Courtyard, Qin family.

When Chen nianru and Qin Weiyu walked in side by side, they saw the old couple and an old man looking at them together.

The eyes of the three elders are on Chen nianru.

The woman consciously shrunk behind her husband with a polite smile on her face.

Mr. Qin said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, this is my daughter-in-law."

"Well, it looks like a scholarly lady."

The man called Xiao took back his eyes, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Qin Weiyu took his wife to sit on the sofa and asked his father: "Dad, this is..."

Mr. Qin said, "President of the Imperial University, please go to the History Department of the University as a teacher to teach those college students."

Chen nianru refused without thinking about it. "I'm just a history teacher. I can't teach the junior and senior high school children well. I can't afford to be a university teacher."

Qin Lao doesn't understand: "isn't it all the same?"

As a big old man, he didn't understand the poor and fastidious of those literati. He looked at his wife curiously. Seeing that she didn't object, he then advised: "just now, I want to transfer Wei Yu back to the imperial capital. Isn't it good for you and your husband to transfer back together?"

For the first time, he talked about it in front of his sons.

Qin Wei Yu was surprised, but he was always good at hiding his emotions. He held his daughter-in-law's hand and didn't speak, so he thought he didn't hear it.

Hearing his father-in-law's plan, Chen nianru was stunned. Then she looked at her husband and saw that he didn't speak. She continued: "but I'm really incompetent, Dad. I think..."

She was ready to politely refuse, but Xiao couldn't sit still. He finally met a teacher who was looking at the right eye, but he couldn't bear to run away like this. "Miss Chen, I've witnessed your explanation in the museum. At present, there are very few talents like you in China, In another two months, the students of the college entrance examination will enter the school, and the teacher is not in place, so I'm going to trouble Mr. Qin. "

After the turmoil, there is nothing to be done now.

When Chen nianru heard Xiao's words about the explanation of the museum, she was stunned. Then she asked her husband and couldn't make up her mind.

Looking at the old man who was drinking tea by himself, Xiao directly threw out a huge temptation, "I heard that Mr. Chen is particularly interested in ancient artifacts. Our school history teacher can go to the archaeological site to investigate."

Chen nianru's heart, that is equal to get the first scene of the investigation privilege, and so he finished, thought for a while, still did not resist the temptation.

"I agree."

Xiao Lao was relieved and nodded repeatedly. He turned his head and boasted about his daughter-in-law with Qin Lao.

That night, the full moon was high.

It's the coolest night in the middle of summer.

Chen nianru and Qin Weiyu walked home side by side.

Many people come out to enjoy the cool at night.

Chen nianru glanced at the silent man and said, "husband, what do you think of my decision?"

"Just like it, but..." He paused, deep eyes slightly Shen, "I listen to that old Xiao's meaning, is you going to dig a tomb? It is immoral to dig people's ancestral graves. "

The woman was stunned and shook her head with a smile. "Husband, you misunderstood me. We are archaeologists. We are different from those tomb robbers. The history of China, the times and the stories of each time can be analyzed from the funerary objects. Do you have time to go to the museum with me? I'll explain it to you in detail. "

The soul of our men is a thousand year old antique, and we don't expect to understand their profession of Archaeology at all.

Qin Wei Yu agreed without thinking about it.

For him, as long as he is with his wife, no matter what he does, he is happy.

The couple said they would go.

……

The next morning, inside the museum.

After Chen nianru went in, she took her husband to the place where the Wei Dynasty clothes were put -

the clothes were still there.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief secretly. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the man's deep eyes, as if he saw something incredible.

She is puzzled, listen to him: "madam, my grave was dug?"

“……”

Chen nianru didn't know what to say.

Qin Wei Yu released her hand and walked forward two steps. It seemed that he was nostalgic and murmured, "in fact, it's better to take off this layer of shackles."

He stood in front of the glass window, looking at the above texture, suddenly, thin lips raised a contemptuous smile, "madam, this is not mine."

Chen nianru came to be interested. Seeing that he had swept away the gloom just now, his eyes were full of sarcasm and said: "they wanted to attack me with a fake emperor at the beginning, and made this body in the mountains. In the end, the boy was forced to die."

That is to say, this court dress is not what he really wears.

Well, whether he is a real emperor or a fake emperor, he is a cultural relic of the millennium!

"And where is your tomb?"

She took her husband and continued to walk in. When she asked, she always felt something was wrong. When she saw him, she covered her face with a dry smile.At first glance, it sounds like a curse to death.

"The mountains in the mountains, when I died, the world was in chaos. I've done a lot of evil, and... "

The man took a deep look at her. Chen nianru knew that he was talking about her.

After seeing her nod, Qin Weiyu said, "after being buried together, for fear that the thieves would disturb their purity in order to vent their hatred, they let their sincere subordinates settle down there to be grave keepers.

Therefore, his tomb will not be stolen so easily.

Chen nianru thought of the mausoleum he had entered in his last life. It was a blessing to his soul, "Wei village, Jiangxi and Zhejiang?"

With a smile in his eyes, Qin Weiyu didn't deny it or nod his head. He turned away from the topic, "madam, please tell me about this."

He picked up a cultural relic.

Chen nianru didn't bother about this topic. He followed his gesture and said, "this is from the Qing Dynasty..."

……

A few days later, Medical University.

Ning Qing was placed here for training.

She had been quietly reading a book, study, did not expect to find love letters in textbooks.

The woman sat on the bench and put the book aside. She felt that someone was looking at it not far away. Holding the letter in one hand, she threw it into the garbage can.

As soon as she finished this action, she heard a exclamation. A young man of the same age as Ning Qing came over and said, "Comrade Ning Qing, how can you treat my mind like this?"

Ning Qing pointed to the garbage can, "come here to study hard, don't do the whole thing."

"I like you."

The boy spoke his mind and blushed a little.

Ning Qing is the one with the most temperament among those who are studying. He takes a fancy to it at a glance.

The woman light oh voice, in the eye billows have no strange, "I don't like you."

She's 100 years old in her whole life. She's just a little kid. She doesn't pay attention to him at all.

"Then you are not with me, how can you know that I am not suitable for you?"

The young man asked.

Just as it happens, Ning Qing saw her husband come over and gave him a alienated smile: "because I'm married."

Said, strode toward the direction of the man.

When he saw the tall and handsome head Lu, he counseled, "what if you get divorced?"

Ning Qing admired the courage of that young man to say this.

She obviously felt the dangerous half squint of the man beside her. She said helplessly: "impossible, he and I have four lovely children, and we will be grandparents in a few years. Our relationship is like a tightrope boat."

It means it can't be broken.

With that, Lu Qingyao turned and left.

She forced to ignore the sad eyes of the young man behind her, and said in her heart: are the young people so advanced now?

Naturally, Lu Qingyao also noticed that he held her in his arms full of possessiveness. He looked sideways at the guy behind him. The fierce beast's eyes provoked him to be cleve