It used to be a drying hall where cooked grains were dried and fermented over the years, and there were wine cellars where the best wine was only valuable when it was opened. Separated by hundreds of years of wind and smoke, Wen Xiaoman seemed to see a wine shop in a deep alley, the front store was full of drinkers, Xiao Er sent fine wine in the shouting voice, and the workshop behind was filled with the smell of wine, dozens of men evenly sprinkled the fermented fermented wine paste on the steaming retort......

"Don't you think it's very different?" Zhong Sheng's words sounded at the right time, waking Wen Xiaoman from her thoughts, and she looked up blankly.

Zhong Sheng stood at the door, the light golden sunlight outside the door fell on him, this atmosphere was too suitable for sighing, he said lightly: "This is an archaeological site, and it is also the closest place to history." Here, you will get in touch with history infinitely close, and you will also discover it with your own hands. History is a mystery, but here there is only the truth.

He suddenly looked at her, his eyes were clear and sincere, and he said word by word: "So, Wen Xiaoman, I hope you cherish it." ”

Wen Xiaoman was stunned and nodded violently.

She looked at him and suddenly felt that the archaeologist in front of her, although young, deserved respect, because he was really loving.

The warehouse of the archaeological site is a simple board room that has been erected temporarily, it looks small, and when you open it, you find that it is full of pits and grains and piles of archaeological tools, which are classified and neatly stacked. Wen Xiaoman listened to Zhong Sheng's instructions and rummaged around.

handles, brushes, and knee pads, Wen Xiaoman counted them one by one, and muttered unconsciously: "Eh, it seems that there are not enough gloves." ”

"Huh?" Zhong Sheng put down the shovel in his hand and carefully searched the warehouse, "It seems that there is really no more." He rubbed his hand against his chin and muttered.

"It can't be helped. Zhong Sheng pursed his lower lip helplessly, "You can use this pair first." With that, he took a spare pair of gloves from the inside pocket of his jacket and handed it to her.

Wen Xiaoman took it with sincere fear, only to find that Zhong Sheng's gaze fell on her feet.

"Your pants ......," Zhong Sheng said with a little hesitation.

Wen Xiaoman took a step back and stared at her pants, she wore a pair of quick-drying pants from an outdoor brand today, and it stands to reason that there should be nothing wrong with her.

Zhong Sheng looked at her with gloves in one hand and a few brushes in the other, looking at him blankly. He sighed, squatted down, pulled his already tight trouser legs out of his hiking boots, tightened them again, and while fixing them with his laces, he said slowly: "There is a lot of floating soil in the construction site, you must remember to wear a pair of stockings next time, and put the trouser legs in the hiking boots......"

Wen Xiaoman was stunned in an instant, and hurriedly leaned down and tidied up his trouser legs.

Zhong Sheng immediately got out of the way, and after seeing that she had cleaned up, he slowly straightened up and said with a little relief: "Well, this is a bit of an archaeological look." ”

With that, he picked up a few shovels and turned around to signal Wen Xiaoman to follow.

Wen Xiaoman looked at the tall and thin back, and couldn't help clenching the pair of coarse linen gloves, and his fingertips could still feel the slight warmth.

She measured the figure in her field of vision with her fingers, squinted and thought, "Well, this person seems to be not bad."

When they returned to the construction site, several other interns also arrived, counting Wen Xiaoman, there were a total of five interns this time.

Zhong Sheng recognized the person's name, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Master the basic field archaeological skills, work in a team of two people and cooperate with the archaeological team members." Wen Xiaoman stayed, and the others started. ”

Wen Xiaoman was stunned and looked at Zhong Sheng at a loss: "What about me?"

Zhong Sheng shoved her with a shovel and pointed to a corner of the archaeological site: "Do you see that trolley? Your job is to load the miscellaneous soil cleaned up by the explorer into the trolley and transport it out of the construction site ......."

"What?!" Wen Xiaoman resisted the urge to blurt out dirty and said in disbelief.

"Archaeology is no small matter, your work is very significant, let's get started. Zhong Sheng glanced at her, said lightly, and then turned around and looked down.

Wen Xiaoman froze in place for a full ten minutes.

Just now, she even thought this person was good?

Hehe.

The worst decision in her life was to knock him out with a shovel without knocking him out with a shovel.

In fact, the archaeological team has specially hired migrant workers to do heavy physical work such as transporting miscellaneous soil. Someone is doing this job, but it can't be Wen Xiaoman's turn.

However, since Zhong Sheng said so, it was clear that he wanted to embarrass her.

Wen Xiaoman gritted his teeth, chopped his feet as if he was angry, and resigned himself to finding the trolley. In her twenty-three years of life, this is the first time she is so eager to learn excavators.

Fortunately, Wen Xiaoman only used to transport the sand and soil in the area where Zhong Sheng worked, and there was no other good way, so he did what he could, decorated less soil, and ran a few more times. She tried a few times, but she also mastered some skills, and after becoming proficient, it was really not as laborious as she imagined.

The migrant workers in the past were also kind-hearted, and they couldn't see such a little girl running away again and again, and sometimes they helped along the way, Wen Xiaoman couldn't shirk it, and thanked him very sincerely. It's just that under the comparison between the two sides, it seems that the cold-hearted and cold-faced Zhong Sheng is more and more sinister.

Even so, at the end of the day, Wen Xiaoman's two arms were like lead, slumped on the ground, there was dust in the sweat, and the broken hair stuck to her forehead, she didn't have the strength to raise her head to wipe the sweat, and she even felt hard to breathe.

It was approaching dusk, the sky was getting dark, and the day's work at the archaeological site had begun to wrap up.

Wen Xiaoman supported the ground with his hands, struggling to stand up, as long as he quickly pushed this last cart of soil, he would climb back on the bed and lie down, immediately, immediately!

The miscellaneous soil excavated at the archaeological site cannot be piled up at will, and Wen Xiaoman must transport it to the designated location, because after the archaeological exploration is over, these miscellaneous soil will be used again to backfill the exploration party.

Wen Xiaoman pushed the earth-truck, halfway through, only to feel dizzy and floating, she leaned over and took a deep breath several times before slowly relieving.

After resting for a long time, she pushed the cart again, and at this moment, a hand reached over from the side, grabbed the grip on one side, and helped Wen Xiaoman push it together.

"The first archaeological work I was involved in was bulldozing. It was a summer practice, and I tried my best to transfer to the archaeological team that my mother was in charge of. At that time, I was indeed young and frivolous, and I wanted to show my skills in front of my mother, but who wanted my mother to kick me into the construction team and push the soil for a whole week before letting me enter the exploration party. His voice was low, but magnetic, soft, with a faint smile.

The velvety light of the sunset fell on Zhong Sheng's side face, softening his past cold eyebrows and rendering a faint warmth.

He turned his head to look at her, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "It's also a loss for this week, which has worn out my impetuousness, archaeology is the most taboo to be impatient, don't be in a hurry, let's take our time." ”

Wen Xiaoman was stunned, hesitated for a long time, and asked tentatively: "So, I also have to push it for a week?"

Zhong Sheng smiled: "You can finish today's push first." ”

The trolley stopped steadily, and Wen Xiaoman poured the soil in the cart into the mound. She turned around and stretched out a dirt-stained hand to Zhong Sheng next to her.

Zhong Sheng smiled and extended a hand.

Who knew that Wen Xiaoman changed direction in the air, and slapped his hands fiercely with Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng shook his slightly numb hand and said in surprise, "I thought you were going to shake hands." ”

"You know, I did it on purpose. Wen Xiaoman was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and said with grinning teeth.

Zhong Sheng pursed his lips exaggeratedly, as if regretfully said, "Tsk, I originally wanted to inform you to come over tomorrow to be my assistant......"

Zhong Sheng saw Wen Xiaoman's stunned and deformed face with satisfaction, he suddenly straightened his spine, his shoulders were broad, and he said solemnly: "Reacquaint yourself, I am Zhong Sheng." ”

"Wen Xiaoman. She laughed too.

"Then, Wen Xiaoman, archaeology welcomes you. ”

In the setting sun, two hands stained with sand clasped tightly.

When Wen Xiaoman returned to the dormitory, his roommate Tian Xin was lying in bed complaining about how poor the 4G network speed was.

This time, five interns, three men and two women, were all arranged to live in the workers' dormitory of the winery, four rooms, although the furniture is old, but compared to other archaeological teams, the conditions are already top-notch - this is all from Tian Xin, just moved into the dormitory, the girl screamed and amazed for half an hour, according to her recollection, she once went to the internship as an undergraduate, but lived in a brick house, even the toilet is open-air.

Wen Xiaoman and Tian Xin's room was not full, only the two of them. Regarding Wen Xiaoman's arrival, Tian Xin had the greatest friendliness to strangers: "Sister Xiaoman, fortunately I have you, otherwise I would have to live alone, and it will be more infiltrating at night." When learning the results of the dormitory allocation, Tian Xin said.

In fact, she and Tian Xin have just met, Tian Xin is a freshman in the Department of Archaeology, young and familiar, but it is not difficult to get along.

Wen Xiaoman took a quick shower, with a towel wrapped around his head, and plunged into the quilt, not even having the strength to wipe his hair.

"Hey, Sister Xiaoman, why is Mr. Zhong so strict with you, the last internship interview was the longest time to keep you. Tian Xin looked at Wen Xiaoman with a curious expression.

"Who knows, maybe you can't get used to me. Wen Xiaoman replied lazily.

"Hmm......" Tian Xin didn't know how to comfort Wen Xiaoman, scratched her head and said, "Oh, it's normal for a male god like Teacher Zhong to have a bad temper, Sister Xiaoman, look at it." ”

"What, do you like Zhong Sheng?"

"Hehe, who is Zhong Sheng, the youngest archaeologist in China, you go to the Department of Archaeology to inquire, which girl doesn't like him, it's simply the dream of 90,000 archaeological girls!" Tian Xin became very energetic when he mentioned Zhong Sheng, and talked endlessly about Wen Xiaoman.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Wen Xiaoman secretly rolled his eyes, not believing it.

Tian Xin suddenly shut up, turned around and took out a book from under the pillow, and held it up to Wen Xiaoman's face with care.