Cat Gu Notes

Chu Haiyang said, "The custodians in your institute are really real. They don't put away such precious cultural relics after they are taken out to derust them. They don't have any professionalism at all."

His dad said, "Huh?"

"Don't be nice, sir," Chu Haiyang continued, "the bonus should be deducted to arouse his weak sense of responsibility."

His dad said, "Huh?"

"Then I have to leave first."

His father held the suicide note: "... huh?"

Xia Mingruo was squatting outside Mr. Li's door chatting with Xiao Shi, when he heard the tea mug being slapped on the table inside: "Nonsense! Radical! 'Left' leaning! Irresponsible to future generations! Once dug out, it will be another Dingling Tomb!"

Xia Mingruo asked: "What's going on?"

Xiaoshi said: "Hey, the tomb of Prince Yuande."

Xia Mingruo looked up and thought for a long time, Xiao Shi reminded: "Yang Guang's son."

"Impossible, nonsense." Xia Mingruo said.

"I know, it's not in the history books. Don't say that there are no records about this tomb. Even Prince Yuande himself has been included in the "Sui Shu" in a few strokes." Xiao Shi said, "But there are a few good things recently. It insists that a piece of soil on the east side of a certain village near Luoyang is the tomb of Prince Yuande. It insists on excavation, and even writes an internal reference and sends it to the top. It is being debated these days. Alas, there are debates everywhere, "People's Daily" debates , Several departments in the school are also in a row: Should young people have ideals?

Xia Mingruo interrupted him: "Is it really a mausoleum?"

Xiao Shi nodded: "Yes, it is said that the shovel is full of rammed earth, but the old man is very opposed to excavation."

"It's another Dingling mausoleum!" The old man in the room started to throw tea mugs, which were enamel anyway, so they couldn't be smashed.

Dingling Mausoleum is the mausoleum of Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty.

The excavation of Dingling was a major mistake in the history of Chinese archaeology.

In 1957, it was rashly excavated, and half of the archaeological team was dragged away to fight against the Rightist Party.After finally reaching the stage of cleaning up the burial objects, the archaeological team leader was overthrown by "thorough revolutionaries", sent to the countryside for reform, and received re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants. As a result, thousands of unearthed cultural relics lost protection, and a large number of silk, embroidery, and wooden utensils rotted.

The most absurd and most distressing thing is that the coffin of Emperor Wanli was thrown into the ravine by a stupid person who was as big as a sesame seed and mung bean—the director of the office—in the name of affecting the inspection of the superiors and being unsightly. , and never found it again.The bones of the emperor and empress were destroyed in a fire by the Red Guards during the "Cultural Revolution", so many mysteries about Emperor Wanli in Ming history can no longer be solved.

Speaking of Dingling, Mr. Li was very angry.Xia Mingruo slipped in, stood behind him, and patted his back to comfort him.

"The conditions are not ripe!" The old man was heartbroken.

Even if the political conditions are ripe, what about the knowledge and skills of archaeologists?What are the protection conditions of cultural relics?What about the repair level?

"Academic circles have been reflecting on the fact that these imperial tombs, posthumous tombs, princely tombs, and feudal lords' tombs, not to mention immovable now, may not be able to be moved 30 years later. You know why archaeological excavations sometimes follow tomb robbers, stealing one to dig another, Sometimes it’s stolen and still can’t be discovered? It’s because the lesson is too painful! Once dug up, even the carrier is lost forever!”

The old man said: "Some people want to make meritorious service, but they don't know that they may be committing crimes against their children and grandchildren!"

"I know, I know." Xia Mingruo said.

"Tell me, is it polite for me to beat this kind of person?" the old man shouted, "I wish I could beat his whole family!"

"We understand," Xiao Shi said, "Keep your voice down, the police are coming."

"No!" The old man stood up and ran out, "I have to beat him again!"

Xiao Shi said: "Hey! You keep waiting!"

Xia Mingruo waved his hand, meaning it was okay, and was stopped after a while.Wearing a tattered vest with the front bare and the back open, people just think he is an old hooligan.

When Xia Mingruo came home and saw his father, his father said: "Your professor and the guard of the History Institute fought, one against ten, so brave."

Xia Mingruo said proudly, "Of course."

Although Xia's father is a liar, he doesn't look like a liar. He speaks Jiangnan standard Mandarin, and at the age of 40, he still has fair complexion and delicate features.It's just that recently I heard that he worked hand in hand with a small policeman who was struggling with the rate of solving crimes, and went out to set up traps to arrest people when it got dark. I don't know if it's true or not.

The father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when they first saw each other, they made a funny face. After a while, Xia Mingruo said, "It's hot, I'm going to buy a popsicle."

Daddy Xia said: "Go early and come back early, Lao Huang and the mouse (note: a dog) still need to be fed, and I have to go to contribute to public welfare at night."

Xia Mingruo replied "I know" and ran out of the yard.

I bought this popsicle for six hours.

Xia Mingruo went to the park with a popsicle in his mouth to watch the old man play chess, and on the way home, he met a few young workers who had just got off work, and the gang of friends surrounded him and said, "Don't believe me! Are you a college student? It's rare to see. Hurry up!" , have a drink!"

Xia Biexin took the low-quality cigarettes handed over, pulled on his slippers, straddled the back seat of Qinggong's bicycle, and swaggered through the market, thinking that he had an unconventional sense of superiority.He happily followed him to the restaurant, and after drinking a few glasses of wine, he became less recognizable. At nine or ten o'clock, he swayed into the house, and his mother gave him a sap right away.

Xia Mingruo hugged his head and rolled around on the ground, screaming.

His mother said: "Look at you, you look like a thin monkey. I didn't expect your head to be so hard. You can't die like this!"

Xia Mingruo got up and ran desperately: "Dad! Dad! Help, Dad!"

His mother chased after him aggressively: "Your father is on the night shift, let's see who will save you!"

Xia Mingruo panicked and ran around, but was blocked in the kitchen, so he had to run around the coal stove: "Mom! Mom! Mom, please forgive me!"

His mother said, "Excuse me? Bah! I'm sorry if I don't beat you to death today!"

Xia Mingruo burst into tears, and knelt down with her head in her arms: "Mom—you are my real mother! That's not what you told me when you gave birth to me!"

Chu Haiyang just came out of the shower, and rushed over when he heard the voice: "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Xia Mingruo's mother chased her son away with a stick like a chicken: "Go, kneel and washboard under the grape arbor! I never studied hard, and fooled around with people all day long! Look at Haiyang, why don't you learn? Hurry up!"

As soon as Xia Mingruo knelt down, he was drunk and dizzy, Chu Haiyang took advantage of his mother to enter the room to light mosquito coils, and dragged Xia Mingruo to escape.

A few steps out of the alley is a small park, with a small street lamp next to it, the rest of the place is dark, and the people hiding in the bushes are all sneaking in love.

Xia Mingruo was even more confused by the cold wind, staggering and dancing in the middle of the road.Chu Haiyang said anxiously, "Isn't this alcohol poisoning? You're throwing up!"

"No no no no," Xia Mingruo said with his tongue out, "No way! Erguotou, Hongxing's, what a pity to spit it out!"

Chu Haiyang lifted him under the street lamp to have a look: "No, your face is pale, hurry up, I'll help you go to the public toilet over there to vomit."

"No way! No way!"

Chu Haiyang dragged him away, but the drunk was so strong that he tripped before taking two steps, and they both fell into the bushes, startling a pair of innocent young men and women.

Xia Mingruo put his arms around the man's neck and said, "Chen Yan'er, why are you so tall? Look at you, you've lost weight. I feel so sorry for you."

Who is Chen Yan'er?Chen Yan'er is an older young woman at the entrance of the Hutong. She has a fat body and has only been in elementary school for eight years.

The woman screamed loudly, but Xia Mingruo hugged the woman again: "Mao Zi, are you here? I miss you."

Maozi is Chen Yaner's dog.

Chu Haiyang hurriedly explained: "I'm a drunkard, I'm sorry."

Xia Mingruo's paws hadn't touched the woman before, and "swish" on the man's head: "Shi Weidong, Dongdong! Look at your looks, this one, tsk tsk, you're getting more and more useless! Hurry up and borrow me!" Copy homework."

That man was probably going crazy, so Chu Haiyang carried Xia Mingruo and ran away.On the way, suddenly a young man flew by, and a middle-aged woman shouted loudly behind her: "Catch the gangster——"

Immediately, several graceful figures that had been lurking for a long time jumped out from the bushes: "Catch the gangster! Stop—! Don't move—!"

Xia Mingruo smirked and said, "Hey! My dad! There are still some plain clothes, hahahaha!"

The two of them got home and found that Xiao Shi was poking at the door of the house, and Lao Huang was accompanying him. Chu Haiyang said, "Yo, isn't this Dongdong?"

Xiao Shi came up to greet him: "Oh, don't believe it, why are you so virtuous?"

Chu Haiyang said: "You can't imitate him, if you don't have the capacity, you have to pretend like this."

"That's right, virtue!" Xiao Shi said, "By the way, Teacher Li asked me to inform you that the train leaves for Luoyang tomorrow morning, so you can't be late."

Lao Huang is an existence that subverts the tradition.

It exists only to test a sober and painful proposition: I am alone because I have thoughts.

Chu Haiyang stared into its wise eyes and asked, "Why are you following me again?"

Lao Huang looked at him, apparently already thinking.It kept thinking, it thought, it thought, it thought, it fell asleep, it woke up, it thought... At last Chu Haiyang asked, "Old Huang, what are you possessed by?"

Lao Huang yawned, climbed to the upper bunk and slept in Xia Mingruo's arms.

Xia Mingruo put his hands on his forehead and muttered, "Drinking hurts your health..."

Chu Haiyang handed him the tea mug: "Treasure your small body, you can live for two more years."

Xia Mingruo remained pale, and Chu Haiyang climbed up to touch his forehead: "I have a fever.