War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 2037 The Queen's Day

How's the box office performance of "142 and a half"?

In the capital, in the conference room of the Queen's gang's hideout, Sui Sui, who had just finished her postgraduate course, rushed back and collapsed onto the sofa without any regard for her image, asking a question.

"It has resonated strongly and is currently receiving high ratings."

Marta handed a duck head to Sui Sui. "St. Petersburg, I mean, many residents of Leningrad still harbor the fear of hunger, especially since we just screened Budyonny Hat, which featured many St. Petersburg citizens, a few months ago."

How is our early childhood education center doing?

Sui Sui put on rubber gloves, munching on a duck head as she asked, and also took a small can of chilled fruit beer from Lu Xinda—she didn't have any classes in the afternoon, so she could drink the whole can without worry.

"Zhou and Professor Alexei also went there to help."

Marta said with a smile, "It's very, very, very lively there now."

"That's good," Sui Sui breathed a sigh of relief. "My parents didn't say anything, did they?"

"I want you to send Luo Luo there as soon as possible."

"Forget it," Sui Sui shook her head without even thinking. "Just tell them we haven't had enough yet and to wait a little longer."

“You’re not responsible for taking care of Lolo,” Lola couldn’t help but remind her.

"What do you know?"

Sui Sui said smugly, "You can use food to keep a man, and you can use a child. So it's best to leave Luo Luo in his care, so he won't overthink things every day."

“Aurora, to be honest, I don’t understand.”

Marta finally couldn't contain her curiosity and asked, "What exactly is your purpose in setting up that early childhood education center?"

Grandpa Nikolai believed that blood ties could bind two people together.

Sui Sui said, "But how could that be? No, it's not enough at all."

"so what?"

"Of course, it's the friendship and trust built up since childhood, and of course, the goodwill towards China, which is very important."

Without a second thought, Sui Sui explained, "Just like my mother and Wei Ran's mother, just like Wei Ran and me."

There is absolutely no blood relation between them, or between us, but they are childhood friends, and so are the two of us.

At this point, Sui Sui looked at Marta, "Including us, I mean, including you and us."

We are not related by blood, but we are still firmly bound together and trust each other, aren't we?

“The boss said we are family,” Lu Xinda said, having already finished eating one of her favorite tiger-skin chicken feet.

"So those children have to grow up together, become friends who trust each other from a young age, learn Chinese from childhood, eat Chinese food, and receive Chinese-style education."

As Sui Sui spoke, she broke open the spicy duck head. "That way, when we get old, it won't matter who is whose child. No matter which of us encounters difficulties, all the children will help us."

"I have another question," Marta said, closing the soundproof door behind her.

You mean those seeds?

Sui Sui placed the half-eaten duck head on the plastic lid, picked up her ice-cold fruit beer, and took a swig. "I'm sorry, Marta, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I can't tell you the reason for this, but I promise you..."

"In that case, let's just forget about the rest."

Marta promptly curbed her curiosity and proactively changed the subject, talking about the nameless theater troupe that had recently become quite popular in Russia and Europe.

That afternoon, Sui Sui, who was feeling lightheaded from a can of fruit beer, rode in a car driven by the Kajenka sisters toward the high-speed rail station.

“Aurora, may we ask why you refused to answer Marta’s question at noon?” Anfisa, sitting in the passenger seat, asked while they were waiting at a red light.

"Are you curious too?"

"I am indeed very curious."

Anfia, who was in charge of driving, was quite frank: "Although you are undeniably a love-struck person, I don't think you would be this generous."

"generous?"

Sui Sui turned to look out the window. "You probably know better than I do what kind of dangers my man has faced, right? He doesn't tell me many things, but he probably tells you some things, asking you to do something for him, right?"

“That’s right,” Anfisa nodded after a long silence.

"He survived two murders and was under covert surveillance for an unknown period of time in Kazan."

Sui Sui said, "There have been two similar attacks in the United States, and one even on the banks of the Tunguska River."

My father was also a historian, so I knew very well that this was absolutely not the treatment a historian should receive; he must have many secrets he was hiding from me that would make someone want to murder him.

"It was our oversight."

"No, no, no, I don't blame you."

Sui Sui waved her hand: "You are the people I trust most besides him. I won't blame you for this."

"So are the two related?" Anfia pressed.

My maternal grandparents were farmers.

Sui Sui didn't answer, but changed the subject, "They used to plant one crop of corn and one crop of wheat every year. Guess how many seeds they would put in each hole when they planted them?"

"At least it won't be just one."

"Yes, at least it won't be just one. Some have three, some have five, there will always be more than one."

Sui Sui nodded. "If he and I only had Luo Luo as a child, can you imagine how dangerous that child would be?"

Upon hearing this, the Kajenka sisters couldn't help but shudder. Killing Wei Ran was difficult, but killing a child was far too easy.

Even though this is China, there are still countless legal methods: car accidents, fires, food poisoning, even mental illness, and the most basic kidnapping.

Catching a thief is easy, but preventing thieves is incredibly difficult. But think about it, what if the boss's Lolo got killed?
The Kachenka sisters exchanged a glance; they couldn't even predict how their boss would retaliate.

"Therefore, Lolo must have a lot of brothers and sisters."

Sui Sui's words were so cold that the Kajenka sisters were taken aback. This was almost the complete opposite of the Queen they knew.

"She needs siblings who are related by blood, and siblings who are not related by blood; she needs siblings with the same mother, and even more so..."

At this point, Sui Sui looked at the rearview mirror between the Kajenka sisters, and looked into their eyes through the mirror, "Just in case something happens to Lolo, something happens to me, or something happens to my man."

At least one child can gather the strength for revenge with the help of their siblings.

Similarly, they would know that if they encountered danger or trouble, the other children would help them take revenge.

This is something that not only we know, but also those who are our enemies.

So I established that plastic surgery hospital, and in the future, I will use that hospital to establish a foundation specifically for a revenge foundation that will be used when necessary.

"What is this?" Anfisa asked in astonishment.

What Sui Sui just said sounds the same as Mr. Nikolai's advice back then, but in fact there are fundamental differences.

"This is like the dregs that our Chinese ancestors had already played with, meeting high technology."

But there's no other way, because my man and his shady friends seem to be too much of a troublemaker, so this kind of extreme high-tech junk becomes very useful in this situation.

At this point, Sui Sui snapped her fingers, "Look ahead, be careful not to crash."

"Is this the real Queen?" Anfia exclaimed as she looked away.

"In the end, he never betrayed me, did he? So I don't care about that kind of thing."

Sui Sui's beaming smile made her seem like the queen she always was. "I just won't allow anyone to ruin the good life we've worked so hard to achieve. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind personally shoving it into the toilet and scalding it to death with boiling water."

"Speaking of which, I still remember you using a mop covered in feces and urine in the gym bathroom in the US."

"I treat you two like my own sisters, so let's not bring this up again, okay?"

Sui Sui's awkward expression, which had only been cool for less than a minute, immediately made the atmosphere in the car much more relaxed.

So let's go back to the original question.

Anfia pressed further, "Were those children at the early childhood education center the seeds planted together?"

“If you want to hide a child, you have to hide the child among a group of children.” Sui Sui said with a smile, “There will be more and more children there in the future, and we have enough resources to raise enough children.”

In the future, Lolo and her siblings will have enough allies to rely on each other.

The same principle applies to Dima's children, Greva's children, and the children of Niner and those retired old people, and of course, your children if you wish.

They might become gang leaders, doctors, soldiers, professors, scholars, scientists, hackers, makeup artists, or even hemp growers, capitalists, and damn patients.

As long as they can trust and support each other in the future, they will grow into a great tree that no one can cut down.

Even now, unless Kazan becomes 8lestan, no one would dare to harm infants, especially with so many infants, so many with the same name; finding a target would be a problem for them.

"Aunt Fu is too lazy to tell whose child is whose. She gave the children Chinese names and then embroidered the names on their clothes," Anfisa shared the amusing story she knew with great amusement.

"This is the effect I wanted to achieve," Sui Sui said with satisfaction.

“What if they fight each other?” Anfia asked a new question.

They only compete with each other when resources are scarce.

Sui Sui said with a smile, "This is no longer a problem between children."

"So in your eyes, children are just bargaining chips?" Anfisa asked abruptly.

"of course not"

When answering this question, Sui Sui was extremely serious: "Children are hope, the hope of everyone, the most precious wealth and the most valuable thing in the world."

Like your boss, he's been back in China for over a year now.

But I often see him staring blankly at a photo of a little girl draped in a blue blanket, and I often see him pulling out group photos of the starving children from the Siege of Leningrad, as well as a photo of the little soldier in the last line of defense.

So since he likes children so much, let's have more children.

"Should we bet on what the boss is up to?"

Anfia suddenly became very interested. "My tablet is connected to the home security camera. Shall we take a gamble?"

“At this time,” Sui Sui glanced at her watch, “he’s probably starting to prepare dinner for us.”

"So will our boss become a full-time cook?" Anfia's tone carried a hint of disappointment.

“You’d better hope our boss focuses on being a cook,” Anfisa abruptly switched to Italian, which Sui Sui couldn’t understand.

"You two aren't allowed to whisper," Sui Sui rolled her eyes and reminded them.

“My sister said,” Anfia and Anfisa in the passenger seat said in unison, “that the boss’s cooking is really delicious.”

"Hmph! What do you want to eat tonight?" Sui Sui asked smugly.

"Spicy rabbit head, please!" The sisters once again gave a perfectly synchronized answer.

"You should each marry the manager of the rabbit farm and the chef who makes spicy rabbit heads," Sui Sui joked.

"We're not the kind of people who'd rather die of love than a dog would eat; we don't need that kind of troublesome stuff."

The Kachenka sisters successfully maintained their perfect understanding once again: "So, is there spicy rabbit head for dinner tonight?"

"Yes, there must be!"

Sui Sui, who was texting the "cook," seemed to feel inexplicably better. These were her family members whom she protected, and she liked this peaceful life.

“I’m starting to miss my old life,” Anfia sighed.

"Life in Kazan?" Sui Sui pressed. "It's been over a year since I last went to Kazan."

"Yeah, maybe."

The Kachenka sisters exchanged a glance and then came up with one answer after another.

"And the winter in Inta"

"I even worked as a bartender at the Aurora Tavern in the polar town of Tula."

"I actually miss Monica's cakes."

"And Matthew, we haven't seen Matthew in a long time."

"I heard that Monica and that germaphobe are about to have their own child."

"What's that germaphobe called again?"

"Tassi"

"Oh right! Tasi! We even went to Antarctica together."

"I'd almost forgotten about Matthew being kidnapped."

"Sister Aurora, should we invite Matthew and the others over?"

Anfissa turned around, stopping herself from finishing her sentence. After sitting back down, she said softly in Italian, "She's asleep."

"Sister Aurora has a really low alcohol tolerance; she only drank a small can of fruit beer today."

"Drive slower."

As she spoke, Anfisa lowered her chair and said in a low voice, "I still maintain that Sister Aurora is the greatest, far more capable than the boss."

Do you think anyone will come and ruin our good days?

“If anyone intends to ruin our good days, turn them into eye soap and smash their ancestors’ tombstones eight times over.”

"Good idea!" Anfia, who had slowed down the car, agreed with a broad smile, as if she were making a funny joke.

"I'm growing to love living here more and more."

Anfisa stretched her body to her heart's content, "except for Chinese, which is just too difficult to learn."

"Yeah, yeah, it's so hard to get a C from an A."

Anfia also switched to Mandarin with a broadcaster's accent and uttered a swear word that a broadcaster wouldn't say.

Next, the two sisters, like chickens pecking at each other, exchanged the swear words they had learned in their broken Chinese, completely unaware of Sui Sui, who was suddenly awakened in the back row and was trying her best to suppress her laughter.

That afternoon, when Sui Sui brought the Kajianka sisters back to Wanggui Photo Studio in Tianjin, there was not only braised ribbonfish, which Sui Sui liked, on the dining table on the first floor, but also spicy rabbit heads, which the Kajianka sisters wanted to eat.

As for a certain history
As for the man who was cooking, he had just finished preparing the formula and was feeding the baby, Lolo, whom he was holding in his arms, like a qualified childcare worker. Lolo was his and Suisui's child.

"Tomorrow is Friday, I don't have classes or work, so let's go home early in the morning?"

While teasing Luo Luo, Sui Sui asked, "It's been so long since we've taken Belial for a walk."

"Okay," Wei Ran replied gently.

"This kind of life is really great!"

Sui Sui patted Wei Ran's shoulder triumphantly, "I'll take care of you from now on!"

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Wei Ran smiled. "Why are only the three of you back today? Where are the others?"

"Kolava wrote a poem today."

Sui Sui explained, "So Lola invited everyone to Haidilao for a celebratory dinner. I heard she's also planning to have Kolava read her poem to everyone."

"Kolava can write poetry?" Wei Ran became interested. That child had been raised exceptionally well by Sui Xin's parents over the years.

Let me read it to you.

As Sui Sui spoke, she took out her phone, pulled up a photo with a lot of pinyin, and cleared her throat in a serious manner:
He always sat in front of me, his little fists clenched around the tip of his nose.

My fingers twirl and twirl, as sweet as digging for treasure.

The teacher lectured very attentively, and he dug very diligently as well.

Digging and digging without stopping, I dug out a cluster of tiny dots.

They would secretly hide next to textbooks, and sometimes bounce onto the windowsill.

I secretly smiled, and he turned around, winked, and then poked his finger into his nose again.