Quiet, absolutely quiet, for a long time, no one spoke, I waited for an explanation from my parents and the third uncle, and they looked at the photos in shock.

I've seen these pictures for a long time, and I was shocked when I saw them for the first time, after all, I've never been to these places, and the person in these photos is clearly me.

"Ryoko, what are you doing? Take a picture of yourself and let us see, see you traveling? ”

The third uncle didn't know if he didn't know that these photos were not mine or what was going on, so he looked up at me and questioned.

I shook my head and motioned for him to keep looking, paying close attention to my parents' expressions, and although I didn't believe I was not my parents' child, the truth forced me to brace myself and not let go of any clues.

From the very beginning, my father's shocked expression when he saw these pictures sank, they knew absolutely what was going on, but they never told me why?

As time passed, they also looked at the last photo, took a deep breath, looked at me with a strange face, and didn't speak for a long time, I knew the shock in their hearts, not inferior to me at all, so I didn't force them either, lit a cigarette and looked at them while smoking, I needed an explanation, I needed to know the truth of the matter.

"Third child, do you have any smoke?"

The father sat on the stool, his face changed several times, and finally rubbed his face vigorously, asked the third uncle for a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his mood.

Qin Yue looked at me, then at her father, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only silently put away the photo and put it in a corner of the table. When I was halfway through a cigarette, my father snuffed it off, put it in his hand and looked at me as if he had made up his mind, "Ryoko." I'll tell you a story, maybe this story will help you......"

As my father's deep voice narrates, a dusty history slowly appears in front of our eyes, making us feel as if we have returned to an era where we can only find some shadows in books......

I never knew that my father had such a tortuous and bizarre experience, which was also the sadness of that era and the sorrow of the whole country.

When my father was young, his family was very poor, and he couldn't open the pot for what he begged for, so he had to go out to earn a living, otherwise he would starve to death at home.

The old saying that a tree moves the dead and a man moves the living, is not false at all. It was in this situation that my father became one of the first batch of people who supported the border, and directly supported Xinjiang with one pole, and there were very few Han people in Xinjiang at that time.

If my father was really difficult to live in Xinjiang, he might have made a fortune by now, and I am the second generation of rich, so I don't have to move bricks on the construction site in order to make a living, but for various reasons, my father still can't stay in Xinjiang.

After three days and three nights on the train, my father came to the Tarim Basin in Xinjiang. In the nearest town to Lop Nur, the people here are fierce, all of them are Uyghurs, which are very different from the Central Plains. However, due to its remote location, some natural disasters did not affect this area.

By virtue of his own ingenuity, my father had learned carpentry and lived in this town. I usually make a living by making furniture for other people's homes.

If life was so peaceful, maybe nothing would have happened, and my father would have settled in Xinjiang. But things changed in the third year of my father's stay in a small town.

Because he wanted to build a home, his father was very affectionate about trees, and at that time, there were still a lot of woods near Lop Nur.

When my father returned to the town from the woods, he met a group of people, who were said to be the scientific expedition team of Lop Nur, who needed experienced locals as guides to investigate the environment, ruins and other things near Lop Nur.

My father lived in the local area for three years, and he spoke both local dialect and Chinese, and he was taken in as soon as he spoke, because this group of people stumbled in localization, and communication without a translator became a problem.

At that time, my father did not know that this so-called scientific expedition team was not a real scientific expedition team, but a group of tomb robbers, at that time it was only a few decades since Sven Heding discovered Guloulan, in addition to our country, many countries have a strong interest in the ancient country of Loulan, and sent people to secretly sneak into Guloulan several times to wreak havoc and excavate.

However, at that time, we were still in a relatively turbulent era, there were almost no talents in the archaeological industry, and the older generation were all tomb robbers who washed their hands and were recruited to do archaeology, but most of them died in the cowshed.

At that time, the state didn't care about these, thinking that it was a dead man's thing anyway, and if it was stolen, it would be stolen, and there was no sense of protection, but some tomb robbers in the country stopped doing it, didn't they grab food in their own bowls?

So, the helmsmen of the tomb robbers of the northern and southern factions had a meeting, thinking that Gu Loulan also belonged to us, and we couldn't let the gringos get all the benefits, and even if it was to pick up the leaks, it was necessary to organize someone to go there.

Those gringos are not even babies compared to us in tomb robbing, they must have made mistakes, and even if they don't sell them, they have to get them back and not even leave them a hair.

Although their views at that time were a little narrow, in any case, it could be regarded as a righteous act in order to save the cultural relics of Gu Loulan from falling into the hands of gringos.

As a Han Chinese, my father is fluent in Uyghur Chinese, and he is the best guide and translator, but this group of people offered a price that people couldn't refuse, and my father threw away his work, and for the time being, he was considered to be a tomb robber gang composed of top masters from the north and the south.

Because it was very close to Lop Nur, my father was familiar with the roads in the desert, so he rested in the town that day, replenished some supplies, and then officially set off.

The group had money, and they bought a batch of camels to walk, and their father acted as a guide and interpreter, and the group marched like Lop Nur.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether this translation is or not, because after this town, you enter a vast desert, and there is no one at all.

The journey was very difficult, the desert and the plains were completely different, although my father was familiar with the desert, but after a while, he was a little dizzy, the vast sea of sand could not be seen at a glance, there was no other color in the middle, only some low-lying areas with alkaline artemisia growing tenaciously, these things were the main source of food for the camels.

After a difficult trek, I also encountered wolves in the middle, the wolves in the desert are extremely fierce, fortunately, these people are armed with guns, and it can be said that they are vigorous, and they are the best masters in the tomb robbery industry, and the wolves are not able to scare them.

After a burst of gunshots, the wolves were dispersed, and they ate a meal of roast wolf meat in the evening, but my father said that wolf meat was very difficult to eat, far from dog meat, and it was hard and unpalatable.

However, in that environment at that time, the father could not say anything, and finally brought them safely to Lop Nur, where there was still water, but the water was not drinkable and too salty.

After pouring Lop Nur, these people did not take out any equipment to carry out scientific research and measurement, but directly told their father their purpose, and said that as long as they were brought to Guloulan, the honorarium would be doubled.

What my father cared about at that time was not doubling the honorarium, but the original honorarium was already a lot, and what he cared about was what these people said, and he would rather smash these treasures in his own hands than let the gringos go, this is our thing.

Out of the protection of cultural relics, the father took them to the location of Gu Loulan without hesitation, those people did not take their father down, but let him stay above, saying that where there is an ancient tomb, there must be dense organs, a careless thing is a loss of life, he has not been under the ancient tomb, can not take risks, otherwise it is easy to have an accident inside.

However, because there were wolves outside, these people still took their father down to a basement, and the yellow sand had almost buried the ancient city of Loulan, saying that it was underground, but in fact it was a house on the ground, but it was a little low-lying, so let him wait inside.

The father waited for three days, and during these three days, the wolves came again, but he found nothing, and the father heard the wolves howling in the basement before he concluded that the wolves had come.

On the third day, the people who went down came up one after another, but there were already a few people who could never come up, and no one knew what they had done in the past three days.

"Do you see if you have any marks on your own body?"

One of them asked my father, who was still wondering what he could have in himself since nothing had happened in the past three days. I almost stripped off and examined it, but I didn't find anything wrong, and those people didn't look good, but they just said that we had been tricked and stopped talking.

When they withdrew, one of them carried a large box, and the father guessed that the secret box was their harvest, and as for what it was, the father did not ask, and this was not what he should have asked.

When they returned to the town again, it was already half a month later, and they encountered a big sandstorm when they came, and they almost got lost, but it was their father who brought them out with his experience in the desert.

After arriving in the town, these people did not break their promise and gave their father a large sum of money, and after having this money, his father could not stay in Xinjiang anymore, and he was bent on going home.

At that time, he was also alone, and there was no shackles, so he took his luggage and rushed to the train station.

After returning home, the money really came in handy, I rebuilt the house, my father had already reached the age of marriage, married my mother, and then the rest of the money was given to my second and third uncles, who were also engaged, and built a house with a dowry, etc.

After settling down, the money was almost spent, and my father returned to his old business and took up the carpentry trade, and he was not poor or rich.

However, for several years, the mother did not get pregnant, which is a very shameful thing in the countryside, so the mother also went to many hospitals, but could not give a reasonable treatment plan.

I know, to get to the point, since mothers can't get pregnant, how did I get there? The mystery that has plagued me for a long time is probably about to be solved...... (To be continued......)