Wang Weidong looked at the foreign men and women opposite him and took a big sip of cigarettes, just like a person who had held his breath for too long was taking a big breath of oxygen.

"Ask him, can we see his papers?" Wang Weidong said.

Yao Qiming said in Russian.

"Pinch—" Adelov said as if emotional.

He took a small brown book from the pocket of his suit and handed it over.

The document had a photo of Adelov, the title and Konstantin began with a long list of names.

The two men also showed Adelov their documents and the certificate of operation of the Vladivostok Fish Company.

"Davarich!"

Adelov suddenly opened his arms and threw himself at Yao Qiming, directly knocking Yao Qiming down on the bed. Wang Weidong quickly removed the cigarette butt caught in his finger to prevent it from burning the sheets.

Yao Qiming, who was thin, was caught off guard, and after being knocked down, he couldn't push the tall Adelov aside for a while.

Wang Weidong grabbed Adelov's arm next to him and pulled it up hard, Yao Qiming hurriedly rolled out, and his glasses fell on the bed.

Adelov, who had lost his temper after drinking, lay on his back on the bed, gasping for breath and laughing at the same time, and it took a long time to turn over and sit up.

"When are we going to Vladivostok?" Yao Qiming asked.

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Adelov replied.

"We have many, many fish, go pull them, comrade!" Adelov shouted with open arms.

It seems that I will not be able to have a normal conversation with this drunk man tonight.

Adelov lived next door, Wang Weidong and Yao Qiming carried him back to the room, and Lyudmila followed behind.

The two of them went back to their rooms and sat on the bed and couldn't stop breathing.

"This guy has at least three hundred pounds!" Wang Weidong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Well, the woman didn't come out of the room." Yao Qiming gasped and said.

The two have completely different concerns.

"Finally see the person who picked us up, sleep, and we can go to Vladivostok with him tomorrow." Wang Weidong said.

Late at night, there was a strange sound from the other side of the wall, which was supposed to be the sound of the headboard hitting the wall.

The vibration of the wall was transmitted to the bed, causing it to shake slightly. Yao Qiming, who was sleeping, was still awakened, he turned on the bedside lamp, and was surprised to find that Wang Weidong, who was lying on the bed, was gone.

He turned his head again and found that Wang Weidong was clinging to the wall like a picture frame!

"Weidong, what are you doing?" Yao Qiming asked.

Wang Weidong was motionless, and he didn't hear Yao Qiuqiming calling him at all.

"Weidong! What are you doing!? Yao Qiming raised his voice and asked.

Wang Weidong's body shook, and he turned his head against the wall, only to find that the light in the room was already on.

He looked at Yao Qiming blankly, he didn't hear what Yao Qiming said twice just now.

"What are you doing!" Yao Qiming asked for the third time.

"Earth, earthquake, right? Why do I feel like the floor is shaking? Isn't it safer to stand against a wall during an earthquake? Wang Weidong said embarrassedly.

He walked back to the bed and lay back on the bed.

Yao Qiming was lying on the slightly swaying bed, he was not a fool, of course he knew what was going on.

"I've been studying here for four years, and I know some of their things here, and they are different from us in some ways, more, more open." Yao Qiming explained.

"Go to sleep." Wang Weidong muttered. He lay on his back on the bed and looked at the ceiling, feeling it move back and forth.

Wang Weidong gradually fell asleep, and in his sleep he floated on the warm sea, his body undulating with the waves.

When he woke up the next morning, Wang Weidong was tired, as if he had done a night of physical work.

When the two of them finished washing, they heard a knock on the door, and when Wang Weidong opened the door, he saw a neatly dressed Adelov standing at the door.

Adelov solemnly stretched out his hand to shake hands with Wang Weidong, and then walked into the room to shake hands with Yao Qiming.

"Welcome to the arrival of the Chinese comrades, on behalf of the fish company, I would like to extend a warm welcome to the arrival of the two foreign comrades!" Adelov said very formally.

"When are we going to Vladivostok?" Yao Qiming asked.

"Leave after breakfast, and I'll drive you back." Adelov replied.

Adelov, who was now standing in front of the two of them, was completely different from the enthusiastic Adelov of last night. Wang Weidong faintly prefers the Adelov last night, the Adelov who didn't let himself sleep well and had seven emotions and six desires.

The three of them went downstairs and walked into the restaurant, where Wang Weidong drank a bowl of buckwheat porridge and ate two slices of bread with pickled cucumbers.

When Adelov finished eating, the two of them went back to their rooms to tidy up their things and go downstairs, and Adelov was already sitting in a small Lada car waiting for them.

The two men got into the car, and Adelov smiled at them and started the car. But Adelov started for a long time, and he could only hear the exhaust pipe thumping, and the car could not start at all.

Three or four minutes passed, and Adelov was completely disappointed with the little Lada, and he finally lost his patience, and his two big hands slapped the steering wheel hard, and the big foot of Number 46 kept kicking the pedals under his feet.

The action was so big, the whole Lada car kept shaking with a series of beautiful Russian blurted out by Adelov, and Wang Weidong and Yao Qiming, who were sitting in the back row, also kept shaking.

Finally Adelov stopped moving, and he had nothing to do with the Lada, which was not cooperative and only passively resisted.

Adelov turned back and said a few words in Russian, then spread out his hands and made a gesture of helplessness.

"He asked the two of us to get down and push the cart first and start the car." Yao Qiming said.

"If you live for a long time, anything can happen!" Wang Weidong opened the car door and got out of the car. The two men walked to the back of the Rada, put their hands on the trunk and pushed hard.

The advantage of the small car is that it is lightweight, and the small Lada moved forward and faster and faster under the hard push of the two people, and finally spewed out a puff of smoke after pushing out more than 20 meters along the street, and the smoke flooded the lower body of Wang Weidong and Yao Qiming. The Lada started and drove briskly forward.

Adelov slowed the car down but didn't stop, shouting a string of Russian at Wang Weidong and Yao Qiming as he drove with his head half-out of the window.

"He said the car can't stop, let's run and get in the car!" Yao Qiming said.

"Run, one is not afraid of hardship, and the other is not afraid of death! Teacher Yao, I'm young and nimble, get in the car first and pull you up! Wang Weidong gritted his teeth and said.

After saying that, he threw his legs and rushed towards the Lada car, pulled the door from the side, Wang Weidong threw himself sideways into the back seat, without pausing, he quickly sat up and stretched out a hand from the door.

When Yao Qiming, who was in his fifties, panted and ran to the door of the car, Wang Weidong grabbed his shoulder and pulled hard, and Yao Qiming's upper body fell into the car.

"Shrink your legs, shrink your legs!" Wang Weidong shouted.

When he finally closed the door, Adelov turned around and gave a thumbs up to the two men who were in shock.

"Rada, Halashao!" Wang Weidong said.

(End of chapter)