said, trying to suppress his inner fatigue, "Please take a look at this notebook I found first."

As he spoke, Wei Ran called Teacher Ge to help him help Grandpa Yu to the hospital bed. Then he opened the breakfast bought by Yu Jinjiang without hesitation and started eating. He was really hungry.

Seeing this, Mr. Yu picked up his reading glasses from the bedside cabinet and put them on. Then he gently opened the notebook filled with family letters, and bit by bit searched through the Chinese characters for memories of his uncle Yu Yanlin, whom he had never met.

"Wei Ran, those things"

“I’ve been investigating these.”

Wei Ran didn't wait for Teacher Ge to finish speaking before picking up a steamed bun, taking a bite and explaining casually, "I found that notebook and some other things before I came to Shencheng yesterday. I wanted you to have a good rest last night, so I didn't talk to you about these things."

"Can I see that flag?" asked Teacher Ge.

"Yes, of course."

Wei Ran nodded happily, and the latter immediately took out a pair of silk gloves and put them on, then carefully unfolded the flag.

Wei Ran, who had not slept all night, deliberately slowed down his breakfast pace. Old Man Yu on the hospital bed was concentrating on reading the battlefield nostalgia written in the notebook.

After a long time, when Wei Ran finished the whole bowl of wontons in the thermos bucket, Grandpa Yu finally finished reading all the stories in the notebook.

"Young man, I want to thank you. I have to thank you very much." Mr. Yu closed his notebook and sighed.

“I’m just a postman at best.”

Wei Ran wiped his mouth, put on a pair of gloves, picked up the second notebook he brought, and said, "This notebook was left by Senior Yu Yanlin's comrades Clement and Armani. They fought in Shencheng during the Anti-Japanese War."

After a brief pause, he turned to the second half of the book and pointed to the lines of French text on it and said, "According to the records in this book, Amani buried her lover, Ke Laimin, also known as Clermont, in the ancestral tomb of the Yu family. Also buried there was a Communist Party member named Huang Youze."

"Yes, there are these two."

Old Master Yu sighed and said, "When my aunt was alive, she took us to identify the graves quite early on.

She said that Uncle Huang was a classmate of my second uncle, and the last letter from my second uncle was brought back by Uncle Huang when he returned to China.

And there is Ke Laimin, although my aunt doesn’t know who he is.

But she said that since he was buried in the Yu family's ancestral tomb, and right next to Huang Youze, he must have done a favor to the Yu family and was trustworthy, so he entrusted the coffin to us to take care of it."

“So.” “Yes, they are all here.”

It was Yu Jinjiang who took over the conversation, "The Yu family moved their graves a few years ago, and these were moved to the new graves.

I still remember that Mr. Ke Laimin's coffin was placed with a silver urn painted in three colors. When we moved the grave, we placed the urn directly in the urn."

Hearing this, Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, but he no longer had the urge to ask anything. He just sighed and said, "Mr. Yu, I have delivered all these things, so I don't have anything to worry about anymore.

At the latest after the new year, I will develop the photos from the negative albums we found together and send them to you along with copies of Clermont and Armani’s battle diaries as a souvenir.”

“How can we thank you?”

"You're welcome. Just treat me as a postman."

As Wei Ran spoke, he took out the Leica camera that once belonged to American journalist Aaron from his furry bag and handed it to the other party.

"This camera was used by Senior Yu. Some of the photos in it were also taken by him with this camera. I'll leave it to you as a souvenir. You may need it in the future."

The father and son of the Yu family looked at each other, and old man Yu Guangfu finally stretched out his hands to take the camera with traces of battle.

"To be honest with you"

Wei Ran apologized and changed the subject, "My girlfriend will come to Shencheng to play this afternoon, old man, do you think this is okay?

Calm yourself down. I will go back first. I will come to visit you in two days. Then please take me to pay respect to your aunt and the two revolutionary predecessors."

"Okay, okay."

Mr. Yu said worriedly, "Teacher Wei, you must come when the time comes."

"I will definitely come."

Wei Ran made a promise solemnly, "I will print out those photos and bring them to you when the time comes."

"Okay, I'll wait!" said Mr. Yu in a loud voice.

"Then let's make a deal. You can't have sleepless nights every night before I come." Wei Ran joked.

"I promise you!" said Mr. Yu with a laugh.

The two sides exchanged greetings again, Wei Ran deliberately yawned a few times, and then said goodbye to Teacher Ge and Yu Jinjiang and left the ward.

However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he waved his hand and led the two elderly people, who were almost of retirement age, into the stairwell.

"Teacher Ge, Mr. Yu."

While passing cigarettes to the two, Wei Ran said, "I have something else to do. You two should prepare in advance."

"What's the matter?" Teacher Ge asked first after taking a puff of his cigarette.

"I have been researching the flag just now and the history of Senior Yu Yanlin fighting in Spain for a long time."

Wei Ran took the first step, and while lighting a cigarette for Yu Jinjiang, he explained, "I'm almost finding the descendants of Clement and Armani. Maybe I'll have a chance to find the ashes of senior Yu Yanlin and bring them back."

"What did you say?!"

Yu Jinjiang asked in surprise, and then he started coughing repeatedly because of the smoke that he had not yet inhaled into his lungs.

"The battle diaries left by Clement and Armani mentioned that they left Yu Yanlin's ashes in Barcelona, ​​Spain."

Wei Ran finally lit a cigarette for himself and said, "I have asked a friend to start investigating, and I believe there will be some results soon. So I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you two to make preparations in advance."

In fact, Wei Ran didn't need to explain it clearly, both Yu Jinjiang and Teacher Ge understood that the so-called preparations were nothing more than two things: one was for the Yu family to be prepared, and the other was for Old Man Yu to be prepared.

The other thing is, of course, the official preparation, whether to publicize, how to publicize, and so on.

"Are you sure?" Teacher Ge asked.

"About 70 to 80 percent," Wei Ran said, "there will be news in a day or two."

"I'll help you prepare"

Teacher Ge said, "Wei Ran, feel free to do what you want to do. I will help you. When Xiao Xia comes, I will ask him to help you too."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Wei Ran said simply, "I may not be in Shencheng these two days. If you have anything, let's contact by phone."

"Okay," Teacher Ge responded in the same straightforward manner.

After finishing his cigarette in a few puffs, Wei Ran politely said goodbye to the two old brothers, turned around and left the stairwell.

"Teacher Ge, why does this young man look so familiar to me?" It was not until this time that Yu Jinjiang asked the question in his mind.

"He"

Teacher Ge smiled and said with great confidence, "He is a famous person. Just wait and see. He will definitely be able to bring Senior Yu Yanlin home."