Since you are staying in a Moscow hotel in such a high-profile manner, you are completely looking for it by being surveilled! Fortunately, you are not a spy, and the three of them have their own super passwords, it is estimated that if there are really monitors, it is estimated that they will also be made to explode by this Chinese dialect!

Zhang Nan and others speak dialects that have not been "eroded" by Mandarin at all, and most of the words cannot be marked with Chinese characters at all, and outsiders are no different from the same book of heaven!

In the 21st century, although the pronunciation of some dialects in China is still very earthy, the way of expression has been in Mandarin, which has been "improved" after years of education. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just like the Hangzhou dialect, after the 21st century, it is simply called "Hangpu", which is not the traditional old Hangzhou dialect at all.

Zhang Nan has friends in Hangcheng, even if they say Hangpu, he can understand it. However, once I went to a friend's house in Hangzhou to play, and when I passed through the community, I met several old people playing chess, and as a result, Zhang Nan didn't understand a word of the conversation of those old people!

When I asked my friend what the old men were saying, the friend said, "That's the old Hangzhou dialect, and I can't say it, at most I understand a third of it, let alone you." ”

I don't know if the dialect is good or bad, but Zhang Nan and the three of them can be sure: what they say is impossible for the Soviets to understand!

Perhaps the Soviets studied the Wenzhou dialect, because during the self-defense and counter-attack war against Vietnam, our army once gathered Wenzhou soldiers in a short period of time in an emergency, and talked to each other in Ming on the radio, but the result almost did not collapse the Vietnamese monkeys and the Soviet military representatives!

In the Yanxian dialect, this will not be as well-known as the Wenzhou dialect - unless the Soviets who are listening to it like the Yue opera in China, they can still understand a few words.

Yue Opera Nianbai uses the pronunciation of the Yanxian dialect, but the expression is the "official dialect" before the liberation, which is similar to the Mandarin expression of this meeting, which is very different from the standard Yanxian dialect, and there is no slang in the dialect.

But how many hairs know about Yue Opera?

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After sorting out their belongings, the three of them went out to the restaurant: like the Moscow restaurants in the capital, there is only traditional Russian food.

The hotel sells "Soviet" and "White Sea" cigarettes with the CCCP logo, which are famous Soviet brands, but the smell is not flattering - there are no filters!

I can't help but say in the restaurant, just smoke it.

Xiang Weirong ordered a "white sea" and took a sip, "Well, the taste of strength!"

Zhang Nan knew that this cigarette seemed to have been available since the Stalin period or earlier, and the packaging was very simple, as if revealing its simplicity and vicissitudes.

Standard socialist cigarettes.

Zhang Nan also lit one, and the rich and rough smell of dry smoke instantly enveloped the area near the restaurant, which was faintly mixed with a strange smell of mixed smoke!

I almost didn't cough it out, and the strength was unexpected!

Zhang Nan couldn't get used to smoking, put it on the ashtray, and soon found that it didn't add an accelerant, and it automatically extinguished there, and it was a bit of a cigar.

"Brother-in-law, have you smoked?"

Looking at Xiang Weirong, it is acceptable.

Xiang Weirong nodded and said, "Let's talk about it later." ”

This means that it is not appropriate to say it here.

As soon as the three of them arrived outside the hotel, they saw the Plaza de Mañez. This is the absolute center of Moscow, Red Square is nearby, and the three of them will plan to walk to Red Square.

Today is Saturday, Lenin's Tomb will be open for 2 hours from 1 p.m., and now it's just past 1 o'clock, I don't know if the queue is up or not.

The three of them chatted while walking, and Xiang Weirong flashed his Omega watch: "Didn't I tell the origin of this watch, that time there were a few Soviet cigarettes in the house of that senior Vietnamese officer."

We never stuffed the things that would have seized the Vietnamese except for the rice that we had supported them before, and the monkeys poisoned the water! The infantry sometimes couldn't find safe drinking water, so they drank the water from the water tank of our car, and the car would not be poisoned anyway, just clean the water tank.

There was a kid in my platoon who was bold and addicted to smoking, and after he finished smoking a few of these Soviet cigarettes, he didn't have anything to do, so we divided all the cigarettes. There is a smell of dry smoke, but I haven't had a good night's sleep for a few days and nights, and I smoke a special refreshing, good thing!

The captured Vietnamese officer said it was called the taste of strength, and that was it. ”

"Oh. ”

At this time, Guan Xingquan on the side seemed to look at the glass on a billboard on the sidewalk, "Anan, don't look back, there are heels behind you, two, in the restaurant." ”

Zhang Nan didn't look back curiously, but he felt that he was confused and had a bit of a spy movie flavor.

Before I was born, I had heard that these were the four best hotels in Moscow, and that foreigners were kept under surveillance, and that many rooms had listening devices, but now it seems that this is really the case.

"Ignore them, if they want to follow, just follow them. ”

Xiang Weirong's face remained unchanged.

"Don't worry, you know. ”

The three walked to Red Square, entered from the west side of Red Square, and lined up. The queue to see Lenin's tomb included people of all ages, as well as elderly Soviet veterans wearing old-fashioned military uniforms and medals on their chests.

Zhang Nan, the three Asians, is not dazzling here at all, because there are still a few black buddies in line.

There is a security check at the entrance to Lenin's Mausoleum, and all backpacks, handbags, and cameras are not allowed inside. There are also staff members who remind everyone that those who enter the tomb must not have any taste of tourism, and can only enter with an attitude of worship and spiritual experience.

The three of them did not speak, and lined up honestly.

After entering the entrance, walk about a hundred meters to Lenin's tomb.

Follow the queue down the black marble steps and turn into the center of the mausoleum, the Hall of Remembrance. Zhang Nan saw that the hall was surrounded by red bricks, and the walls were carved with granite with the national emblem and flag of the Soviet Union.

The tomb road is a long step down, and Zhang Nan saw the world-famous crystal coffin!

The stone chamber was hazy, quiet and mysterious, and all the light in the chamber diffused from the crystal coffin. The light in the crystal coffin was not bright, like the light in the room in the middle of the night, softly shining on the body of Lenin, who was lying on his back and looking like he was sleeping.

Zhang Nan saw Lenin's body lying peacefully on his back in a crystal coffin covered with red party flags and Soviet flags, wearing a yellow shirt and a Red Flag medal on his chest.

The expression on his face was natural and peaceful, not the feeling of being dead, but as if he was asleep alive.

The crowd moved slowly, and there was no sound except for the faint sound of footsteps. At this time, Zhang Nan seemed to feel that his brother-in-law and Guan Xingquan behind him seemed to pause, turned his head slightly, and saw the two of them facing the crystal coffin where Lenin's body was stored, and saluted a standard Chinese military salute!

There were also Soviet veterans in old military uniforms who saluted Lenin's body before, but Xiang Weirong and the two of them were the ones who wore civilian clothes to salute.

Regardless of whether it would cause a reaction from the monitors, Xiang Weirong and the two saluted anyway. (To be continued.) )