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Leng Twilight took off her coat, got into the covers, turned over, and ignored him.

Yang Weiguo hummed a song to himself, "I'm ashamed, you intellectuals, you know a lot, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it at a critical time." ”

Seeing that the night is getting thicker, it is estimated that the rats are going to come out of the nest and burrow.

The man closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, the sound of rustling came.

Yang Weiguo slept in the tent and smelled a smell.

He covered his nose and covered Leng Duyu's nose by the way.

The woman rolled over, and was about to ask him what he wanted to do, but her mouth was covered so that she couldn't speak.

"Shh......h Don't talk, there is a situation. ”

The man hugged her, and the two of them held their breath and listened to the movement outside.

Gradually, footsteps approached: "Big brother, what's the matter?"

"Alright, I'm dead now. ”

Leng Duyu's eyes widened in horror, as if there was a voice that was Xu Yilong.

"Wait, I remember two people who didn't have soup at night, go and see. ”

The sound of footsteps approached, and he came to their tent, and opened it and shouted softly, "Twilight rain? ”

Neither of them spoke, and the person who came relieved his heart: "It seems that he is asleep." ”

The footsteps moved away again, and four or five people slowly walked towards here, and Yang Weiguo knew that it was difficult to deal with just by listening to the sound.

"This is the rule of our clan, the tomb must not be dug up by others, when natural disasters, many tombs have been dug to the point that there is no fart left, the ancestors want to send a curse to punish us, although these people are the government's archaeological team, but after all, they still disturb the souls of our ancestors. ”

The more mature voice rang out.

Yang Weiguo heard clearly, which clan?

Minority?

"Patriarch, in fact, the country sent an archaeological team to better protect the culture of our clan. ”

Xu Yilong's voice sounded like this.

"Xiaolong, you are the first college student in our clan, and you have read a lot of books, we can't compare to you in this regard, but in terms of life experience, you are still too tender, especially when it was ten years, Inner Mongolia loved the Xinjueluo family, and the tomb of Princess Kangxi was dug up, dragging the corpse through the streets. ”

The patriarch gave this example.

The others also chimed in: "But isn't it, although our Yehenara tribe is not in the same place as Aixin Jueluo, it is still a Jurchen tribe after all, and the tombs of Yehenara ancestors must not be desecrated." ”

"Yes!"

"Not really!"

Leng Duyu was shocked, it turned out to be the Yehnara tribe!

Oh my!

The sound of squirming sounded again at this time, Yang Weiguo hugged Leng Duyu tightly and didn't let her move, this group of people must have to go down to the grave to do their tricks.

If the archaeological team goes down to the tomb again tomorrow, something will definitely happen!

Early the next morning, Professor Leng woke up first and yawned: "It is very comfortable to sleep at the foot of the mountain, and I sleep until dawn." ”

Yang Weiguo came over and lit a cigarette for him: "Dad, good morning, I'll discuss something with you." ”

Leng Duyu came and went tangled, and ran to Xu Yilong's tent, "Are you free?" I have something to tell you. ”

The two lobbied on both sides, Professor Leng gave up digging the tomb for the time being, and Xu Yilong agreed to take them to the Yehnara village.

If you can study the history of this clan, it will be more valuable than studying this ancient tomb.

The village of Yehenara is located south of the Changbai Mountains and lives by herding.

There was a patriarch in the village, and hundreds of clansmen.

Seeing Xu Yilong bring them in, he immediately knew what he meant.

The patriarch looked at them unkindly, and on the surface he was still criticizing Xu Yilong: "Xiaolong, why do you bring everyone to the village?"

"Patriarch, my teacher, he hopes to have a good chat with you calmly, they are ready to respect the traditions of our clan, and will not rush to dig graves. ”

As soon as he heard that he would not dig a grave, the patriarch's face suddenly improved.

Yang Weiguo glanced at this village, he had also stayed in Qiqihar before, and the ethnic minorities still knew some of them, what did this village say, it was so evil.

The patriarch and Professor Leng chatted very speculatively, and they all talked, staying to study their customs and history.

Leng Duyu and Yang Weiguo also stayed, and the husband and wife lived in an empty house of a villager

There are six people in this villager's family, two daughters, a pair of parents and a pair of elderly people.

The daughter is not very old, she is in her early twenties, and she is not married for some reason.

When Yang Weiguo was fetching water by the well, he found that the pair of sisters were smiling at him, looking a little wavey, not as simple as that.

He didn't answer his face, but went back to the house and asked Leng Duyu to wash his face.

"It's so quiet, it's beautiful, if only I could stay longer. ”

The woman's innocent voice made Yang Weiguo want to laugh, a group of nerds, I'm afraid they have entered the wolf's den.

"If you live for a long time, you can't go if you assimilate. ”

The man had something to say, but Leng Duyu didn't hear it.

Professor Leng is said to have lived in the village chief's house, and in the evening he chatted with the village chief about the history of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

At night.

Yang Weiguo lay on the bed and waited for a long time, but Leng Duyu hadn't come back yet, so he got up and went out to look for it.

One of the sisters, Ah Zhen, came over and asked him with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Yang Weiguo smiled: "I'm looking for my wife." ”

"She's your wife?"

Ah Zhen played with his braids: "I don't think you are like a husband and wife, like a father and daughter." ”

Yang Weiguo touched his face: "Father and daughter, am I so old?"

Ah Zhen winked at him, "How old do you guess I am?"

"Twenty. ”

Yang Weiguo blurted out.

Who knows that she is in her twenties, but women always like to hear others say that she is young.

Ah Zhen shook his head: "I am the same age as you, I am thirty-two years old." ”

"What!"

Yang Weiguo opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, don't you take it like this?

Even if Bai Weiwei looks young, she will not give people such a big impact.

"Haha, I lied to you. ”

The girl blinked: "Scared?"

Yang Weiguo swallowed: "It's okay, no, by the way, I'm going to find my wife." ”

After saying that, he pulled his legs and left.

Ah Zhen stopped him from behind: "Your wife left with Brother Xiaolong." ”

Xu Yilong?

Yang Weiguo raised his eyebrows.

"If you're bored, I can accompany you. ”

Behind her, a pair of soft and boneless arms wrapped around the woman.

Yang Weiguo's back was cold: "Accompany me? I'm not so easy to dismiss, are you sure you want to accompany me?"

Ah Zhen pressed against his back: "I have liked you since you entered the village, you are so handsome, no matter what, I must satisfy you." ”

"This ......"

Yang Weiguo turned around slowly: "I think your sister is also quite beautiful." ”

He wanted to divide the two of them from within.

Who knew that this girl said generously: "It's not easy, I'll call my sister, and we'll accompany you together." ”

Yang Weiguo smacked his lips, "Your mother seems to be good, MILFs are still charming." ”