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Chapter 127

After thousands of calculations, Jiang Xiaobai would never have imagined that a confidential satellite drawing about ultra-modern was actually in his ancestral tomb.

I dug up my family's ancestral grave, isn't this a bit of a big rebellion.

Speaking of the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family, Jiang Xiaobai also went to it a few times when he was a child, and when he was in Qingming during the New Year's Festival, he burned paper when he should burn paper, and sent winter clothes when he should send winter clothes, and he didn't find other special places.

It's just one year, when Jiang Xiaobai was about six or seven years old, Jiang Aotian took him over early in the morning, saying that this place was his memory since he was a child.

Nothing else, nothing else.

Jiang Xiaobai is young and doesn't know what it means, but he probably understands that there are memories of his father's childhood and youth.

But in order to find out the truth of the matter, Jiang Xiaobai still has to do this.

In the evening, seeing that the sky was dark, Jiang Xiaobai carried a shovel and set off.

On the way, I met Liu Fugui, who had just come back, and when this kid saw Jiang Xiaobai, he hurriedly ran in small steps.

"Where are you going, Xiaobai, good news, the police officer Lu in the town has arrested several people who snatched melons from Zhu Jiazui, and they will all be interrogated.

"It's good to be caught, remember not to let go, don't reconcile, remember to contact the melon dealer last time, claim together, and let them take advantage of the problem by the way."

"Don't worry, the evidence in the video this time is detailed, but I didn't expect that there were two old ladies in their eighties who were also involved.

"Okay, got it, you can go. Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand.

"Where are you going, do you want me to help?"

"No, no, I'm going to dig some soil." Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly prevaricated.

The matter of digging up the ancestral grave cannot be publicized, and it is not good if it is famous.

As night fell, the woods were quiet, and the cries of a few partridges were terrifying.

Jiang Xiaobai touched the darkness alone, and finally found the location of the ancestral tomb, looking at the two towering mounds, his heart was still up and down.

If nothing is dug up, no one will be ashamed to die.

A shovel goes down, and the soil is soft.

However, what was very unpleasant was that Jiang Xiaobai's mobile phone rang at this time, and it was Zhao Si, the village party secretary, calling.

"What's the matter, the secretary.

On the other end of the phone, there was the impatient rotten gong sound of Zhao Si, the village party secretary: "Xiaobai, what are you doing on your ancestral grave at night?" Jiang Xiaobai's

body was shocked: "How do you know that I am here in my ancestral grave."

"Hey, in order to protect your ancestral grave from stealing electricity again, after discussing with the village chief Liu Ergou, when installing the monitor, I also installed one on the treetops of your grave.

At this time, Jiang Xiaobai raised his head and saw that there was really a camera with a red dot hanging on the trunk in front of his grave.

This Nima's is a bit excessive, the good ones don't learn the bad ones, Jiang Xiaobai is already speechless.

"Don't look at it, this is a great disrespect to the ancestors, I'll wait to demolish it.

Zhao Siyi, the village party secretary, listened to his mouth for a long time, thinking that he was kind enough to make Jiang Xiaobai angry.

But when I think about it, there is something wrong with this thing on the grave, not to mention the people lying inside, even looking at myself from behind the computer screen, sometimes I imagine that something will suddenly crawl out of there.

Anyway, it was Jiang Xiaobai's own family, and Zhao Si, the village party secretary, didn't take it to heart, he did whatever he loved there.

It didn't take long for Zhao Si, the village party secretary, to see Jiang Xiaobai take off his pants and paste a bunch of urine and mud directly on the camera, and now he really couldn't see anything.

After everything was done, Jiang Xiaobai rolled up his sleeves and dug it up quickly.

In less than an hour's effort, a two-foot-long ravine was successfully reclaimed, the shovel touched a hard object, Jiang Xiaobai looked carefully, and found that it was not a coffin buried under the ancestral grave.

It's more like a brick kiln made of brick and stone.

People in the Qinling Mountains like to live in caves, which is a custom that has been passed down for thousands of years, when the family was poor in the past, the cave is one of the necessary residences for every family.

A kang is placed in the kiln, and the kang is connected to the stove, which allows the firewood to transmit the temperature to the resting owner.

Not only that, because the cave is easy to dig, warm in winter and cool in summer, and has strong practicability, it is very common to raise livestock and put sundries in the cave.

It was also after the conditions were good that everyone gradually moved to the bungalow, or the terrain was more flatter to thrive.

The location of the ancestral grave of the Jiang family is the place left after the mansion of the older generation was filled in, and the original address has not been experienced since Jiang Xiaobai was born.

But in Jiang Xiaobai's father's generation, he has lived there.

As the entrance of the cave became bigger and bigger, Jiang Xiaobai went down with a shovel, and sure enough, a few bricks fell into the depths of the hole, and when he turned on the flashlight, although it was dark, it obviously retained the depth of the kiln in the early years, that is to say, after Jiang Aotian's generation moved here, it did not completely fill in the old kiln.

A layer of fine sweat oozed from Jiang Xiaobai's forehead, getting closer and closer to the truth, and his heart was also flustered.

Finally, after pushing away the bricks in front of him, a small step was revealed.

After making sure that there was no one around, Jiang Xiaobai slipped in.

The green light on several walls also lit up because of the arrival of the living.

The round arched kiln roof is tightly tied together with bricks and stones, and this structure is very strong, just like the Zhaozhou Bridge.

At the end of the underground cave, you can see at a glance that there are many spiritual seats, which are the original ancestral halls.

But in the middle of the cave, it was clearly a separate studio for Jiang Aotian, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the neat writing desk, covered with thick dust, and there were several Ultraman models carved from wood next to it.

It's rudimentary, and it doesn't feel like a place to do research.

On the contrary, it should belong to Jiang Aotian's own small world in his youth, and perhaps many wonderful ideas about research were born from here.

Jiang Xiaobai approached slowly, and found a thick pile of kraft paper in the drawer of the desk, which was the kind of paper used to wrap book covers when he was a child, although it was rough, but it was not easy to decay extremely quickly with the passage of time.

Jiang Xiaobai saw all kinds of mathematical symbols on it, as well as a mess of physical calculation formulas like Sanskrit, in addition to these, there was also a small notebook, which attracted Jiang Xiaobai's attention.

When I opened it, I saw a cross-sectional drawing of a machine on the first page, and when I looked at the note next to it, the word satellite was written.

In addition, there are some diary tips.

"At 8 o'clock in the morning on March 3, 2020, I, Jiang Aotian, had a bold idea and decided to design an unprecedented satellite, which was quietly developed successfully, and finally amazed everyone.

"At 13:43 pm on May 23, 2021, the satellite was successfully launched, but I can't find where it is now, stepping on the horse!".