Chapter 143 Chapter Two Half a Year

During this period of time, I have been cheering myself up and making up my mind to find my parents, and the only person who can give me a clue is the old curator Cha. Now I heard what Xinhong said on the phone, and I haven’t woken up for a long time.The old curator Zha didn’t die sooner or later, but he passed away suddenly when I made this decision. God, God, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?Director Zha is a kind elder who is always very tolerant towards us young people. In addition to regret, I also have grief in my heart. The pain I have experienced in the past six months has been too frequent.If I hadn't been naturally lively and cheerful, I might have ended up in a mental hospital long ago.

"Hey, hello, do you want to say something?" Xinhong urged anxiously on the other end of the phone. "Oh, I'm listening." I responded hastily. "I called your cell phone hundreds of times, why is it always turned off, where did you go?" After Xinhong told me the news, he began to complain. He probably held this sulking for a long time, and now he is caught and released. If there is an opportunity, don't criticize me severely. I briefly talked about what happened during this period, and Xinhong was surprised a few times, but when we talked about the old curator again, both sides became sad again.Xinhong told me on the phone that after returning from Guangxi, the old curator Zha was admitted to the hospital in the provincial capital, and his health was getting worse and worse. He could hardly speak, and only called me and Xinhong's name.On the day Xinhong came back from Inner Mongolia, he received a call from his hometown, and then hurried back. No wonder the house was so messy.What's even more regrettable is that I was far away in Medog at the time, and it was a pity that I couldn't see the old curator Shangcha for the last time.I wondered in my heart that when he yelled our names before he died, might he want to tell us the secret he had kept for a long time when he was dying, maybe there was something about my parents in it.

"Come here quickly, it's best to come here now." After all, Xinhong had a good temper, and after complaining a few words, his tone softened a lot. "Okay, I'll buy a ticket to go back right away, that's it for now, contact me anytime." After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone. However, as soon as the phone was put down, I shouted bad luck in my heart.The phone can't be charged, so how can I contact you at any time, if I don't use the charger to connect the socket now, I don't even know that Xinhong is in my hometown.I thought to myself, who cares, it’s not too late to go back to my hometown to recharge, anyway, I’ve already connected now.I was just about to unplug my phone from the charger when another call came in. When I checked the number, it was a call from a colleague from the museum.I looked at the number and thought to myself, should I be told to go to the library to report immediately.As soon as I answered the phone, I guessed it right.

In the past few months, because of cutting corners and being struck by lightning, the museum was forced to take a rest, and the relevant leaders were all dealt with.I heard that a leader with a super strict style came to the museum, and he would be punished at every turn.My colleague on the other end of the phone urged me to come back to report tomorrow, but I shied away and said that I would go back to my hometown.My colleague told me that the leader of the library had been looking for me for a long time, and that if I didn't show up tomorrow, I would be fired immediately.I complained in my heart, I am really unlucky, I can't be contacted, it's because I went to Medog, it's normal that there is no signal there.Besides, so what if there is a signal, I can't even charge it.The colleague didn't listen to my explanation. He gave me the phone number of the leader and asked me to explain it myself.After I dialed the number, I was madly criticized by the leader for a while.At this time, I was already sad and angry in my heart, and I was young and angry, and I actually started arguing with the leader after my brain was smoking. As a result, I was fired immediately.In fact, I am not an employee of the country, so dismissal is not a cumbersome matter for the leader.

I walked out of the house angrily, and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. I estimated that there was enough time, and there was still a bus back to my hometown, so I hurried back to my hometown.On the way, once I got angry, I thought of the old curator Cha, my parents, and myself being fired. The feeling in my heart was as uncomfortable as acetic acid and salt.But I also enlightened myself, it doesn't matter if I don't do museum work, anyway, I haven't done it for more than half a year, and I'm used to the life of the vagrant, but my life has nowhere to go.After comforting myself tens of thousands of times, I finally returned to my hometown.Before I had time to complain to Xinhong, I didn't know that he said first: "I'm fired!"

"Why, so you also..." I couldn't laugh or cry. "Put your luggage first, let's go to the old curator's house." Xinhong quickly changed the subject. "What are you doing at his house?" I didn't understand. "He has a will, which states that everything in the house belongs to us." Xinhong's expression was very complicated. I wanted to try to make a surprised expression, but I also felt that I should make a sad expression. In the end, I didn't know how to react. The expression on my face was probably the same as a grimace.After leaving the luggage at Xinhong's father's house, we went to the old curator's house.On the way, Xinhong took the time to tell me about his experience in Inner Mongolia, and many strange things happened there. He only picked the main ones.Professor He Kai was very surprised when he saw the words Xinhong gave him, and even said that he had seen such words.In 1976, Professor He Kai and a comprehensive scientific expedition team entered the Qiangtang no-man's land for investigation, and saw such writing in one place.I was also surprised when I heard it. At that time, I also heard Lin Yue mention Qiang Tang, and now Professor He Kai also mentioned this place. What secrets can there be in the barren no-man's land?

"Then what else did Professor He Kai say?" I continued to ask. "I didn't say anything. I just said that he and a researcher are raising funds to go to Qiangtang recently. After the funds and the country's approval, they will go to Qiangtang immediately. If we are willing, Professor He Kai is willing to take us with us." Xinhong Speaking of this, the brows are a little loose. After hearing this, the cloud in my heart finally faded a bit, but I don’t understand why Professor He Kai didn’t tell us the meaning of those words, maybe he didn’t know it himself, and these words never appeared in historical documents and relics .However, the more mysterious texts that can be collected, the more able to decipher the meaning of these texts.Besides, we have all been fired now, and we are worried that we have no place to vent. Maybe we can go to Qiangtang to earn some money, and if we are lucky, we can find another job related to archaeology.

"Then when are you going to Qiangtang?" I asked. "Half a year later." Xinhong answered me blankly. "Ah? Half a year, I'm not mistaken, it will take so long!" I couldn't believe my ears. "It's not that you don't know about Qiangtang. Can you go there in the current weather? You want to die, but they don't." When Xinhong said the word death, grief was painted on his face again. "Exactly." I replied helplessly. Qiangtang covers an area of ​​600,000 square kilometers, which is almost a quarter of the entire Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. It has a high terrain and an average altitude of more than 4,500 meters. Therefore, Qiangtang is actually the main body and core part of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. The roof of the roof of the world.Because the air is thin, cold and dry, and the geographical location is remote and the traffic is blocked, it is deserted and deserted for thousands of miles. This is a famous no-man's land in our country that can be compared with the Taklimakan Desert in Xinjiang, which is known as the "Sea of ​​Death". .People know very little about this place, and the weather is cold now, so it is not the best time to enter that area. Summer is the most suitable time, so it is reasonable to wait until half a year later.What's more, state approval and funding are required.Finding sponsorship funds for research is like begging for food, and it is more difficult than scientific research.

Xinhong seemed very happy to see that I did not object to going to Qiangtang together. It is rare for him to care so much about finding my parents. I thought he would ignore my matter of finding my parents.He said that since we have lost our jobs, we should first find a temporary job in the museum where the old curator is. Anyway, here are all the uncles and aunts we know, and they will help us. After half a year, we will meet again Professor He Kai meets. I asked another question by the way: "Did Professor He Kai say that he went to Qiangtang again?" "I didn't say anything, I just decided to go with another professor recently. I didn't tell me the specifics. I just asked if we are interested in going together. He will record the text there and combine it with our text. Then help us analyze it." Xinhong explained.

"Then he didn't copy those words back then?" I asked in puzzlement, because how could such a rigorous scholar not copy down such rare words for research. "I don't know, I didn't ask." Xinhong answered simply. Between the words, we have come to the residence of the old curator Zha.He has always lived alone, and has never seen him have any partner. It can be said that he is alone all his life, unlike some leading partners who are all over the world; Certain leaders lived in palace-like buildings.I couldn't help looking at the old curator's residence with disappointment, not because of the legacy he gave us, but because the world didn't give this upright old man any happy time.We opened the door and walked into the house, which was very tidy, with a lot of information and documents placed in an orderly manner.Apart from the modern equipment of a TV, the rest is a bed, some bookshelves, and a desk.

The materials collected by the old curator Zha are very precious things. We are very grateful to him for giving us these materials. When we were sorting out, we suddenly found a few file shelves in a drawer of the desk.There is a folder marked with a date - 1991, and that year is the year when my parents disappeared without any reason. What makes me even more excited is that my parents' names are written on the folder.After tremblingly opening the folder, the first document was a resignation report.I remember that Director Cha told me when he was in Guangxi that his parents had already resigned from the library when they disappeared, so the whereabouts of their research was not clear to Director Zha, but the content of the resignation was only perfunctory. , and did not tell me in detail.Thinking of this, I picked up this resignation report that I had kept for more than ten years in a foggy mind, and read it carefully.