A beautiful sunny morning, I am standing at the stop. I am not alone, my grandmother has been sleeping somewhere since Sunday morning. Her phone rings. “Yes. My granddaughter called well. Oh, how is it, and what is it? Sasha, of course I will translate, you know I have a black day. How are you that? Do you mean on the new car that your mother and father gave you on your birthday in May? It is not your fault. Yes, of course, I will do everything, now I will come to the box and send it. Can you tell me how is the man? Did not marry? And Uncle Fedy drinks all and chases Lovka? This is a parasite. Are they calling you? “Call back, call back.” I thought that my grandmother was getting divorced for money. She went, of course, told her about a possible divorce, and that she would call her grandson back first. And she said to me, “Dear, so I have no grandchildren and never had them.”
The story of Volodymyr Ulyanov, of course not Lenin:
Tyumen region, village of Borki. On the side there are babies and they sell cakes, with any filling. And, to the cakes hot cooked potatoes, salty cucumbers, low-salted fish, local catch and tea! The most authentic of samurai. The taste is incredible! The smell of this delicious meal can be felt for a mile.
Bab from each other, it is impossible to distinguish dressed all the same: body, rolls and all this is bound with a shell. Siberia, freezing for 30 however. Grandmothers, grandchildren and of course moms. No old man or young man.
I buy a couple of cakes with meat, another couple with cabbage and a cup of real tea, I go to the cabin and start eating.
The door of the car was knocked hard. I opened. There are two peppers, rows to admiration criminal, in all open places, hands of the neck, prison painting.
It begins, I thought, and it begins: "Brother, we will be here in nature, we will be responsible for your safety in nature, and the contribution must be paid for the warmth of the brothers in the blanket in nature!"
What kind of brother am I to you, on the roads and without you it would be safe, I thought, and from what the bath fell, is that a new tax in Russia appeared brothers in the heating zone? I am following the montage...
But here comes the grandmother from whom I bought the cakes!
What begins here: You, the foolish foolish! You are creating! On my land hop-stop arranges I have you dropped the slides I will swing in the point and blink I will force you to have me on a shamel you will ride all your life, I will shower you and I will shower you under my skincare you will be a cock you are overwhelmed. This is only the smallest part that I remembered and understood. Then there was such a selective, colorful and five-storey fancy that I did not understand a hero.
The writers understood everything! And on the words of the grandmother, the shameful rabbits came from here, running away from this place.
My shock was immeasurable.
My grandmother’s name was Aunt Masha. She worked as the head of the guard in one of the areas of the area.
Zakharchenko enters the chamber, and Ulukaev is already sitting there.
by Zakharchenko:
What are you sitting for?
and Ulysses:
for a bribe.
by Zakharchenko:
How much took?
and Ulysses:
of 2 million.
by Zakharchenko:
What is Haishnik?