Chapter 39 reappears
The grasslands are changing rapidly, almost daily.
Or maybe it's the same every day!
No matter when you come, there are always blue skies, white clouds, and lush green grass, giving you a sense of desolation and wildness.
It makes everyone who comes here linger.
I want to keep exploring every mystery and wonder of the grasslands.
Xia Mingjiang is like that again; yes, he's here again!
Surprisingly, he reappeared on the grassland with the team in a short period of time.
Xia Mingjiang himself couldn't believe it, but only half a month had passed since he received the transfer order and arrived here.
If the teacher hadn't been so busy, it might have been even earlier.
Xia Lao was leading the team, but there were more people and equipment than before, all on the Zizhong vehicle, looking out into the deep grasslands.
Xia's gaze lingered in the distance, glancing at it every now and then.
I look forward to seeing the child riding on horseback.
But disappointingly, it seems they've never seen it again.
He wasn't annoyed by the situation; instead, he moved to the passenger seat, squeezed in, and started sketching.
The driver next to him glanced away and stopped noticing him.
After all, the number of eyes that had fallen on this kid that afternoon was countless.
"Hey, what's with that look? Are you trying to scheme against me again?"
Xia squinted, sensing that he had ill intentions.
Hosen rolled his eyes and completely ignored him.
"Here we go again. I told you you have a strange temper. Old Xia even told me to bully you. You've been putting on a good show, haven't you?"
"Say whatever you want."
A rare man indeed, he retorted.
Xia Mingjiang noticed his emotions, and a fleeting look of surprise crossed his eyes.
"Hey, no, what's wrong with you...?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the driver immediately became indifferent again, stepped on the gas, and drove straight to the terminal station.
Four hours later, a team carrying researchers from all over the country arrived.
The flower sea base is bustling with activity again.
The workers at the base finally found out what had happened.
They actually unearthed an ancient tomb, and I heard there were corpses inside.
"A corpse? That's been around for so many years, it must be in terrible condition, is it even legible?"
"Why can't we see it? You don't know, I heard that because of the special environment, that person is incredibly well preserved."
"Hey, what's so special about this? Aren't you afraid you won't be able to sleep at night after seeing this?" Some of the more timid ones refused outright.
But a large portion of them are still curious about the places in the south.
After all, it's human nature to enjoy lively atmospheres.
Since we're already here, we might as well just stand by and see what's going on.
So, as soon as the group of researchers arrived, they were surrounded and thoroughly observed by the curious workers.
"Hey, why are there so many old men here? There are also a lot of young people."
"Yes, yes, this is quite a large-scale operation."
"That's right, it would take at least four or five trucks."
"With so many vehicles, how many people will they bring? It'll be inconvenient for meals later on." Some people immediately thought about the cafeteria's future.
I wonder when I'll be queuing for food for ages.
As a result, their gazes towards them became less friendly.
After all, people are probably not naturally good-tempered when it comes to those who cause them trouble!
"Wait, what's going on with these people?"
Why are they looking at us like that?
A somewhat bookish colleague frowned, "Like looking at a monkey in a zoo?"
The two sides stood facing each other, looking at each other.
They could see the wariness and vigilance in his eyes.
This is bad!
That was what the person in charge was thinking when he came over.
He quickly called over a few people, told them to hurry up and get the workers to work; then he turned back to meet with Old Xia.
After apologizing and explaining, they finally managed to bring the person to Old Yang's side.
Only after Yang Wenhua took the person in did they breathe a sigh of relief.
"Then you go ahead with your work, I'll take care of this first."
The person in charge left as soon as he finished speaking, unaware of the stares he was getting from behind.
Xia Ming got straight to the point, and after meeting several people, he quickly got busy.
He immediately requested to inspect the site, especially to take over the current excavation work.
Originally, the reason for having this important figure travel all the way here was to make the event more impressive with this important cultural relic.
"Mr. Xia, please."
"Mr. Xia, these are all the current project plans and information."
"Mr. Xia, these are the cultural relics that have been excavated."
With each report explained and each practiced, Xia Ming quickly grasped all their movements during this period within a few hours.
Xia Ming nodded in agreement.
He then divided the people he brought into groups, personally assigned them tasks, and took charge of the project.
His arrival actually made people feel more at ease at the excavation site.
Firstly, his reputation is so great that almost everyone who has met him is convinced of his abilities; and no one in this industry is unaware of his name.
Now that we know this, the work will be much easier to carry out.
Secondly, there was strong support. Behind Elder Xia stood the Central Cultural Relics Administration, ensuring not only the success of the excavation process but also the proper resolution of conservation issues during and after the excavation.
With Professor Xia's involvement, this project is practically guaranteed.
That's why there's talk of a smooth takeover.
Old Yang and the others couldn't even speak properly when they didn't see Old Xia.
It's all due to excitement!
Not to mention the younger generation, who admire them even more.
With the help of Elder Xia and his team, the project progressed many times faster.
For some uncertain issues, I immediately came up with a solution.
The decision can be made without any reporting or coordination.
This almost brought tears to Old Yang's eyes as he and his party, who had been held back for many days, approached Old Xia.
Furthermore, the base manager also brought back some good news.
They decided to eat separately.
They set up a fire on the south side and ate separately from the workers.
This sentence directly separated the two sides, preventing them from interfering with each other and blocking many prying eyes.
The shock this order caused was unknown to others, but Old Yang's colleagues knew it all. They hadn't expected anything like it.
Think about how I used to stay up until midnight and only realize I hadn't eaten dinner when I got hungry, so I had to go to bed hungry; or I could only get up early to queue for breakfast. But how could I film all the workers at a base in a short time?
So every time there's a conflict, it's either here or there.
Anyway, something always happens.
It was common for things to escalate to the point where the base and Yang Wenhua were involved.
But this time, thanks to the arrival of Elder Xia and others, the problem was solved directly.
It is still supplied separately, with one extra egg per person per day.
That's already great!
"Okay, okay!"
"Old Xia is really capable."
"That's right, I hope I can go with Elder Xia again next time."
Many people think this way, believing that following a capable leader means good treatment.
After working most of the night, Xia Mingjiang was finally able to lie down and stopped listening to the noise coming from next door.
Raising eyebrows and making faces, what a load of rubbish about Old Xia, it's all their family's money being spent.
However, thinking of Elder Xia, he still didn't dare to say it.
If someone hears this, I'll stick it in his ear...
Xia Mingjiang shivered, feeling cold all over, as if something bad was about to happen.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself to go to sleep quickly, knowing he would be busy tomorrow.
Today, when I went down to the site and saw what was inside the stone coffin, it was indeed very rare.
Old Xia's tasks ahead will certainly be arduous and demanding. He needs to be a good assistant, as there will be more opportunities to participate in other cases in the future.
It would be wonderful if I could go abroad with Professor Xia to participate in archaeological expeditions overseas.
Xia Mingjiang felt increasingly excited as he thought about it, believing that his dream was about to come true.
I fell asleep without noticing.
When I opened my eyes again, I was first awakened by a foul odor.
It smells like rotten pickled cabbage, pungent and smoky!
"Ugh~ What is this?"
He couldn't help but get up and gag, his stomach churning violently.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh~"
Unable to hold back any longer, Xia Mingjiang rushed out.
Tears and snot streamed down his face, but thankfully he managed to suppress them quickly.
Going back meant plugging both nostrils and returning to the tent.
When you get to the door, first peek inside quietly.
There were even people sleeping inside.
He followed the exposed large foot and rushed inside, and sure enough, there were people there.
Who is this person?
He probably doesn't recognize him.
Following the trail inside, they discovered that it was a soldier who had come with the group.
He thought of Hosen, but didn't dare wake him. He grabbed his clothes, circled around, and quietly went out.
Forget it, if I wake him up, I'll just beat him up again.
Going outside and quickly washing up took quite a bit of effort.
Water is difficult to obtain here, but fortunately the base has a well, so water has to be carried over every time.
Fortunately, we don't have to worry about drinking water every day.
After greeting everyone along the way, we quickly arrived at the place where the food was served.
Xia Mingjiang was starving; he hadn't had a chance to eat yesterday.
He's a picky eater and had been craving it for a long time.
They came in a rush and brought far less stuff than last time.
Xia Mingjiang's face fell when he saw the breakfast that had been served.
A thick porridge with a little pickled vegetables, plus a boiled egg!
I don't know what's in the porridge, but I can taste corn, wild vegetables, and beans. The taste is strange, not very smooth, but it seems to be very filling.
Xia Mingjiang ate some pickled vegetables and almost gulped down a mouthful of porridge.
The boiled eggs he kept were his last hope; he planned to eat them one last time.
Just when he finally managed to get the porridge down his throat, someone else came over and sat down next to him.
"You haven't had breakfast yet?"
Hossen, with the same breakfast on his plate, sat opposite him.
The difference was that he cracked the eggshell first.
With deft movements, the eggshell is cracked open, revealing the tender white egg.
It went in one bite, chewed it a few times, and swallowed.
Despite knowing his temper, Xia Mingjiang couldn't help but swallow hard when he saw this.
This guy eats like a wolf every time he eats.
Fierce and fierce!
Xia Mingjiang had only cracked half of the eggshell when he gulped down half a bowl of porridge.
I picked up a piece of pickled vegetable, chewed it, and another half bowl was gone.
Xia Mingjiang stopped eating altogether, just watched him eat, and waited for him to finish in a few bites.
Hosen saw the man opposite him staring at him in disbelief, as if he didn't recognize him.
Hossen ignored him and got up to leave.
"Hey, hey, wait a minute, don't go yet!"
What's with all the pulling and tugging?
The man nimbly dodged the outstretched hand.
"No, wait for me, I need to talk to you." Xia saw his cold face and knew that he was in a bad mood.
Even though he was carefree, he didn't dare to be too reckless, so he grabbed his things and ran after them.
After the two left, several comrades were seen sitting a few steps apart, watching the commotion.
His face still showed shock at this moment.
"them......"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense!"
Comrade Huo pretended not to see anyone behind him, finished washing up, and strode towards the camp.
He took out his water bladder from his backpack and drank several mouthfuls of water.
Only then did they start rummaging through other things.
"No, what are you doing? Are you going out?"
Xia, standing nearby, was getting anxious. What was this kid packing his bags for? Was he going to run away?
No, if I leave him here, he might run away.
"Why not?"
After watching him check everything, he zipped up the zipper and pulled the rope.
All set, I'll carry it on my back and head out.
"Wait, where are you going? Take me with you!"
"Get lost, I'm busy."
Hosen kicked him and walked away.
Xia Mingjiang watched the person leave, their hand still outstretched.
There was nothing we could do; we couldn't stop them!
They didn't dare to stop them.
His mind worked quickly, and he immediately realized that the kid had other tasks.
After carefully considering the situation in his tent, he quickly ran back and lifted the curtain to check, only to find that the person was indeed gone.
So, those soldiers came here not to protect their safety?
Xia scratched her head, unable to understand!
But before he could think much about it, someone else contacted him.
It was said that Old Xia had given the order to do the work.
Xia Mingjiang put aside his worries and immediately adjusted his mindset to get back to work.
He was very interested in excavating the artifacts inside the wooden coffin, even though the project was currently so important that he could only offer a small part of it.
But it is also invaluable for the entire project.
For everyone, even getting involved is not easy.
"Director Yang, we've made another discovery here."
The one who spoke was Comrade Zheng, who was in charge of the inside of the coffin.
Besides him, there were three other comrades.
Xiao Zheng pointed to a raised, black, misty area in front of him, but he couldn't make out what it was.
Because the owner's remains inside had already been lifted and moved upstairs.
At this moment, this major item and most of the obvious burial objects are being studied by Elder Xia and several other veteran comrades.
The remaining portion was assigned to Director Yang's team.
At this moment, one could see a dense crowd of people half-squatting and half-bending over, standing in mid-air around the coffin.
Holding small tweezers and a small brush, she carefully touched it.
"Judging from the style and specifications, it looks like jade?"
"Such a large protrusion, it can't be ordinary jade, can it?"
"Indeed, start with the marks here, and carefully lift a corner with tweezers to take a look."
Experienced researchers can determine the contents of a coffin from just a few traces.
Some can even be identified by simply shining a special flashlight on them and observing the traces left by the light.
There was such a master in the team.
He was particularly knowledgeable about various cultural relics and jade artifacts.
Whether it's precious jade or ordinary material, he can accurately determine its age and year after just one look.
They even deduced some similar alternatives.
This deserves praise for its superb craftsmanship.
Mr. Zhao is in his fifties this year, which is about the age when he should be retiring.
But he did other things in his early years, and his skills were so special that he caught the attention of government departments and was recruited early on. Now he has been working in the research institute for more than 20 years and is used to it.
When he was seconded here, he saw Director Yang greeting him.
They quickly squatted down and shone several flashlights over each other.
He immediately realized, "This isn't jade."
"What, it's not jade?"
"Yes, it is indeed easy to be misled, but looking at the translucency and material, it seems to be some kind of special wood. Judging from the style and specifications, it should be specially designed."
He fell silent in thought as he spoke, and everyone around him looked at him.
Old Yang, with a somber expression, also leaned over to take a look.
"Come on, light the lamp and take the box. I'll take it out and take a look."
Most of the artifacts that could be retrieved were carefully numbered and recorded before being taken out.
However, a large portion of the cases are due to clothing or other unforeseen circumstances that prevent them from being provided.
This is what it looks like: a thin, dark, broken protrusion.
After a simple cleaning with a brush, the surface residue was gone.
However, the accumulated grease and texture over the years obviously cannot be removed.
Furthermore, based on their assessment, this place must have undergone considerable climate and environmental changes over the course of thousands of years.
Therefore, something made of a less durable material was obviously destroyed.
Although Mr. Xia was more delighted than shocked when he first saw the corpse's face.
But what followed was mostly regret and remorse.
There is gain in loss.
But they can't afford to wait!
"Watch out, watch out, this piece has fallen off too."
Old Yang and Master Zhao worked together, each picking up a small piece, to finally put the dark, seemingly jade-like object into the box.
Master Zhao gestured for Director Yang to look.
Director Yang looked down and examined it carefully, and found that it was indeed not jade.
Judging from the material, it is made of wood with a bony structure.
"That's strange!"
"Register first, number 751 is registered."
This means that this is the 751st item unearthed from the stone coffin; it will make reporting the situation much easier later.
After all, there is still a lot of follow-up work to be done, requiring researchers to investigate and study the origins of each of these cultural relics.
"Everyone be careful from now on."
The arrival of Mr. Xia and his group greatly changed the progress of the original project.
This has made everyone who was working overtime again much more enthusiastic about their work.
Perhaps because they saw hope, everyone's enthusiasm was especially high.
However, Huo Sen, who was not on Xia's mind, did go on another mission as he had hoped.
Hosen was leading a small group of men, marching quickly on their way.
They crossed a Gobi desert and headed towards an unknown area.
When they were hungry, they would eat some dry food to fill their stomachs, and they rarely drank water.
Rest was only taken after marching for more than ten hours, at night when they would choose a time to rest.
No one knew where they were going, no one had ever seen them, all that was known was that the leader was carrying a map and heading toward a certain location.
If Xia were here, he would surely recognize that one of the men inside was the same one he had met not long ago.
The familiar smell of stinky feet!
When Luo Yin returned home, she had no idea that a wonderful piece of good news awaited her.
"Father, when did you get back?"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh~"
"That's great, that's great, Dad, you're finally back."
Luo Yin was like a horse that had broken free of its reins, shouting loudly.
If the livestock weren't so bold, they would have been terribly frightened by her.
Bart hadn't expected Loin to be so excited.
But after not seeing her for several months, the feelings of the two of them upon seeing each other again are naturally indescribable.
Luo Yin hugged him and pounced on him fiercely.
Bart also hugged her, a warm and thick embrace that almost made Loin cry.
Now that her memory has improved, she often recalls scenes from her childhood.
It had only been a short time since they arrived on the grassland, and Bart didn't seem to have gotten used to how to take care of his youngest daughter.
Whenever I see a child, I subconsciously lower my voice in front of her.
She would often yell at her second brother, then suddenly smile and reach out to her as if her expression had changed completely.
Luo Yin would stare at him curiously, wondering what this bearded uncle was doing.
Perhaps children are born with the ability to distinguish between good and bad. After realizing that he meant no harm, she quietly took his hand.
At this moment, the man will show his purest smile.
She was as enthusiastic as if she were her own child!
This is an emotion that has nothing to do with blood ties or family affection.
Looking back now, Luo Yin still finds it unbelievable.
So many cases of abuse occurred in my past life, many involving my own children, yet they had no relation to each other, and they still managed to go this far.
Luo Yin later secretly inquired about other children from the grasslands.
The boy on the train left the deepest impression on her.
I heard he has now joined the army.
There are other children, who are either sent to school or doing other things.
Aside from the first few children who arrived due to the climate, they truly followed the secretary's instructions and raised each one to survival.
"Dad, have you lost weight? Did my second brother bring you here? How is things now? Is it over? Do you still need to go? Please don't go again. The family is worried sick."
Luo Yin rattled off her story like a machine gun.
Even the father didn't know how to answer.
Many of the questions were even repeated; they were questions that Urina had already asked.
But looking at the child's concerned and worried eyes, Bart really couldn't bring himself to say anything to blame him.
"Don't worry, the matter has been resolved, I don't need to go there."
"The specifics are complicated, but I have some good news for you, do you want to hear it?"
After carefully checking that he was not injured, Luo Yin nodded.
"I want to hear what you have to say!"
"My leg is saved!" he said, gently patting his thigh.
Luo Yin froze immediately, and all the blood in her body rushed to her brain.
Her pupils dilated, and she looked at him with disbelief.
What did you say?
At this moment, Luo Yin had many thoughts on her mind.
But in the end, her gaze settled on his lips.
"I...I didn't hear wrong!"
Those still in the family have already experienced this shock; now it's her turn.
Bart held her hand, which was still trembling to this day.
“Yes, yes, my father met a Tibetan doctor who treated him and said that if he went back in six months, there would be hope for a cure.”
Luo Yin stood there, stunned, as if she had gone mad.
The hope of healing kept repeating in my mind.
"What, hope for a cure?"
Oh, right, Dad said it was his leg!
What legs? Father's legs.
Can my father's leg be cured without surgery?
Luo Yin didn't care about anything else and held her father's hand tightly.
"Dad, are you telling the truth? You're not lying to me, are you? It really is six months from now? Who is it? Is it amazing? What do we need to do?"
"Will I be able to go to that place then?"
Countless questions flooded her mind, assaulting her wildly beating heart.
"Oh dear, Hua Hua, come and have something to eat first. I'll answer your father's question later. Look at your face, it looks thinner."
Urina, who was outside the door, quickly came over, pulled her up, and said with concern.
"I didn't notice, but you know, Mother."
"Yes, I knew from the day I came back."
"Come quickly, your father can't escape now, let's eat something first."
Bart also showed concern, gesturing for her to rest for a while, indicating that he would not leave.
After drinking a large bowl of fragrant milk tea, Luo Yin sat comfortably to the side.
Suddenly realizing that she hadn't told her family yet, she quickly looked at them.
"Oh, right, Mom and Dad, I also have some good news I haven't told you yet."
"What's the good news?"
Luo Yin's expression was serious, but her eyes held a hint of excitement.
"Ahem, I'm no longer a second-year junior high student. I'm now officially a third-year junior high student, and I'm waiting to prepare for the high school entrance exam next year."
Urina was somewhat prepared, and after Luo Yin finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment before quickly realizing what was happening.
But Bart was different; he sat there as if in a daze.
He stared blankly at Luo Yin.
His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
After a long silence, he looked at her in disbelief.
"Is this real?"
Luo Yin nodded, her tone quite casual.
“I studied on my own during the summer vacation and passed the exams to get into the third year of junior high school. Dad, I want to speed things up.”
She didn't say anything more, but Bart seemed to know what she was thinking.
She looked down at her legs, then at her child.
I felt there was no need to say anything more.
"Okay, Dad supports you."
"Huahua, well done!"
As her family members gradually returned home, the news of Luo Yin skipping a grade spread.
Everyone in the family praised her in every way.
Especially her second brother, from whom Luo Yin heard more details.
He also began to lavish praise on his second brother, showering him with compliments.
Mu Ren felt incredibly comfortable listening to this.
I think my little sister is so thoughtful.
Compared to other children, my younger sister is indeed a sweet and considerate daughter.
Luo Yin didn't care about anything else. After carefully inquiring about the Tibetan doctor, she had even more confidence in her father's treatment.
They naturally knew that their father needed to recuperate.
Even though you don't need to save up for surgery, you still have to earn money.
She first took some out for her mother to use to nourish the family.
Some herbs don't need to be sold; you can eat them if you want, and supplement your diet if you need to. Ani started eating cordyceps a long time ago.
And you know what? The combined effects of dietary supplements and medicinal supplements are truly remarkable.
Compared to when her father first had the accident, Ani looks much better now.
Although there are still unavoidable signs of aging, he is generally in good health.
In addition, with a long-term diet of meat, milk, and exercise, their bodies are better than those of their peers.
The only difference is that the herders' faces are darker and rougher.
Visually, it seems to make him look older.
As Luo Yin spoke, she looked at her mother and saw that her spirits had returned.
Then I knew she agreed with it, and thinking about it, it made sense.
Family members actually care about each other a lot. Often, as long as it's good for the family, they're willing to give up things that are beneficial to themselves.
Then came open source.
Having found a way to make money, Luo Yin suddenly remembered the letter Xia Ge had sent not long ago.
She thought for a moment, estimated the time, and then wrote a letter.
I plan to send it to her when I go back this time.
Sometimes you just have to be a little thick-skinned.
Luo Yin thought, "I can't hear you cursing me anyway, so I might as well make money."
Oh, right, I also need to go to the bookstore to see if Uncle Qin is back yet.
I wonder how much he gained from this trip?
Luo Yin was making plans, her mind racing.
Soon I felt dizzy and lightheaded.
Perhaps it's because she's been too busy at school, but sometimes she feels inexplicably dizzy, though not very frequently.
However, Luo Yin was still careful, fearing that something might go wrong with her.
What does it taste like?
Just as I was thinking, I suddenly caught a whiff of a scent.
She sat up abruptly in bed and looked around.
Realizing it wasn't inside the house, she rushed out and continued sniffing.
Like an animal, it sniffed and wandered around, making its second brother pause in surprise.
She looked like a little sister or a puppy, but she kept quiet for fear of being beaten.
The smell nearby grew stronger.
Luo Yin's pace quickened.
While walking and stopping, we somehow ended up behind the stable.
"Ugh, it smells awful!"
Suddenly, a mixture of excrement and other odors rushed into my nostrils.
Luo Yin nearly lost her balance. Wait, the flavor is gone.
She stood not far away, and the scent could still be faintly smelled in her nose.
She looked around, trying to find it with her eyes.
However, they clearly overestimated themselves and underestimated the smell of the horse stable.
She gave up!
He turned and left.
"Second brother, second brother."
He then ran towards Muren.
"What's wrong? I'm over here."
"Second Brother, why does that stable smell so strange? It smells like some kind of spice. Did you bring something back?"
"I didn't bring anything back."
Mu Ren answered without hesitation.
He really didn't bring anything back; what else was in the stable besides the horses?
Luo Yin didn't believe him when he answered so quickly.
"Second brother, it really exists, think about it carefully."
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