Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Song Yunuan turned her head decisively.

[Monster, I don’t know who can accept you. 】

Gu Huaian looked calmly and calmly.

Luckily only he could hear it.

There were also people watching Song Yunuan over there.

This is too young, what is it for?

When I knew it was Mr. Ji who brought it, I understood.

Ji Laoben is known as a person who behaves erratically and does not act according to common sense.

No, I also brought two children.

I heard he is a newly recognized grandson.

As for Mr. Ji, he is a well-deserved miracle doctor. He has saved more people than anyone else in the nine cities of the northern capital.

His status at that time was transcendent.

But fate played tricks on people, and several uncontrollable things happened during this period. Then their daughter disappeared, his wife died of illness, and Ji Laoyuan left his hometown to hide his name.

When he showed up again, he turned out to be a rag collector.

This is jaw-dropping.

Wait until it appears again, and it will be this occasion again.

It's a bit unprofessional.

Of course, no one dares to talk nonsense.

On the contrary, I was very happy.

I am preparing to establish a good relationship with Ji Lao, maybe it will be used at some point.

Therefore, even though it seems to be a massive effort, everyone is taking it seriously.

After the meeting, after taking a short rest, Ji Lao prepared to go to the scene, a small mountain village that Song Yunuan mentioned, which was Ginkgo Village.

This time the funding was approved very quickly.

But Director Feng, who was leading the team, felt distressed and planned to go to the site to investigate today.

Song Yunuan wanted to take a nap, but she didn't want to miss the scene on the first day, so she took her younger brother and Yingying into the car with Ji Lao.

Looking back, Gu Huaian did not take his special car, but went straight to their car.

What are you doing, do you want to sit with her?

Unexpectedly, Gu Huaian opened the driver's door and slowly got in.

Ji Lao smiled and said: "Huai'an, it seems that you are doing well if you don't tell them about your identity, and you can still be my driver."

Gu Huaian smiled.

The two of them chatted from time to time along the way, mostly talking about Ginkgo Village.

Their car was in the middle, but it didn't reach the entrance of the village and was forced to stop.

Looking ahead, I saw a tall ginkgo tree first.

Then on the road at the entrance of the village, a large group of people blocked the road.

When I walked over, I found that the people led by Director Feng were standing aside, waiting for the local working group to negotiate with the villagers.

We had already visited and worked on the Ginkgo Village in advance, and we didn’t hear of anyone being uncooperative. After all, it was only the 1980s, and the public’s awareness was still very strong.

The two children were not allowed to get off the bus, and Mr. Ji did not get off the bus either. In his opinion, this matter could not be solved by the working group.

In fact, Director Feng thought so too.

But someone was muttering in a low voice: "How to communicate, hasn't it been agreed upon a long time ago?"

"There is still a lack of communication. Did the villagers misunderstand it?"

"What could they possibly misunderstand? If there really were ancient tombs here, they would have been properly arranged."

Everyone's communication was also very quiet, and the people outside the village entrance basically waited quietly.

On the contrary, it seemed that the villagers were very excited.

"You can't enter the village unless you make it clear. Our family has lived here for generations. You can't just ask us to move with just a word. There is no such reason. No one is allowed to enter until we make it clear." This is a arrogant person. The man shouted out.

After he shouted, a few old ladies sat on the ground and played tricks.

Crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves took turns at the entrance of the village.

At this time, Gu Huaian was standing with Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan looked at the crowd and really said casually: "Hey, are they delaying time? In fact, they have already started digging themselves, right?"

The working group is local, and Ginkgo Village is not a lawless place. It is impossible that the local people can't control it. The president of the commune and a deputy county are here.

But it was really blocked at the entrance of the village.

Gu Huai'an originally looked calm, but he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. What Song Yunuan said seemed to make sense.

He and others didn't think about it because they still needed facts to prove it was true.

In other words, including him, they still don’t think there are ancient tombs in this village.

Song Yunuan thinks this way because she is sure there is one here. Since she is sure, it is normal for her thoughts to be different from theirs.

So, he whispered: "What you said makes sense, you go back to the car and wait, I will come as soon as I go."

Since meeting again, the two have actually not spoken much.

Song Yunuan nodded and ran to the car where Mr. Ji was.

Mr. Ji couldn't sit still.

What if that book really exists!

If it is dug out blindly, it will turn into ashes when exposed to the wind.

He looked at Song Yunuan: "There is indeed something wrong with these villagers. You three sit in the car and close the door. I will get out of the car and go take a look."

After finishing his instructions, Ji Lao hurried to the entrance of the village.

At this time, Gu Huaian also told Director Feng about Song Yunuan's suspicion just now.

Gu Huaian came as a professor of the History Department of Beidu University. Not many people knew him. He had told Director Feng in advance that he was just here to take a look and talk to Mr. Ji.

And his security also changed from overt to covert.

Director Feng immediately became anxious when he heard Gu Huaian's words.

If this is dug indiscriminately, it will be destroyed.

Director Feng went to the working group with a serious look and told the current speculation. Although President Zhao of the commune did not believe it, he was very embarrassed to be blocked at the entrance of the village. He simply reprimanded the team leader angrily: "What are you doing? Do you still know? Why, are the villagers in your village independent and no longer under the control of the commune? Are they going to gather to make trouble? Also, what about the young people in your village? Why are there only these few? Captain Liang, I tell you You'd better tell them to get out of the way so that you can make fewer mistakes, otherwise you just wait to go in."

Over there, Gu Huaian was impatient.

Secretary Xiao Wu made a wireless phone call in his car, and within a few minutes, the place became semi-surrounded.

So, everyone entered the village smoothly.

After entering, I saw a very hot scene.

There were no mobile phones at this time, so the villagers at the entrance of the village were stopped and could not report the news in time.

Subsequently, the three parties jointly took action and detained all the villagers who were flying up after digging.

Three people from other villages were also found.

Fortunately, I only found out the inside information in the morning, otherwise the regret might have happened again.

As for who the mole was, a working group and the local police were sent to investigate, and then the village was put under overall control.

Or it could be said that this is an effort to mobilize a large number of people. Just moving the villagers is a big project.

But compared to what I found, it was just drizzle.

Found bluestone bricks under a cellar.

A large stone with what appeared to be engraved characters was found in a villager's yard...

The village was empty.

Everyone moved out temporarily under the arrangements of the work group and the commune.

Only then did Song Yunuan come in.

Ji Lao told her that it was confirmed that this was indeed a group of ancient tombs, and they were from the Western Jin Dynasty.