The people who should be seen, they still have to be seen.

Liu An didn't come to see Yan Ming, which doesn't mean that he doesn't pay attention to Yan Ming.

Instead, he wanted to leave Yan Ming more time to reunite with his family.

Under Liu An's control, Dou Ying and the others did not come over to see Yan Ming. Everyone's thoughts are the same, let Yan Ming accompany the old lady and Yan Shan more at home.

These people in the court all know that Yan Ming will not stay for long when he comes back this time. The affairs of the Northeast, Tian Wei came back and said a lot.

Yan Ming's credit this time is great. If the emperor was not a faint monarch, he would definitely reuse Yan Ming.

Hongyantang, the only personnel change is Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun and his wife.

Because the work of Tang and Mongolia to develop the southwest Yi did not go smoothly. Sima Xiangru, who knew Southwest Yi, was transferred to Shuzhong, and Zhuo Wenjun naturally followed his husband.

After a few days at home, Yan Ming finally decided to go to Hongyan Hall to have a look.

He came very low-key, got together with a few old friends, chatted, and was done.

This time, Yan Ming came back with a clear purpose, that is, to find the van he had buried and dig it out secretly.

For mechanical things, Yan Ming himself knows a lot. Plus Mo Zheng, a person who knows how to do tricks. If the core parts of the car are removed, it will definitely give Mo Zheng great inspiration.

Oil has been discovered, and if other technologies can't keep up, it's a catastrophe.

The popularization of compulsory education is not so easy to do. Liu An and Yan Ming poured a lot of bitter water.

Yan Ming told him that this saint was not easy to do. If you want to be a saint, you must go through a toss. Liu An was convinced.

Drinking, having fun, and staying at the hot spring hall for a few days.

Yan Ming wanted to talk to Liu An about himself and Liu Ling several times, but in the end he didn't say it.

It's not that he can't get over his face, it's that Liu Ling won't let him say it. Liu Ling thinks that his own affairs no longer need the consent of his parents.

The Yan family can accept an assertive woman like Liu Ling.

It's just that if Liu An knows, he will definitely be sad.

The days in Maolyeung-eup are always as plain as flowing water.

Yan Ming likes this feeling of meditation. It's just that the feeling is getting less and less.

Early the next morning, Yan Ming took people and walked to the wilderness where he came back then.

Yan Ming still remembers the approximate location of that field, but it is not easy to find the car that he buried.

With Chengxin and a few other masters, there are also a few big cars.

After walking in the wilderness for a full day, I saw a lot of lonely trees, but none of them were the one that Yan Ming carved back then.

"It's hard to find." Yan Ming sighed.

In the Han Dynasty, unlike later generations, there were roads everywhere and road signs.

Some of the weeds here have not been visited for many years. He grew a year, died a year, and laid up a thick layer on the earth.

"Where the hell is it!" Yan Ming was a little confused.

For two days, Yan Ming wandered around the grassland. He'd seen almost all of those trees.

But there was no tree on which he had carved his letter.

By the third day, Yan Ming was no longer anxious. Some things can't be done in a hurry.

"It's time to come to the grassland for a tour." Yan Ming looked at the surrounding wilderness and comforted himself in his heart.

Chengxin and the others didn't know what Nameless was doing in circles on the grassland. But since he was willing to turn, everyone followed closely behind and searched for it.

In the wilderness, lonely little trees are actually easy to find.

There was a tree, and Yan Ming thought it was that tree. But there is no engraved handwriting on it.

After wandering around under that tree for a long time, Yan Ming finally didn't dare to be sure. He let out a long breath. Look up at the blue sky.

The moment he looked up, a self-deprecating smile bloomed on his face.

This small tree has grown a lot taller now. The handwriting he carved also extended upwards as the little tree grew taller.

Not only has it been extended, but even the bark has almost disappeared from its original traces because of the growth of the tree over the years.

If Yan Ming didn't know what the handwriting was like, I'm afraid he would have seen the distorted traces of those things, and he wouldn't have known that this tree was the book he had carved at the beginning.

"Where is the car buried, in which direction?" Yan Ming stood under the tree and looked around. Settle your bearings, then lead the people in one direction.

The place where the sinkhole used to appear is now part of a grassland, and the grass on it grows lush green.

Yan Ming pointed to a place and asked everyone to start digging.

In this way, everyone kept digging, and in less than a stick of incense, they dug up the place to a depth of two meters.

"Stop, stop." Yan Ming made everyone stop digging.

His car didn't sink into such a deep position back then. Now it can't be dug up, which can only mean that the car is not buried in this place.

In a different direction, Yan Ming continued to let people dig the soil.

After digging several pits in a row, Yan Ming didn't find the van he was looking for.

"Could it be that this car has crossed back by itself?" Yan Ming thought about the mess.

Just when he wanted to give up, all of a sudden, the person who was digging the pit in the southwest shouted: "Something, it's so hard." ”

"Stop, I'll see." Yan Ming immediately ran over when he heard this.

I saw that the guy had just dug up a piece of earth with a shovel. And under the soil, a corner of plastic paper was exposed.

Yan Ming squatted down and looked at the corner of the plastic paper carefully, tears were about to flow down.

The plastic paper was indeed the plastic paper he brought with him when he came. originally planned to detain the greenhouse, but he later wrapped the car layer by layer.

In order to have a little antiseptic effect.

Now, when I see this plastic paper, I suddenly feel that I have a connection with the original world.

Squatting on the ground for a long time, the tears have been turning around in his eyes a few times, and he still can't help falling down after all.

"Master Hou, you are-" Cheng Xin saw that something was wrong with Yan Ming and asked.

Yan Ming wiped his eyes and said, "The dust entered his eyes and shed tears." Out of the way. ”

"So, keep digging?" Cheng Xin asked cautiously.

Yan Ming nodded and said, "In this way, dig slowly with a shovel." Find the boundaries and dig them out bit by bit without any damage. ”

Everyone agreed, and carefully began to dig.

As the shovel fell, the entire roof of the van was revealed.

Seeing the roof made with the unique mold of the later generations, Yan Ming was full of emotion.

"Master Hou, what is this?" Chengxin asked.

Yan Ming looked at the van and reached out to gently stroke the roof of the car, as if looking at an old friend.

"Clean up the surrounding soil. Do not slam the outer layer of film. Yan Ming looked at the van carefully through the plastic.

Although there is a plastic wrap. But at the beginning, he couldn't wrap the chassis of the car, and there would still be rust.