"Dad, Dad!" When Professor Ye Rongguang was the last one to be dragged up, Ye Xianqian was the first to rush forward, hugging his father and crying loudly.
Professor Wen even hugged the young man from their research institute and the expert from Jinmen City, sobbing so hard that he could not speak.
At this time, Wang Ke silently packed everyone's luggage and the rope in the water, and carried it on his back. Standing aside, waiting for everyone, he was surprisingly calm.
At this moment, he became an outsider.
Wang Ke's legs were shaking all the time. He felt that his body was extremely tired. If he continued to stand, he would probably fall down.
Life and death are two different worlds, separation is a test.
After a while, Professor Ye Rongguang and Professor Wen hugged each other again. Then the two of them walked up to Wang Ke and hugged Wang Ke, who was soaked all over. "Thank you, thank you!"
It would be hard to imagine tonight without Wang Ke. Who would have thought of looking for it in this patch of reeds? Who would suddenly find a way to tie a rope in a desperate situation and risk their lives to deliver the rope to the waterfall sinkhole?
Without Wang Ke, the consequences might be really terrible.
"Let's go, the water here is too cold, let's go back to warm ourselves by the fire and change clothes!" Wang Ke said.
"Wait a minute, my shoe! Oh, my foot!" Ye Qianqian didn't know when she had only one shoe left on her foot. Because she had been very nervous, her foot had long been scarred by sharp reed roots. I was tired, but now that I relaxed, I felt my feet hurt.
"Come, let me carry you." Professor Ye came over.
Need I say more? Wang Ke quickly handed the rope to Professor Wen, and he took the lead, wading through the water, walked to Ye Qianquan, and squatted down. Ye just ignored her father, twisted her body, lay on Wang Ke's back, hugged Wang Ke's neck tightly, and jumped up.
The group of people walked out of the reeds, took the radio and other equipment placed there on the shore, and returned to Roe Deer Cave together.
At this time, the sky was already dim and bright.
Ye Rongguang and Wang Ke quickly found the medical kit, fixed it for the broken leg expert, and bandaged Ye Xianqian's foot. At this time, everyone built a fire and did not mention changing clothes or cooking.
Professor Ye Rongguang and Professor Wen were on the other side, discussing what to do next. The consensus reached was to temporarily suspend the joint archaeological inspection, write a situation report, and propose a reconstruction plan for underground rivers in the western mountainous areas to relevant departments.
Judging from what has been discovered, due to the existence of underground rivers, there will be a natural "funnel leakage" phenomenon in nearly more than a thousand square kilometers of land. It has led to changes in river systems, land desertification, and degeneration of fertile farmland, as well as resulting changes in the ecological and meteorological environments, causing a break in the food chain and the overall migration of animals in the western mountainous areas. And the original vegetation and plants have been changed to a certain extent. If this phenomenon cannot be effectively solved, it is possible that in a thousand years, ground rivers and reservoirs will no longer exist, and the entire western mountainous area will become stone mountains and Gobi Desert.
As for whether an artificial passage can be built from the underground river in the ancient well and comprehensively developed and utilized, that is a matter for the relevant departments. I hope to get decision-making basis from this report.
This report was quickly submitted with the arrival of the rescue team while transporting the leg-breaking expert, and was quickly approved.
The day to say goodbye is here.
Professor Wen and Professor Ye Rongguang found Wang Ke. Professor Wen held a six-dollar coin and a Xiaoyan coin in his hand, and solemnly said to Wang Ke: "I know this is wrong, but I still want to represent the joint archaeological inspection Team, thank you for the great help you have given us. These two sword coins are given to you as a souvenir."
Wang Ke felt guilty because he was still hiding the clumsy jade tablet of Prince Yan, but Professor Wen forced two sword coins into Wang Ke's hand and said, "Have you heard the story that one sword equals five thousand? This was worth 5,000 yuan at the time. The two characters "Yida" were made using the ancient gold-stitching technique of the Warring States Period in my country. After the money blank was cast, inscriptions were engraved on the top and bottom of the perforations of the sword ring, which is the two characters "Yida" and "Dao", and then inlaid with gold. OK. Therefore, one sword equals five thousand, also known as the golden sword. The beauty gave me the golden sword, how can I repay Ying Qiongyao? You hold the golden sword, but it will not penetrate the goose's eye. The lotus waved thousands of jade, and the cicada made a golden sound. This is where the poem "Knife" and other poems come from. You should keep the two pieces in your hand well. If you have a son in the future, they can be used as a betrothal gift, and if it is a daughter, they can be used as a dowry. "
"No, no, no, this is too expensive, I can't accept it!"
"You must accept it. We have three lives, and you gave them to us!" When Professor Wen said this, he couldn't control his emotions. "I have a small request, Comrade Xiao Wang. I want to accept you as my adopted son. If you are interested in it in the future, you can inherit my mantle."
"Ah! This, this..."
Wang Ke never thought of Professor Wen's motion, not even Professor Ye Rongguang beside him. The gift of two sword coins was a joint research between the two of them, but Professor Wen had some private goods. Professor Ye Rongguang didn't know that if Professor Wen had a daughter, wouldn't he also be the first to get it?
Professor Ye Rongguang rolled his eyes and thought that Wang Ke would be his son-in-law sooner or later. As long as Ye Qianqian agreed, the two could now confirm their relationship. He wanted to light a fire, so he smiled and said to Wang Ke: "Xiao Wang, Professor Wen is a "big shot" in the archaeological world. Except for students, he has never accepted an apprentice, let alone a godson. Say. If you agree, even my family will benefit from it. You two will inherit his mantle together and support him until his death."
This is even more explicit, and is equivalent to an open robbery!
"Well, the army has discipline. I have to ask the commander for instructions." Wang Ke found a reason that he thought was very reliable. He didn't want to catch this "big flat peach" falling from the sky, but he was a soldier and he did have the discipline of the army. .
"It doesn't matter. I'm here to tell the chief of your army. If the chief approves, you won't shirk it!" Professor Wen immediately blocked Wang Ke's reason.
"I won't shirk, I won't shirk!" Professor Ye Rongguang interrupted anxiously from the side. He was afraid that Wang Ke didn't know the heights of the world and would hurt Professor Wen's heart.
The result was a dissatisfied eye roll from Professor Wen. "Old Ye, you are too impatient, you have no right to speak!"
Professor Ye Rongguang was a little embarrassed. Ever since Wang Ke risked his life and rescued his team from the waterfall sinkhole, Professor Ye Rongguang had recognized this prospective son-in-law and it was natural to protect him.
"You, Old Wen, don't even let me say anything, so why don't I accept him as my adopted son?"
"You don't know how. It's almost enough if you accept him as your son-in-law."
The two professors were bickering here, which actually made the people next to them laugh. This made Wang Ke very embarrassed. When they were apart, they could make any kind of joke, as long as they didn't bring unhappiness and regret to everyone. Thinking of this, Wang Ke suddenly said: "Teacher Wen, I have always wanted to be your student. If I have the chance, I will study your archeology."
"Okay, okay, I still said what I said, you can follow me to study for an undergraduate degree, then a master's degree, and then a doctorate!" Professor Wen was overjoyed.
"Teacher Wen, you are very knowledgeable. Can you help me read this book first?" After Wang Ke said that, he put two coins into his trouser pocket, turned around and took out the empty grenade box from his uncle Geng and gave it to him. His thread-bound book was handed to Professor Wen.
Professor Wen took the book. He really hadn't read it yet. Last time, Uncle Geng asked the young expert from their archaeological institute to look at it.
Professor Wen flipped through the wordless heavenly book, which was full of hand-drawn graphics, character expressions and symbols, and pondered for a long time: "Based on the style and paper of this book, it should have been painted in the early Ming Dynasty or even the late Yuan Dynasty. It has a history of about seven or eight hundred years, but it is not a cultural relic in the strict sense, it is a hand-painted book, and the author may not have much education."
"Teacher Wen, please judge, what is the content of this book? Is it worthy of research?"
"I can't say whether it is valuable yet? How valuable it is, but one thing is for sure. If it can be carefully collected for hundreds of years and passed on to future generations, there must be a mystery. Where did you get it?" Professor Wen asked.
So Wang Ke sent Uncle Geng as an antique, but it was judged not to be a cultural relic. In the end, he told Professor Wen what he had given it to him. After finishing speaking, Wang Ke asked again: "Teacher Wen, can you judge the general direction of this book? I will study it in the future."
Professor Wen laughed when he heard it and said: "I can't tell which specific direction this book is for now, but I have a feeling that it is a bit like a medical book. There are many plants and trees painted on it, but some of them are completely different." No, for example, these figures bowing and bowing to the sun. What do they want to say? It also makes me feel like it is like a folk book about some kind of witchcraft or alchemy. I can meet a person. Only those who are destined can crack it."
Wang Ke was very happy when he heard this. He said repeatedly: "Thank you, Teacher Wen, thank you, Teacher Wen." After taking the book, he turned around and put it into the grenade box, making Professor Wen confused. Why is this kid so happy? Could it be that he is destined?
Why is Wang Ke happy? Because he knows the direction of this book. He is very interested in the Huoshao Pills given to him by the old Chinese doctor, the Xuanyin Pill given by the toad, and the miraculous reactions they bring to his body. I have always been obsessed with change and constantly curious about it. He felt that he had the ability to perceive the scene and the culture, and he would solve the mystery sooner or later.
After bidding farewell to the young man from the Archaeological Institute, Wang Ke finally came to Ye Qianpian. The time they spent together for more than a month went very quickly. This heavy truck driver has now become a college teacher. But their temperament has not changed. Every day, the two old professors joke, and the two young people are not stupid. But now I say goodbye, but I have nothing to say, and I don’t know what to say.
Wang Ke suddenly thought of the larger wrong gold coin. The knife coin he gave her last time, she gave it to the school for collection. It is based on this that this joint archaeological expedition was launched.
"I don't have anything to give you. I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, so I'll give you this wrong gold coin."
"Professor Wen asked you to pass it on to your descendants. The male will be a gift and the female will be a dowry." Ye said it but didn't mean it.
Professor Ye Rongguang next to him saw that his daughter was so stupid that he was so anxious that he stamped his feet. You said this silly girl, but you still don’t know what it means? When he gave it to you, didn't he just tell you that the affairs of future generations would be left to you?
"Take it, take it!" Professor Ye Rongguang shouted.
In fact, Wang Ke didn't have such complicated thoughts. He just changed hands with a gift.
When Professor Ye Rongguang shouted, everyone understood the meaning. Especially Ye Xianqian grabbed the wrong gold coin, blushed like a piece of cloth, and ran away.
Professor Ye Rongguang came over and said to Wang Ke: "It stands to reason that a gentleman will not take away people's love, but today I am willing to go all out, and I have to ask you for a gift."
"Uncle Ye, tell me." For Ye Pianqian's sake, he changed his name to Professor Ye Rongguang as "Uncle Ye" soon after he joined the joint inspection and archaeological team.
"I want to ask for your calligraphy scroll." Ye Rongguang felt that he had to take action. After Wang Ke returned to the company, he opened the calligraphy scroll given by the platoon leader. He and Professor Wen were amazed when they saw it. I thought the army actually had such talent. My study is missing a calligraphy treasure.
"You also like that calligraphy and that poem." Wang Ke was quite happy. Anyway, the platoon leader was by his side and could write again at any time. "Okay, I'll give it to you on behalf of the platoon leader. Thank you for your appreciation."
