Chapter 81

Two months later, on the finray border, in a small, humble farm.

Zhang Heng wiped the sweat on his forehead, put down the axe in his hand, and carried the chopped wood back to the wood room to yard. When he pushed the door open and walked into the living room, steaming bread and fresh fish soup were already on the table.

Greta, 67, is the owner of the farm. Her man and only son were killed in the war, and her daughter married to the United States. More than a month ago, she kindly accepted them to stay.

After learning that they had nowhere to go, she warmly invited them to stay.

It happened that the farm was short of help, so they stayed. To Greta, they only said that they were relatives of the man in the United States. Zhang Heng's fluent English also proved this.

As for Simon, she didn't speak much as usual, but as time went on, she was gradually accepted by the people around her.

Their weapons were thrown away on the way, while Simon's gunshot wound on the shoulder was cured by a small town doctor. She had no relatives, and her only grandfather had passed away the year before last. In a sense, she didn't care.

After the lakeside war, Zhang Heng originally wanted to take the girl to the United States, but after thinking about it, he found that it was a bit unrealistic. The distance between the United States and Finland was too far, and it might not be possible to arrive for a while. Moreover, Simon's English was also average. By contrast, he might as well stay in Sweden, which borders Finland.

The former used to be one of the principalities of the latter. Many of the Finns can speak Swedish. In such a small village along the border, most people have mastered two languages. Greta is one of them. At least Simon has no communication barrier here.

Zhang Heng saw the girl coming back from the outside through the window. She was carrying a shotgun and a dead rabbit and fox in her hand.

Simon put his prey in the kitchen, then put his shotgun back in the attic, and then came down to wash his hands and eat.

Granny Greta filled everyone with a bowl of fish soup. Zhang Heng expressed his thanks in Finnish, just like every night before.

The three finished their dinner in a harmonious atmosphere and said good night to each other.

The next morning, Greta had prepared food for them and put it in the basket.

Simon did not wear the usual hunting clothes, but specially put on a floral skirt, which was originally made by the old man for his daughter. It was a little small on Simon, and the latter seemed a little unsuitable for this dress.

Greta smilingly handed over the picnic basket in her hand and said to the two people, "have a good time."

Zhang Heng took the basket and hugged the old man. "Goodbye, Greta."

"Goodbye, son."

The old man beckoned at the door. They looked like little lovers going out for an outing. Zhang Heng drove Simon on his bicycle through the fields of the farm, the square in the center of the town, and the hospital with blood donation advertisements Feel the exotic scenery all the way.

The war between the Soviet Union and Finland has come to an end for a while, but the war in the whole European continent has just started. Sweden, as a neutral country, is one of the few countries that survived the catastrophe and a paradise in World War II.

Zhang Heng stops his bicycle on a piece of grass outside the town. They climb the grass slope with a picnic basket and see the sea of flowers on the other side. Zhang Heng doesn't know the names of the white flowers below.

It seems that the national flower of Finland is a kind of white flower called lily of the valley. Unfortunately, it's not the right time for him to come. It's only a month or two away from the flowering date, so I don't think I can see it.

This is the last day he stayed in this copy. Zhang Heng admitted this day to Simon very early. The girl didn't say anything, but made an appointment with him for the last outing.

They strolled through the streets of the town, fished in the pond, played poker for a while, and then shared Greta's carefully prepared roe sandwich at the top of the slope, but they still didn't say much.

It's also the way they get along.

The breeze blew up Simon's hair and skirt, and finally the girl put her head on someone's knee and closed her eyes

Zhang Heng looked at the time on his watch, took off his coat and put it on Simon's body. As the girl was asleep, her eyelashes shook slightly.

The next moment Zhang Heng's ear came the familiar voice.

[when the time limit for return is reached, the task is completed and confirmed 】

[clearance copy Mannerheim defense line welcomes you. The third round of the game is over and you are about to return to the real world 】

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Zhang Heng opened his eyes from the card seat, and he felt as if he had been separated from others.

It is clear that the time of this round of games is the shortest, but because of the strong pressure of death, he has to live every minute and every second. From the war of the second world war back to today's civilized society, he seems to have gone through a hundred years.

It's just that there's no more people around who depend on each other.…………

This time, Zhang Heng sat in the card seat for half an hour before he got up. As he got up, something slipped out of his pocket. Zhang Heng bowed his head and was stunned when he saw it.

This is a small piece of Animal Bone Necklace on the girl's neck. It's much smaller than the piece of bone thrown by the old man in Tang Dynasty. It's only the size of nail cap.

It is carved with a tall red pine, with thick branches and complex roots.

Zhang Heng doesn't know when Simon put it into his pocket, but since he can bring it back, it shows that the little thing is also a game prop.

More than 140 days later, Zhang Heng thought that he would not encounter the game props in the third round of the game, but he did not expect that the game props had been around him all the time.

He didn't rush to let the bartender identify it, because since Simon had been wearing it for such a long time, it means that it should have no negative effect.

Now he has something more to identify.

Zhang Heng listened to the advice of the old man in Tang costume and tried not to expose his relationship with the other party. So he didn't have the chance to give the game prop that he didn't get from the copy of the game to the bartender until the end of the game.

The latter's usual fishing attitude, when he saw the things in Zhang Heng's hand, he couldn't help looking up at him more. He was suspicious and said, "I know you have lucky rabbit feet, but is this bonus too exaggerated? Three rounds, three game props? Are you the illegitimate son of fortune? "

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