Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Professor Ge held the box lunch and muttered, "Bai...Has Bai Chuwei eat?"

Senior Zhou Nan shook his head quickly: "No, she didn't come out to eat in the dormitory either."

The group of people from the Emperor's Archaeology Major... are they evil?

Professor Ge snorted, "If we don't eat, let's eat, eat and rest early, and open the tomb door tomorrow!"

What kind of tomb is this? It will be clear when the tomb door is opened tomorrow!

With the light on in the dormitory, Bai Chuwei sat at the desk and slowly fiddled with the medicinal materials in front of him. Snowball crouched on the side and stared at Bai Chuwei's movements with a pair of big sapphire blue eyes.

Xueqiu squeaked and said: ‘Old ancestors, they don’t believe you, so what do they do? ’

Those hateful juniors don't understand the rules!

The ancestors didn’t go to the cafeteria to eat, don’t they know to bring the ancestors to the dormitory?

Don’t you know how to take care of your ancestors?

The ancestors Bigu didn't need to eat, but it needs snowballs! It can help the ancestors eat it all.

As a result...none of the group of people at the archaeological site brought food over, causing it to still grumble.

Bai Chuwei didn't look up, and said casually: "It's just a group of children, don't care about them."

What about the gray-haired archaeological expert? Here in the ancestors are children.

Old ancestors have always been more tolerant to children, and she can tolerate children who dance like Bai Yinyin for so long, let alone these expert children.

The snowball crouched on the table badly, but it was hungry...

Bai Chuwei calmly said: "Don't worry, someone will bring you food later."

As soon as Bai Chuwei's voice fell, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.

Snowball's eyes lit up in an instant, and it rushed to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a handsome young man with an exquisite lunch box in his hand. He was a little embarrassed and said: "Hello, god, teacher, this is the dinner my family asked me to give you."

Snowball looked straight at the steaming food in the lunch box!

Bai Chuwei glanced sideways, and asked with a smile: "You are He Feng, right?"

Although this kid is not the next heir like He Nana, the old lady He Sulan personally asked the ancestor for him.

The boy looked at Bai Chuwei in shock. Bai Chuwei knew... his name?

He Feng put down the dinner and went out in a daze.

A group of his friends were crowded not far from the staff dormitory building, and when they saw him coming out, they rushed up and asked questions.

He Feng was perplexed and suddenly said, "Isn't Bai Chuwei really looking after me?"

Not only did he openly accept his sibling love before, but now he also knows his name!

Didn’t you ask the school teacher to find out his name?

Where else do you know his name?

He... Is he going to have a chance to fall in love? ! !

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In the early morning of the second day, the sky was just bright, and the sound of reading aloud from Yinghua No. 1 High School could be heard.

I heard that Professor Sun took a few interns to read the all-night state and county chronicles, and now he couldn't hold back and fell asleep on the desk.

In this case, Professor Ge is not good at calling the tired Professor Sun to work together.

Bai Chuwei walked out of the dormitory, and saw the other archaeological experts and some apprentices standing in front of the big pit, with cranes and other equipment behind him.

Everyone looked at the refreshing Bai Chuwei, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

This girl is really here on vacation. Professor Emperor Sun and the others fell asleep on the desk when they were so tired, but Bai Chuwei slept like a full sleep.

Bai Chuwei, you might as well go back to your hometown for winter vacation!

Professor Ge was unhappy, his cold eyes passed over Bai Chuwei, and his tone was light: "Arrange the crane and prepare to open the tomb door."

Bai Chuwei frowned: "Oh? Just open the tomb door? You all want to die and don't have to celebrate the Spring Festival this year?"

If Old Man Ge died, how could he feed her live broadcast?

The faces of all the people present are green, and I have never seen someone so owed to speak!

There is no good thing when you open your mouth!