At this time, the other students in the class came one after another.

Today is the last day, and after the cleaning, the winter vacation will begin.

A boy came over and said, "What? Are you talking about graduation assignments? Needless to say, the archaeology major must be assigned to the Institute of Archaeology." ”

"What's that place for?"

"I don't know where to go?" the boy lifted his glasses and explained their doubts, "That's a research team under the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, specializing in archaeological work." Professor Qian, who gave us the "History of Archaeology", is the honorary director of the institute, and he will take undergraduates to the field to operate any homework. However, it is generally not until the third grade that you start to have opportunities. ”

"Shao Haitao, you know a lot. Gao Xia glanced at him appreciatively.

The boy, that is, Shao Haitao, scratched his head with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment! My aunt is the administrator of the library of the Academy of Social Sciences, and my uncle is also a frequent visitor there, and they told me about it." By the way, I heard a new news yesterday that an overseas Chinese had returned to China, and as soon as he came back, he would sponsor several new technology instruments and equipment of the institute, and he would also participate in a new operation...... I don't know if there is a chance for a few of us to follow the professor to the field investigation. ”

"Didn't you just say that if there is a good thing, you usually have to wait until the third grade to have a chance, and we will still be first-year freshmen next semester, so don't think about it. Liu Daya ruthlessly punctured his dream bubble.

"That's what I said......"

Ying Fang listened to a few words with relish, and when the classmates arrived, she got up and said, "Everyone is here, let's clean up." Clean up and go back to the dorm early to pack your bags, you are all tomorrow's train?"

"I want the day after tomorrow, and I didn't get a ticket for tomorrow. Gao Xia couldn't help but wail when she thought of this.

Yin Xiaohong also sighed: "I'm also the day after tomorrow, I hope tomorrow is still a good day, dry the quilt in the dormitory, and save a musty smell when I come back......."

Everyone chatted and cleaned up.

It wasn't until the classrooms, corridors, and lump sum areas were cleaned inside and out, and they smiled and said a few words of blessing, and then parted ways.

Ying Fang picked up the satchel sewn by herself and went home with the books and materials for this semester. After a labor, people are much warmer, and they don't feel cold when they walk in the ice and snow.

While walking, I want to take a vacation, what should I do?

It's still early for the Chinese New Year, why don't you take Nuan Nuan and Yan Yan to the sports school to see the big baby? Then go to Daxing to visit the man, and stay there for a few days by the way.

First, let the children spend more time with their father, and secondly, Xiaojin seems to be very obsessed with the mountains near Daxing, and he doesn't know if there are any treasures in the mountains, so he takes it to Taobao together. Although Xiao Jin does not have to hibernate, every year in winter, his mental state is a little weaker than usual, so find something that interests him to make him happy. (King Jin: There is no prey in the mountains in winter, and King Ben can't eat enough, he is hungry!)

The sacks of herbs collected on the way north have all been concocted. Not to mention, the harvest is quite big. The most valuable ones are the blood ginseng that may not be available at a high price on the market, three high-quality Ganoderma lucidum that are at least 100 years old, five large clumps of gastrodia, and a few lumps of yellow essence.

In addition, there are several wild ginseng plants of various ages. There were six bottles of about fifty years old, two of which were left for emergencies, and the other four were soaked in wine. The New Year's gifts to a few old men have been settled. Those of the shallow years are kept for medicine when needed.

It's just that Xiaojin is so powerful, and he can get so many precious medicinal materials from the mountains. Ordinary people have that luck and no strength.

The medicinal herbs that survive the famine years are either grown on cliffs that are difficult for people to climb, or buried in deep soil. If it's easy to pick, it's not going to stay now.

pondering all the way, they met Professor Qian who taught them "History of Archaeology" in Shao Haitao's mouth at the school gate, as if there was something urgent, he hurried into the school gate on his bicycle, and almost slipped on the ice ballast on the ground several times.

I had a head-to-head encounter with the teacher, so I can't say hello or not. Ying Fang smiled and raised her voice, "Hello Professor Qian." ”

Professor Qian replied with a few "Okay".

At the end of the pause, he turned around and called out to Yingfang.

"Hey, aren't you the leader of the archaeology class 78?

"Shu Yingfang. Yingfang generously reported to herself.

It is not easy for a busy old professor who has taken a section of "History of Archaeology" a week to remember that she is the president of the freshman class.

"That Xiao Shu, how many people in your class haven't gone home?" Professor Qian asked on tiptoe and a slightly anxious tone.

Ying Fang had a general understanding during the cleaning, and except for her, Gao Xia, and Yin Xiaohong, everyone else on the girl's side went home. Most of the boys bought tickets for tomorrow's train.

"Okay, you can help me do the statistics and see if anyone is willing to stay and help. I have an urgent job here, and I need the help of a dozen or so people. It stands to reason that you haven't started practicing in your freshman year, so I shouldn't be looking for you. But the junior year is earlier than you, I won't find anyone at this time and a half, you go and ask your classmates, there are people who are willing to follow me to Shijingshan to work, gather at the school gate at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will arrange a car to pick you up. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly, how much subsidy will be given to the junior students, how much will be given to you, and then a lunch will be included. After the train ticket was bought, I was asked for reimbursement of the refund fee. It's just that the time is uncertain, but I can definitely come back before the year. ”

Ying Fang saw that his brain was sweating in a hurry on a cold day, and knew that this matter was very urgent, so he immediately said: "I'll go and count, and I'll reply to you in a quarter of an hour at most, do you think?"

"Cheng Chengcheng, you go quickly, I'll wait here. Professor Qian waved his hand, parked his bicycle at the gate, and stood at the shelter, rubbing his frozen hands. There are archaeology students, where do you need to go to foreign aid.

Yingfang ran around the dormitory. Fortunately, on this cold day, the students were all nested in the dormitory, wrapped in quilts and reading, and did not go anywhere.

When I heard that Professor Qian was looking for an assistant, I was a little moved.

"It's the same as the subsidy for the third year?" Shao Haitao has quite a lot of research on this, "Two yuan a day, if you don't come back until the new year, count it for half a month, that's thirty yuan, Emma, catch up with the average worker's monthly salary." ”

As soon as they heard that the subsidy was so high, the students who were only a little moved immediately raised their hands to sign up: "I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

Even Yin Xiaohong, who was worried about her children at home and couldn't wait to fly home, signed up excitedly.

Ying Fang reported the statistical results to Professor Qian.

Professor Qian saw that there were twelve people, which exceeded his expectations, and his heart fell to the ground. There is enough manpower, and there is hope for rushing out before the year.

Satisfied, he said to Yingfang: "Very good, then gather at the school gate on time at six o'clock tomorrow morning." Let the students not be nervous, it is not a difficult job, it is to help with dusting, packing, and moving things. It's complicated, but it's not difficult. "I don't dare to hand it over to these first-year students if it's difficult.

Professor Qian gave Ying Fang a little bit of the bottom, it turned out that the government department was planning a large-scale military project on the side of Shijingshan, but during the excavation, an underground tomb was accidentally dug up, and the project had to be stopped.

However, the progress of the project did not allow for a long delay, so the research institute was approached and the archaeologists were asked to excavate the ancient tomb as quickly as possible without being destroyed.

"It happened suddenly, and the deadline given over there was too short, but fortunately, with your enthusiastic students, I hope it will go well. Professor Qian hurried back to the institute to prepare tomorrow's materials, said a few words to Yingfang, and then stepped on his bicycle and left.

Ying Fang went back to the dormitory and relayed Professor Qian's words again, reassuring the students before going home.

came and went like this, and it was dark when I got home.

I'm waiting for dinner at home. When she came back, she hurriedly brought the big bone broth base that was hot on the stove to the table, put it on the kerosene stove, and ate shabu-shabu at night, which was hot.

"Didn't you say you would clean up in the afternoon? Why did you come back so late?"

Jiang Xinrou gave her daughter a bowl of hot osmanthus wine stuffed with balls.

"Are you hungry? It was ready in the afternoon, waiting for you to come back to eat, but I saw that you didn't come back for a long time. ”

Ying Fang washed her hands, took a few sips of wine-stuffed ball soup, and the thick sweet soup entered her stomach, and the whole person was warm.

I will talk about what I met Professor Qian.

Xiao Sanye felt sorry for his daughter, frowned and said: "It's icy and snowy, get up early and go to Shijingshan to dig a grave? What is this? I can't help but go? I just say that this profession is unreliable, and even other people's ancestral graves are dug, and there is no lack of morality." ”

“……”