Ji Qingzhou followed behind Xie Yanbei, and everyone took one step at a time.
A few small moving figures appeared on the white snow-capped mountains.
Every time Xie Yanbei spoke, he would exhale a puff of white air.
"Qingzhou, there are a lot of rocks ahead and the snow is very thick. You must be careful when walking on the road."
Ji Qingzhou had injured his leg some time ago and it hasn't fully recovered yet.
Looking at her footprints, some deep and some shallow, Xie Yanbei was worried and held her arm tightly with one hand.
"I can take care of myself. You don't need to take my master's words to heart. He just thinks I'm too fragile, but he doesn't know that my physical condition has improved during this period."
Although her physical fitness was indeed not up to par, climbing the mountain was not a problem.
Once on the mountain, archaeologists were still working.
The sky gradually darkened and the wind blowing from the west became cooler.
Ji Qingzhou exhaled a breath of hot air and rubbed his hands. The thick gloves didn't seem to be of much use at this moment.
"Mom, we've been working for so many days straight, and there's been so much snow on the mountain. You can't stay here at night. We've discussed it with the village party secretary and the director of the Women's Federation, and we're all going to stay with the villagers in the village."
With such thick snow on the mountain, people might freeze to death.
There are many older experts among archaeologists, and young people can barely keep up.
But as people get older, overwork coupled with frostbite is like a double blow to the body.
Cao Yunzhi glanced at her colleagues who were busy excavating cultural relics and subconsciously wanted to refuse.
But no one knows a mother better than her daughter. Ji Qingwan immediately grabbed her arm.
"Mom, health is the capital of revolution. We definitely can't stay up all night now. If everyone collapses from exhaustion, it will be more trouble than it's worth."
The village party secretary quickly echoed: "Ji Zhiqing is right."
He rubbed his hands, and there was only a few gray hairs left.
"It's freezing cold right now. Even if everyone risks their lives, it won't be of any use. It's better to conserve your energy at night, work when you should work, and rest when you should rest. Take good care of your health so that you can talk about the future."
Cao Yunzhi nodded helplessly and looked at Dr. Jiang.
Dr. Jiang was wearing a gray coat with holes in it.
After several days of intense work, his eyes were bloodshot.
"Dr. Jiang, why don't we just let everyone have a good rest? I'm afraid the snow won't melt away any time soon."
Dr. Jiang looked back and saw that there was only one sacrificial pit left.
If they work harder tonight, perhaps they can progress faster.
In the excavation of cultural relics, they are racing against time.
"Well, you take them to rest tonight, and I'll stay here. I'll keep you informed if anything happens."
Dr. Jiang took great care of these cultural relics, so it was a relief that they were not unearthed.
But once these cultural relics were unearthed, he wanted to do his best to let them see the light of day as soon as possible.
"Dr. Jiang, you are our leader. If you don't rest, no one else will either."
Ji Qingzhou has a clear understanding of things, and all archaeological experts are stubborn.
Dr. Jiang is the leader, and the entire archaeological team has inherited his character.
"These cultural relics are extremely important to us. If we are not careful, they may be coveted by others. We don't have much time left. If we don't dig them out quickly, we will inevitably face more trouble."
In order to avoid any complications, he had to stay here in person to feel at ease.
Even if the work cannot be completed in one day, there will be no problems if I watch it with my own eyes.
Shen Huaizhi's coat had faded a little. He walked over on the snow, and his footsteps made a squeaking sound on the snow.
"Dr. Jiang, we'll have people here to keep an eye on you tonight. Nothing's going to happen. You just need to get some rest. The mission is much earlier than expected, so you have plenty of time to recuperate."
On the way here, the village party secretary had already assigned rooms to everyone.
Cao Yunzhi lived in Ye Lanqing's house, and the whole family was living together happily, so the two sides could have more contact.
Dr. Jiang was reluctant to look back, unable to resist the requests of his juniors.
Looking at the members of the archaeological team, all of whom looked pale and thin, he finally nodded.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go back and have a good rest today. We can continue working after we've rested up enough."
The crowd became lively. The excavation task was already mostly completed, and it wouldn't be long before they could return to Kyoto to report.
Everyone supported each other and the journey down the mountain was as lively as when they went up the mountain.
Everyone's beating heart was not frozen by the snow.
*
Jiang He, who was at the educated youth point, woke up from a sleep and felt much better than before.
But when he thought that even Shen Yunqing, his sure wife, was snatched away by someone else, he felt extremely upset.
He took a fancy to two people, but it seemed like God was playing a joke on him.
Jiang He put on his clothes unwillingly and wanted to go find Shen Yunqing again.
As soon as I walked out the door, I saw Xu Biqin and Yao Jia coming from afar.
"Jiang Zhiqing, are you awake? How are you feeling now? We heard you weren't feeling well, so we came here right away."
Seeing these two girls whose faces were redder than monkeys' butts, Jiang He felt annoyed.
Because he slept for a long time, he still has a severe headache.
It was as if fragments of what happened before were lost.
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