Chapter 652: Little Bean's Name

Looking at the photos on the table, the old man couldn't hold it anymore, Zhou Lao pulled up Yang Yiyi, and said to Yang: "Old guy, do you want to go to Qilu to have a look immediately?" ”

Yang was already fascinated by it, and he said angrily to Zhou Lao: "Nonsense, leave immediately." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Tang Dou took these photos back, he couldn't touch them, and his heart was like a hundred little mice, scratching his heart with a hundred claws.

Qin Jie heard that they were going out again in just ten days after they came back, and Qin Jie also knew that if they went out this time, I was afraid it would take a year or two or even longer, they were all people of such an age, how could they withstand such a toss?

Qin Jie knew that she couldn't stop Yang Yiyi, she couldn't count on Tang Dou, this kid had no right to speak in front of the old men, she could only look at Qin Yanpei for help.

Among the three old men, regardless of their age, Qin Yanpei was the oldest, and Yang could still listen to what he said at a glance.

However, Qin Yanpei had already stood up, he didn't look at Qin Jie at all, but looked at Zhou Laoyang and said: "It's also feasible for us to go over and inspect the site now, but the matter of Yecheng is a little unhappy with the Institute of Archaeology and the Ministry of Culture, and we will have to jointly carry out the excavation of Qiansang with the Institute of Archaeology this time......

Yang Yan interrupted Qin Yanpei's words at a glance: "Dad, we can't care so much, we don't have time to grind with those officials and masters, this time we will do it independently." ”

"Independently?" Qin Yanpei and Zhou Lao were taken aback, the Ancient Culture Research Center under the name of the museum has no archaeological qualifications at all, and it is carried out independently, isn't it a theft of excavation?

Qin Yanpei's eyes lit up and grabbed Yang's eyes, and he asked urgently, "Do you have a way to do it independently?" ”

Yang shook his head with a look and said very simply: "No way." ”

"Poof", the two old men vomited blood directly.

Yang yanyan stabbed the stunned Tang Dou with a crutch, and said with a dark face: "We can't help it, this kid must have a way, let him think, let's just dig it." ”

Tang Dou burst into tears: "Dad, what can I do." ”

Yang snorted at a glance: "You kid still has fewer flowery intestines?" You could pretend to be a god in ancient times, and you can do the same in modern times. Let's go, let's go to Qilu, stinky boy, come with us. ”

Seeing that a few old men were really leaving, Qin Jie was anxious, she hurriedly stopped a few old men, and said pleadingly: "Dad, why don't you wait until Xiaodouzi is over 100 years old before leaving, Xiaodouzi still doesn't have an official name." ”

Qin Jie really had no choice but to use Xiaodouzi to keep a few old men at home for a few more days.

Hearing Qin Jie talk about Xiaodouzi, Yang Deng hurriedly hugged Xiaodouzi and stood with Qin Jie, and said to the three old men: "Yes, yes, Xiaodouzi is almost over 100 years old, and there is no official name yet, when Xiaodouzi is over 100 years old, you can go after you finish giving Xiaodouzi a name, anyway, Poor Sang is there, and he can't run." ”

Yang snorted angrily, Poor Sang can't run, but we old guys ......

Yang glanced at Yang Deng and said: "You don't need to think about the name of Xiaodouzi, just call Tang Yi, one is the beginning of all things, even the simplest word, it is also the most profound word, this matter is so decided, Tang Yi." ”

"Tang Yi?" Yang Deng's eyes widened.

"Sugarcoating?" Qin Jie pursed his lips.

"Tang Yi?" Tang Dou coughed.

Originally, Tang Dou also thought that with the matter of naming Xiaodouzi, the three old men would have to argue as before, but Tang Dou didn't expect that after Yang Yiyan said the name of Xiaodouzi, Qin Yanpei and Zhou Lao just rolled their eyes and nodded in approval of the name.

"Tang Yi's name is good, Xiaodouzi is called this name. Douzi, this time let's drive to Qilu by ourselves, let's go now, it is estimated that we will be able to get to the place tonight......" After Zhou Lao recognized the name of Xiaodouzi, he immediately turned the topic back to Poor Sang.

Qin Yanpei nodded, and said to Qin Jie: "I'm afraid that a few of us won't be able to come back when Xiaodouzi is over 100 years old, so let's do it, or you will go with a few of us, let's go to Qilu to give Xiaodouzi a hundred years old." ”

It seems that he can't stop the three old men, Qin Jie sighed, stretched out his hand to support Qin Yanpei, and said in a low voice: "Dad, why do you bother, as long as you spread the accurate address of the poor mulberry, it will naturally attract the attention of the state, and ......"

Qin Yanpei directly interrupted Qin Jie's words: "Don't follow this matter, if you go to Qilu with us, then quickly pack up and leave together." ”

Qin Jie sighed and said, "Xiaodouzi is still small. ”

Qin Jie's meaning is already very clear, Xiaodouzi is still small, and it is not suitable for long journeys.

Qin Yanpei patted Qin Jie and said, "Mingyuan has been handed over to the two of us, take care of Xiaodouzi at home, and when we come back from the poor mulberry, we will make up for this little guy a hundred years old." ”

Qin Yanpei was talking to Qin Jie, and Yang Yan had already ignored it and strode out of the door.

Tang Dou hurriedly caught up and hugged Yang Yiyan, he understood the current mood of the old men, but Yang Yiyan said that he wanted to dig by himself, and asked him to find a way, which was difficult for him.

Privately excavating cultural monuments is not a joke, even if the identities of the three old men are not simple, but it is a matter of national law, and this is not something that can be done willfully.

Hulala, a large family rushed to the front yard together, Tang Dou hurriedly trotted a few steps to help the old men open the car door, and reached out to help the old men get into the car one by one.

Guo Qiang, who was chatting with Feng Zihao in the gatehouse, saw this and hurriedly ran over.

Now that Tang Dou is traveling, Guo Qiang must follow Tang Dou, and his task is to protect Tang Dou closely.

Qin Yanpei saw Guo Qiang running over to pull the door of the cab, he hurriedly postponed getting into the car, and said to Guo Qiang: "Xiao Guo, you don't have to follow this time, if we have something, we will notify you later." ”

Their trip is to inspect the poor Sang, they must have a lot to say with Tang Dou, with Guo Qiang by his side, some things are not very convenient to say.

Hearing Qin Yanpei's order, Guo Qiang looked at Tang Dou in embarrassment.

It was Qin Fen's order to him to protect Tang Dou closely, and now that Qin Fen's grandfather has spoken, should he listen to it?

Tang Dou smiled bitterly and said to Guo Qiang: "Brother Qiang, you don't have to follow me this time, I am with my grandfather and them, nothing should happen." ”

Guo Qiang took a step back in embarrassment, and reached out to help Tang Dou open the car door.

Tang Dou nodded at Guo Qiang, turned to look at Yang Deng, the father and mother who saw them off, and said, "Mom and Dadden, you all go back, don't worry, I will take care of my grandfather and them." ”

After that, Tang Dou got into the car and started the car and drove out of the compound.

Qin Jie watched Mercedes-Benz drive out of the yard, smiled wryly and shook his head: "The older they get, the more they can toss, in this life, I have never seen the two of them fight like this." ”

Yang Deng stood in front of Qin Jie with Xiaodouzi in his arms, and said without knowing what to feel in his heart: "Mom, Dad, they have lived a more fulfilling life, how can you say that this is also a good thing." ”

Qin Jie shook his head, took the little bean from Yang Deng's arms, pinched his little face, and complained: "Little Tang Yi, grandpa they left again, and they also took your father away, will you miss them?" ”

Little Beanzi babbled and stretched out her little hand at the gate where the car disappeared, and her mouth uttered a monosyllable that she couldn't hear clearly: "Babble, babble......" (To be continued. )