Chapter 152 Chapter Eleven The Secret

I didn't dare to go deep into the tunnel, and Professor He Kai didn't allow me to. Before I walked a few meters away, she told me to stop in a panic.Professor He Kai has always been very optimistic about me. In order not to disappoint her, I held back my curiosity and did not move forward.Professor He Kai stretched out his hand to pull me up, thinking that his own weight would pull her down too, but this mother-in-law is astonishingly strong, like a bull, she didn’t breathe after pulling me up, but I was the one who breathed Rough breath, hot sweat on the head. "Go back first. I'll ask them to get the car. This tunnel is not in the plan. Don't worry about it. I will report it to the relevant department." Professor He Kai worried that I would pay too much attention to this tunnel. I go to the county seat.

"It's really strange, why there is such a long tunnel here, Aunt He, aren't you curious?" I still didn't give up. "Of course I'm curious. Auntie wants to go in and see what's going on, but we didn't bring any tools into the tunnel or cave this time. Except for the radio station, there is no mobile phone signal here. If something happens, it's hard to contact. So, you boy Don't run in here, do you hear me, I heard Zou Xinhong say that you are a master at getting into trouble." Professor He Kai saw no one around, and he didn't show any face when criticizing others.

I muttered in my heart that Xinhong actually spoke ill of me behind my back, so I took the time to protest with him.I thought so in my heart, but I said: "Aunt He, Xinhong is a good person, and I am a bad person, otherwise how can I set off his goodness." "I didn't say you are a bad person, so don't confuse me. But having said that, Zou Xinhong is really honest and very hardworking. He memorizes a booklet for everything. You should learn more from him. Study." Professor He Kai said with a smile and a serious tone. I raised my eyes, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and thought to myself, does Xinhong have this habit?I have lived with him for so many years, and I have never seen him have this habit. I have never seen any pamphlets, let alone any pamphlets. Could it be that Professor He Kai is old and confused? Could it be that she has mistaken who Xinhong is?I thought so in my heart, and of course I was embarrassed to say that, I was just perfunctory to Professor He Kai, and whatever she said afterwards, I was overwhelmed.Professor He Kai and I walked to the county town by foot. There was a car to pick us up, but Professor He Kai said he wanted to talk to me, but he just drove the car away, saying that it would help our health.After finally walking to the county town, my legs were so sore that I couldn't stand up. We had fought with brown bears for a long time before, but I didn't expect to be tossed about by Professor He Kai.

Bangor is 4,700 meters above sea level. It is a small county that was established in 1959. It got its name because it is close to Bangor Cuo, which means lake in Tibetan.Bangor Co is a salt lake rich in borate, which has been mined as far back as the 6th century.Although Bangor is 200 meters higher than Nagqu, we feel that it is much warmer than Nagqu, probably because of the lower air humidity and stronger sunshine.But at night, the temperature dropped sharply. I took out the thermometer and looked at it, and my eyes almost fell out. The result on it was actually below zero.It's midsummer now, how can the temperature be so low at night, no wonder Professor He Kai asked us to bring winter clothes.

Although Bangor is a county seat, it is actually similar to the villages in the interior. If you haven't been to these places in person, you can't imagine such a county town.However, the people in the county are very positive. If it were us, we might not be as strong and optimistic as they are.We still live in tents built by ourselves. For those of us who are used to living in high-rise buildings, it doesn't feel depressing, but rather fresh.I shared a tent with Xinhong and Yuan Yu, and Yuan Yu kept talking, talking more than me.I told him several times to stop and rest his mouth, but he didn't know whether he heard it or not, and he continued talking endlessly, even telling us his birth date.Xinhong has a good temper, he was embarrassed to tell Yuan Yu to stop directly, so he quietly walked out of the tent, silently protesting Yuan Yu's noise.

I don't care, Yuan Yu can talk as long as he wants, I don't think it's noisy, but seeing someone who can talk better than myself makes me really upset.There was nothing to entertain in the tent, and I didn't bring any books for entertainment. Remembering that Xinhong had brought a few books, I groped towards his luggage.I found a few books, but I also found a pamphlet.Although it is said to be a booklet, it is not. It is quite thick and big, but it says it is a booklet, so let’s call it that.The booklet was old, and although it was clean, I could tell by touching it that it must be old.When I saw the booklet, I was shocked. I didn't expect that Professor He Kai was telling the truth. Xinhong really had such a booklet, but I had never seen it before.I thought to myself, the stuffy Xinhong wouldn't have anything to hide from me, could he be writing love poems, or has the habit of keeping a diary?I thought about it again, and felt wrong again.Since Professor He Kai is telling the truth, if it is really a diary, why would he often take it out and memorize it? It must be some archaeological data. Xinhong is really stingy, and he is not willing to share something good.I thought there was nothing wrong with looking at it, so I opened the booklet.

The contents of the pamphlet are not about archaeology or academics, but are some very ordinary journals, a bit like a diary, but not quite.I found that everything written down by Xinhong had a date, and when I turned to the first page, I was shocked to see that date.The first date was March 4, 1990, before I moved in with Xinhong, because my parents were still with me at that time.I really didn't expect that this booklet was made seventeen years ago, and Xinhong has been using it until now.The things recorded above are very ordinary, I don’t see anything worth recording, and he only writes a few short lines each time. I really don’t understand what he means by doing this. unusual.

I wanted to return to thinking this way, but read a few of them: "On March 4, 1990, my father took me to Yishan, Guangxi, and bought me a blue notebook, which was very thick and could write many things. "On June 17, 1995, Dad changed into a gray shirt, and the clothes Jin Wei wore were black." "In 1997, on December 9, the paints were in the order of red, blue, yellow, green, and black. It was put in a box." "2002, August 1st, bought clothes, blue ones." "2005, October 5th, saw snakes, red ones." "2006, colleagues bought a A silver mobile phone." "On November 15, 2007, Jinwei bought red and blue towels."

I watched it very boring, thinking that boring people really do boring things, and they actually remember such boring things, and they still remember them boringly for so many years.I threw the booklet away and lay back on my quilt, thinking wildly in my mind.But Xinhong’s pamphlets always appear in front of him. Is the meaning of his doing this out of boredom? Since it’s a running account, why does he memorize it all day long and keep it from me, and probably from many people, It's just that he didn't expect to be seen by Professor He Kai.I think this booklet is very ordinary, but it seems to contain Xinhong's secret.However, Xinhong was stupid, and I was not interested in knowing his secrets, so I stopped thinking about the booklet after a while.

Seeing me lying on the bed, Yuan Yu thought I was tired of listening to his words, so he closed his mouth.As soon as the surroundings were quiet, my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them. Just as I was about to fall asleep, something hit my brain and woke me up completely.The last record I saw just now, no, it’s not the last one, it’s the last one I read, there are more behind, but I just didn’t continue to read.The last one I read is very problematic, "On November 15, 2007, Jinwei bought red and blue towels", isn't this the day I tested whether Xinhong is color blind? The way I tested him was to buy I bought a red and blue towel because I suspect he is colorblind, just like the young lama!

At that time in Lhasa, the young lama kept referring to red as gray, and it was only then that I noticed that he was colorblind.Later, I remembered that Xinhong was in the deep mountains of Guangxi, he kept hesitating about my red birthmark, probably because he didn't know the color of the birthmark, so he had such a reaction.Originally, I never thought of this matter, but after I came back from Tibet that day, I thought a lot and thought that the most likely thing was that Xinhong was colorblind.Still, there are many places where things are contradictory.Since he is color-blind, how would he know that he is color-blind? Many color-blind people don't even know they are color-blind.Moreover, there is a test for color blindness when taking the university entrance examination, and archeology also requires not to be color blind, so how could Xinhong pass the test. When I thought of this, I looked at the booklet in a blink of an eye. Could it be that Xinhong used this booklet to record the colors of all things in order to hide his color blindness?However, it is not right.Although I'm not a doctor, color blindness seems to be just red, blue, green, or yellow. Xinhong's pamphlet records many colors.I only learned the secret of the booklet when I thought of it. At first glance, it looks very boring, but every record contains the color of the object. If this is the case, then how amazing Xinhong’s memory is.In order to prove my point, as long as he records in the pamphlet that he tested color blindness during physical examination, as well as the records of archaeologically related colors, then my guess is almost inseparable, but this answer is too exaggerated. I was about to rush over to get the booklet, but Xinhong walked in suddenly, and I quickly retreated out of guilt, like a thief.After Xinhong came in, he seemed to have noticed that the booklet had been moved. He frowned, but then walked out of the tent with the booklet as if nothing had happened.Depressed, I lay back on the bed again, wondering what secret Xinhong was hiding and why he didn't tell me.However, it is said in medicine that color blindness is born. I have never heard of it being acquired. Besides, Uncle Zou does not seem to have color blindness. Could it be because of genetic mutation?Color blindness is no big deal, why hide it from me, I won't look down on people because of it. I suddenly thought of the content on the first page. The date on it was March 4, 1990. That day was the day when Xinhong went to Yizhou, Guangxi with Uncle Zou!At that time, Yizhou was called Yishan, but it was renamed Yizhou in recent years.The place names recorded by Xinhong are correct, but why did he suddenly start recording things about colors from that day? What secret does he have?