(Cat flutter Chinese)

"One acre of land will pay him forty-two thousand. ”

"It's an egg, and the ancestral grave is smoking. I was stunned to make a big tomb in the radish field. ”

"The group of turtles and grandchildren were stunned and grabbed a lot of things. ”

"I heard what Director Wang said, there aren't many good things in here. ”

"Not really. When I first dug it up, there were a lot of good things...... The old sheep's head of the seventh brigade grabbed a bronze sign......"

"It was sold to a foreigner for 2,000 yuan. ”

"Sensei said the old sheep's head. The two-ball old guy was caught, and Lao Tzu was stunned to serve him. The things in the ancient tomb dare to be robbed and sold, and the fucking ball was released before it was released. ”

"What can you do if you don't release it? The old sheep's head is seventy-one, who dares to do anything to him?" several old men chattered in their local dialect, and suddenly they all turned their heads at once.

I saw an old man in his seventies and eighties coming out of the tent, hunched over with a lewd face and a treacherous smile.

"Old sheep's head, old sheep's head, what did Director Wang tell you?"

"You're a turtle grandson, you're really lucky. The old sheep's head smiled, raised a pack of good cigarettes in his hand, looked at a few old men with disdain, and said in a man's voice

"Director Wang is a good person, unlike a few of you two-balls. The old men immediately shouted back

"You're relying on the old and selling the old. If you were ten years younger, you would have been arrested and put in jail. The old sheep's head laughed, glanced at Jin Feng, and swaggered away.

Jin Feng sat here for a while, and no one noticed him, he was too ordinary. After a while, the rain came heavily, and the strange blind dates around the people left one after another.

At this time, several old men with umbrellas came to the archaeological site, wearing rain boots. The people in the tent hurried out to greet them.

Jin Feng turned his head slightly, and inadvertently raised the hoe handle to turn his face away. Among these old people, there was an old acquaintance.

Among the several old men who played umbrellas, the leader turned out to be Dong Zhiqin, the director of the Zhongzhou Museum. The archaeological team came out to shake hands with Dong Zhiqin and salute him, saying that he was a member of the board of directors, and his attitude was humble and courteous.

Dong Zhiqin's style is carved out of the same mold as his college classmate Qin Yunhua, capable and straightforward. He threw his umbrella aside, went down to the grave, and walked around the field.

Wang Jun, the leader of the archaeological team, looked at a few things that were dug up and was very surprised.

"How could there be a cross?"

"What are you doing?"

"Why did such an important discovery only be reported this month?"

"It's ...... Outrageous. Captain Wang Jun looked innocent and explained a few words in a low voice

"At the time, we all thought it was just a missionary's tomb. Killed by the Boxers. ”

"So......" Dong Zhiqin exclaimed in a fierce voice

"So what? Eight out of ten missionaries were antiquities dealers. ”

"Otherwise, how could we mix things with foreigners?" Dong Zhiqin was angry, and everyone else didn't dare to squeak.

After half a ring, Dong Zhiqin went to the grave and shouted loudly

"Start right away. I'll give you a week. ”

"I will come back in a week. Dong Zhiqin walked away in a huff, Wang Jun of the archaeological team was full of bitterness, discussed with a few team members, and immediately deployed the operation.

At this time, Jin Feng stood up and smiled at Wang Jun innocently

"Director Wang, I heard that you are looking for migrant workers, can I come here to do odd jobs?" Wang Jun looked at Jin Feng and waved his hand and shouted

"It's archaeology, it's not a construction site. You can't. Jin Feng said with a smile

"I will. Last year, there was a tomb by the Chencun River, and I worked there for more than ten days. ”

"I'm careful. Wang Jun sighed, looked at Jin Feng with an honest face, and asked casually

"What will you do?" Jin Feng raised his hoe, gently shoveled the ground a few times, and said hehe

"Shovel slowly, hehe......" Wang Jun snorted and said with a smile

That's what it means. Yes. Let's go down. Do it with me. "Although it was raining and the temperature was low, it was a busy scene in the grave.

Wang Jun of the archaeological institute was also quite hard, and he personally braved the rain. First, let Jin Feng hook out a small ditch on the four sides of the grave, dig a deep pit at the four corners, and then put a pump at the four corners to drain the water.

After doing this, Wang Jun threw a small scraper to Jin Feng and asked him to slowly squat and shovel the soil. The entire staff of the archaeological institute and the local farmers hired temporarily all came to the scene, and the grave was full of people.

The excavation of the earth, the transportation of the transportation, the record of the record, a busy, in full swing. Through the conversation of the archaeological team, Jin Feng also listened to the things here on the side.

Two months ago, the local villagers dug up this place, and there were not only bronze plaques, bronze utensils, and several gold coins and copper coins, but also a lot of things for foreigners.

Things were looted out on the spot. Wang Jun, as the director of the local archaeological institute, heard the news, first did protection and then reported it.

The nearby villagers took the initiative to hand over the looted things, and after Wang Jun saw it, he preliminarily determined that this place was the tomb of a missionary in the late Qing Dynasty.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, a large number of shameful treaties were signed, and the Western world sent countless missionaries to preach and build a large number of churches throughout the country.

Few of these missionaries actually preached, selling dog meat on sheep's heads, and many of them were secretly engaged in arms trading and reselling antiquities.

Later, the Boxer Rebellion rose up, and they wantonly burned churches and hunted down missionaries, putting the white-skinned people in the West at risk.

This is obviously the place where the missionaries were killed. After Wang Jun made a judgment, he asked his superiors to start the excavation work, and found a pair of corpses, along with a cross and an old-fashioned antique gun.

If you go any further, you won't find anything of value. If Dong Zhiqin hadn't come today, Wang Jun would have reported that he would have applied for the end of the land reclamation.

The rain began to fall heavier and heavier, and the archaeological site was a mess, covered with mud, and several people fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

At noon, the boxed lunch was delivered coldly, and many people complained bitterly. The group of children from the archaeological institute were delicate, and they were reluctant to come out of the tent, complaining about the weather and Dong Zhiqin on the other, which was very unhappy.

However, the migrant workers who spent money to hire worked very hard, and the wages of 200 yuan a day could reach the standard of master masters.

It was raining, but life was easy. Squatting on the ground to hook the mud and loosen the soil, it is not too much more comfortable than doing small work.

Wang Jun watched the movement from above, but he was not afraid of the workers stealing things, and the things in them were worth a few dollars.

Turning his gaze to Jin Feng's body, Wang Jun showed a touch of appreciation. This migrant worker is very honest, down-to-earth, and does a good job, he has a lot of guidance in the morning, and the excavation in the afternoon can catch up with those new college students.

"Alas, it's a pity, it's a peasant. Wang Jun looked at Jin Feng's back and shook his head and sighed softly.

The day ended like this, and when it was time to distribute the money, Wang Jun also gave Jin Feng an extra twenty yuan. When he heard that Jin Feng would not come tomorrow, Wang Jun immediately sank his face.

"How much money can you make from farming? Keep coming tomorrow, I'll give you thirty more." ”

"Two hundred and fifty-one days. ”

"Also, tomorrow I will bring all the bedding and stay here. With Wang Jun's promise, Jin Feng nodded honestly and turned to leave.

The next morning, Jin Feng was a little late, and Wang Jun didn't say anything. looked at the brand-new futon that Jin Feng was carrying, and asked curiously

"Why don't you take the old one?"

"Hey, it's dirty. I'm afraid of your jokes. ”

"I'm single, buried. Wang Jun sighed

"Now rural women can eat fragrant. There are a lot of singles. Jin Feng snorted

"Expensive, I can't buy it. "It's a new beginning of the day, the weather is sometimes good and bad, the river breeze on the side of the Yellow River blows, just like winter, the drill at the seam, so cold that people shiver.

In the afternoon, the workers dispersed and went home, and Jin Feng stayed and lived in a tent on the side. took the initiative to wash his hands, and Jin Feng helped to go to the temporary kitchen to wash vegetables and cook, which was very diligent and won the favor of many people in the archaeological team.

The days of archaeology are very monotonous and boring. In the evening, the group of the archaeological team had nothing to do, and Wang Jun took stock of the day's discoveries with another deputy captain.

Jin Feng watched and listened from the side, his eyes were blank, and he only knew a stupid smile. Time just passed day by day.

As the excavation continued to deepen, on the afternoon of the fifth day, an astonishing discovery was finally made. The remains of a severed hand appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Everyone's attention was focused, and there was a bronze ring on the severed hand. Wang Jun took the ring and flipped it over, looked confused, shook his head and put the ring in the bag.

Pick up the severed hand bones and put them on a plate for Jin Feng to serve. The excavation continued, and as soon as the next layer of dirt was turned over, everyone changed color.

On the ground with a radius of eight square meters, more than a dozen corpses were stacked horizontally and vertically. There are all sorts of weird stuff scattered around.

Cat flutter Chinese