After carefully examining Xiaoqing's physical condition, Wen Shuo was a little angry, and asked with a little amused and doting, "I won't let you run away, I've gone to the village to play again, right?"

Xiaoqing curled up a little in the jade pendant, then poked out her two little hands and waved her to act coquettishly and be content with her.

Wen Shuo immediately lost his temper.

My daughter is still young and her intelligence is only as good as that of a naughty boy of four or five years old. She is the time to run, dance, playful and playful.

To raise a dog, you have to untie the ropes from time to time so that it can have fun.

What about daughter?!

"Tell me honestly, have you encountered something strange?" Wen Shuo suppressed the fatherly love that was flooded in his heart and deliberately made his aura a little angry. Because he had always been as careful as his hair, he noticed that Xiaoqing's body was stained with a trace of abnormal natural five elements spiritual energy.

It is a bit similar to the magic array and the aura of mysterious method.

In fact, this situation is normal.

In ordinary society, there are inevitable accidental changes in buildings, geology, and terrain, or the coincidence of qi movements between people, which coincide with a certain law in the nature of heaven and earth, and form a magic circle, which can also be called the "Feng Shui" effect, which triggers a short-term, a little mysterious effect in a certain place, and the balance state of the five elements of spiritual energy in nature shows some relatively special changes.

And these changes can indeed affect a person's emotions, physical condition, luck, etc.

But this situation is mostly transient and will be merged into nature soon.

Therefore, Wen Shuo actually didn't care about this kind of simple aura similar to the mysterious method.

Xiaoqing immediately told him happily with his thoughts that he felt the balance of the five elements spiritual energy different from the surrounding areas in the southeast corner of Shoutai Village, outside the courtyard of a certain family, and the yin and yang were also slightly out of order.

"Stop running out in the future!" Wen Shuo scolded angrily.

Xiaoqing agreed obediently.

In fact, Wen Shuo knew in his heart that this girl had been spoiled by him... Well, she was still obedient, but she was a little bit wild.

He really couldn't bear to scold Xiaoqing anymore, so that the child would be scared so much that he would not dare to run around and play around in the future.

Which parent is not the one who educates his children to grow up in contradiction?

I am also afraid that the child will cause trouble if he runs outside, and I am also worried that the child will lose his innocent laughter if he doesn't run outside...

Being a parent is difficult!

The fat man was filled with emotion.

At that time, it was just dawn.

The drizzle is like weaving.

A figure in a raincoat hurriedly walked towards this side.

The fat man was sitting in the tent, watching the autumn rain through the front curtain more than a foot wide. When he saw the figure walking from a distance, he was not very nervous and worried.

Because the ancient ruins of Fengliangtai are protected by the state, there are security personnel stationed here all year round. Moreover, with the arrival of the Beijing University archaeological team, the local government has arranged for police to be on duty for 24 hours. So, as long as you are not stupid thieves, who would be overwhelmed here and come here to hit the gun?

Wen Shuo, who was keen on the six senses, soon judged who it was from the figure of the person.

Zhao Changfu, the village chief of Shoutai Village, is a middle-aged man in his forties. Since the Beijing University Archaeological Team went to the Fengliangtai site to conduct field archaeological internship, Zhao Changfu has become the captain of the migrant worker team who assists the archaeological team.

When Wen Shuo first met Zhao Changfu, he thought that this was an honest and clever farmer, who led everyone to work hard to earn money. Anyway, those who stayed at home were paid high and the work was not tiring. But Wen Shuo soon found out that Zhao Changfu was still the village chief of Shoutai Village!

The village chief, who leads people to do such work, is also the captain...

Wen Shuo subconsciously felt that this guy was not a good thing.

Wen Shuo cannot be blamed for being petty. After all, he has been in contact with people like Liu Mao and such as Liu Mao since he was young. Since Zhao Changfu is the village chief and in his forties, he is in his prime. He is as tough as a leopard. Why do he have to be the captain and do some physical work himself? Isn’t this robbing the money of many ordinary villagers?

Besides, the village chief must look like a village chief.

Wen Shuo even thought with malicious intentions in his heart that Zhao Changfu might have deducted the money from it.

However, with the progress of the archaeological internship, Wen Shuo's perception of Zhao Changfu changed completely differently.

Internships and archaeological work carried out on the site, professional students conduct detailed and professional manual work such as exploration, scraping and other detailed and professional manual work. The following physical work, cleaning and exploration, as well as clearing and excavating the soil, requires migrant workers to do. In fact, the so-called heavy physical work is only heavier than these students. After all, it is not easy for them to do those fine work, and these heavy work is nothing in the eyes of farmers who have been dealing with farmland for many years...

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Changfu did not arrange for the young and strong people in the village to work on the construction site, but instead formed a migrant worker team for the Fengliangtai site archaeology migrant workers.

The person in charge of the archaeological team was initially dissatisfied with the arrangement, but Zhao Changfu firmly promised that the progress of the archaeological team would not be delayed.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Changfu is taking care of these middle-aged and elderly people.

Because they go out to work, it is difficult to find work, and because of their age and physical strength, they cannot withstand the heavy work on the construction site that requires long-term work. However, they are still more than enough to do these work on the archaeological site.

Even so, in order to satisfy the archaeological team, Zhao Changfu was busy all day long on the construction site, fearing that the archaeological team would be dissatisfied with any dissatisfaction.

These villagers who work on the construction site will bring home ginger candy water and mung bean soup to the archaeological team members every day, and also send some of their own cooking dishes to the construction site, which is not enough...

Everything touched the members of the archaeological team by the simplicity, hard work and hospitality of the villagers here.

Wen Shuo's heart was filled with self-blame.

After all, when he first arrived here, he was thinking about being more careful, poor people would be born in poor mountains and rivers.

"College Zhao, it's too early today?" Wen Shuo took the initiative to greet him, lifting the front curtain halfway and said, "Come in quickly and get away from the tent... I heard the noise just now, who else did I say?"

Zhao Changfu walked over quickly when he heard the sound, but he didn't enter the small single tent. He was wearing a raincoat and stood outside, smiling silly: "It's raining, I thought about it and came over and take a look. Although the tent is good, it can't help but seep in the heavy rain, especially your small tent, which has no bed, and it won't work."

"Hey, this little rain is nothing." Wen Shuo smiled indifferently.

"That's not the best." Zhao Changfu took out a raincoat from the raincoat and handed it to Wen Shuo: "Put on the raincoat, let's put away the small tent together. There should be nothing wrong with the big tent."

Wen Shuo was not willing to refuse, so he had to take the raincoat, put the raincoat on in the tent, and rolled the cushion in the tent and stuffed it into the rain bag.

The two were busy breaking down the tents.

Zhao Changfu said again: "Then, don't stay here when it rains. You guys go back to the village committee with me. There are people here to take care of you, don't worry."

"Oh, OK!"

"What should I eat this morning?"

The other three students heard the sound and came out of the big tent, either holding an umbrella or wearing a hat, not caring about the little rain soaking.

"Even the noodle soup." Zhao Changfu said with a smile: "Well, you guys hurry up and clean up, I'll go back first. The houses in the village committee have grown in years and have been through summer, so don't leak any more in autumn."

After saying that, Zhao Changfu didn't say much, turned around and hurriedly left the archaeological site.

In the local countryside of Guoma County, I am accustomed to making some simple and nutritious farm meals. For example, in the morning of busy farming, I cook a pot of two rice porridge, that is, rice and millet are mixed together, and a little bit of salt, soy sauce, cabbage or greens are added to it, and some dry noodles rolled in advance are added, and the frangipani is fragrant, palatable and particularly good.

After serving, add coriander, chopped green onion, sesame oil, vinegar according to your personal taste...

The fat man sat on a bench under the wide rain-covered eaves in the village committee compound, holding a bowl, chatting with everyone while eating, and ate three large bowls.

So comfortable!

The fat man, who had enough food and drink, touched his belly and walked to the rain-covered eaves at the entrance of the village committee courtyard. He looked at the already muddy streets with great pleasure, and the simple and unpretentious low houses in the rain. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the trees and weeds were still green, and felt the unique balance of the five elements in the countryside.

"Wen, classmate Wen Shuo, are you full?" Village Chief Zhao looked a little unnatural, and walked over with a smile and asked softly, taking out a pack of wrinkled cigarettes from the capital.

Wen Shuo was like a magic trick, and he also took out the soft bag of Zhonghua he brought with him with a swing of his hand. However, he drew out two cigarettes faster than Village Chief Zhao, and handed over one with a smile: "Come on, smoke me..."

"Ah, then just smoke a good one, smoke a good cigarette." Zhao Changfu smiled and put Ji Qing in his hand back into his pocket. He took the cigarette handed by Wen Shuo, and raised it to his nose and sniffed it. He said with emotion: "Zhonghua, it costs dozens of dollars a box, right? Tsk..."

Wen Shuo nodded with a smile, took the lighter and lit it for Village Chief Zhao first, then lit it himself, handing it forward with the hand holding the cigarette, which looked like the small movements of the villagers who used to hand cigarettes here - it was like holding a glass on the wine table to signal there, as if you had to take the first breath together when smoking?

"Hey." Village Chief Zhao nodded, as if he was really responding and taking a sip.

Because of the rain, Yang Jingbin and the two teachers and most of the students took some migrant workers to the archaeological site to do some maintenance work early.

In short, I have to take a break today.

At this moment, the few remaining students were watching the rain and chatting under the eaves. The two villagers and aunts who were responsible for cooking were cleaning the dishes.
Chapter completed!