"I have never been to Kabul," Multaza replied.

"Then do you know the way back?" Kirill asked again, "The way back to the big cave."

"Yes, I know the way there!" Multaza replied immediately.

"Then let's go there"

Kirill said, "Just walk behind me and show me the way."

"If we go forward, we have to climb several mountains." Multaza raised his hand and pointed in one direction.

"Is there a road near here?" Kirill asked again.

"Yes, go in that direction." Multaza raised his hand and pointed in another direction.

"Then let's go in the direction of the highway," Kirill said, having already changed the direction of travel.

"Can we find Aunt Vida in France?"

Qiao Ya asked worriedly, "Will she be willing to see us?"

"Yes, definitely."

Kirill answered this question, "France is very small, and Montpellier in France is even smaller. We will definitely be able to find Vida. How could she not want to see you."

"What happened after meeting Vader?" Soraya asked after him.

"We will come back after delivering the letter," Multaza said.

"What are you going to do when you come back?" Kirill's question made the three children fall into silence and confusion. They didn't know what they would do when they came back.

"Want to listen to my advice?" Kirill and Wei Ran asked after looking at each other.

"What advice?"

Multaza asked warily, "We will not go to the Soviet Union with you."

"I can't take you to live in the Soviet Union."

Kirill smiled and said, "But I think you might as well stay in France. Vader will definitely take care of you."

"Why should we stay in France"

Multaza said subconsciously, "We want to go back..."

"The war is over"

Wei Ran said, "Afkhan no longer needs guerrilla fighters. Afkhan now needs people who can rebuild the country and people with knowledge.

If you stay in France, you will have the opportunity to study, and when you learn enough knowledge, you will become the person Afhan needs."

"Are they as knowledgeable people as Teacher Abdul and Teacher Mahbub?" Qiao Ya asked.

"Yes, you have to be more knowledgeable than them."

Kirill said without looking back, "Soldiers have no way to end the war. Only knowledgeable people have the right to decide when the war will stop. If you become knowledgeable people, you can lead your Afhan to become stronger.

It would allow her to avoid war."

"Really?" Multaza asked.

"Really, of course it's true."

Wei Ran echoed, "If you have knowledge, you can fly helicopters, pilot fighter jets and tanks, and you can protect your Afhan."

"I may not be able to let you go when the time comes."

Soraya said abruptly, "Kiril..."

"We are Hakim and Habibullah now," Kirill, who was walking at the front with his back to the children, reminded as he wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, Hakeem, and Uncle Habibullah, I may not be able to let you go. If we stay in France, will you stay in France?"

When Soraya asked this question, Kirill couldn't help but fell silent.

But soon, he asked with a smile, "Joya, and Multaza, what about you? Will you be reluctant to leave us? Do you want us to stay with you in France?"

"I won't let you go," Qiao Ya said matter-of-factly.

"And you?"

Kirill turned around and looked at Multaza with a smile, then quickly turned around and wiped the corners of his eyes again.

"I..." This time it was Multaza's turn to fall silent.

Just when Kirill was about to say something more, Multaza said, "You also have families."

"You guys are my family"

This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Kirill smiled as if he had made a decision and explained, "Multaza, if you also want to keep me, then I will stay."

I'll stay with you in France. I told you, I'm already a deserter. I'll be court-martialed when I go back. I don't want to go to jail."

"I..."

Multaza gritted his teeth, "Hakim, stay...stay and live with us, I mean, after you get to France."

"Then it's settled"

Kirill said firmly, "We will find a way to go to Montpellier, France, to find Vida. After delivering the letter to her, we will stay in France."

"Can we stay in France?" Multaza asked hesitantly.

"Leave it to me to figure this out," Kirill said confidently.

"Do you really have any idea?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask in Russian.

"There will be a way" Kirill replied, but his tone was also full of uneasiness.

Under the guidance of Multaza, their group and two sheep finally saw a winding road before the sun set.

Perhaps because of the news about the end of the war on the radio, this road was extremely lively. Looking from a distance, there were people walking with their families, people leading goats or donkeys, and even riding horses.

Traveling on a bicycle or motorcycle.

"Let's go there"

Kirill said, already walking towards the road.

Fortunately, thanks to the full beard and headscarf, those who were busy on the road did not notice Wei Ran and Kirill.

In particular, an old man driving a donkey cart even warmly invited the three children headed by Multaza and the two babies to ride in his cart.

Naturally, no one would refuse such an invitation. After the children got on the car, the two goats were tied to the donkey cart, and Wei Ran and Kirill walked on the left and right sides of the donkey cart.

During the casual chat, Wei Ran also learned from the old man named Muhammed that this road leads to Kabul. The reason why these people rushed to Kabul was because they heard

Here comes the good news that the war is coming to an end.

In the midst of casual chats, the setting sun gradually sank below the horizon, and pedestrians on the road stopped one after another, lighting large and small bonfires on the roadside.

Just at this moment, a group of Soviet trucks drove out from the direction behind them, and the Afghans who were busy on the road subconsciously hid on the side of the road.

But at this moment, Kirill ran onto the road, shouting "Friends!" in Russian.

"crunch"

The truck at the front stopped. A gun barrel was first stretched out in the direction of the co-pilot. Then the Soviet soldier sitting in the co-pilot asked, "What's wrong?"

“Our children are too young”

Kirill pointed at the frightened Qiaoya and others on the roadside, and begged in Russian with many grammatical errors on purpose, "We have been walking on this road for a long time, and the children have been unable to walk without food all day."

Now, can we take your car to Kabul?"

"Who did you learn Russian from?" asked the soldier sitting in the passenger seat.

"My teacher, his name is Mahbub."

Kirill replied, "When he was more than ten years old, he went to Moscow to work for a while."

“It turned out to be an old friend.”

The soldier in the co-pilot generously handed out a handful of candy bars, waved his hand and said, "Take your children and get in the car, we are going to Kabul."

"Thank you, thank you friend!"

Kirill said loudly and gratefully, and then quickly ran back to the roadside amidst the disdainful but unavoidable envy of the surrounding Afhan people. He first distributed the candy to the three of Multaza, and at the same time whispered, "We

We took advantage of the darkness to hitchhike for a while and didn’t talk much on the road. We could only say that we were hungry and thirsty.”

As he said that, he had already picked up the two babies, "Hurry up and follow them."

"Your sheep," said the old man also named Muhan Mode.

"Give it to you"

Wei Ran said, urging the somewhat reluctant Multaza, Qiaoya and Soraya to catch up.

The group of them walked to the back of the car, and immediately there were a few young but drunken soldiers who enthusiastically picked up the children and dragged the two of them aboard.

"Thank you, thank you." Kirill deliberately repeated the word "friend" in non-standard Russian.

"Don't be afraid"
To be continued...