Chapter 3 Qin Family Archives

The old man's words made everyone present overjoyed. To be honest, if he can keep his job, who is willing to leave this? All day is to sort out the files, clean up, and eat the imperial grain. Besides, most of the people sitting are middle-aged people who are close to retirement. People are willing to leave their jobs and seek another career.

"Come on, why did the vitality come?" At this moment, people's laziness has the upper hand. There is no need to think about this. After looking at Qin Zhong's eight characters, the old ghost's attitude has changed. That vitality must have something to do with Qin Zhong, so most people's views on Qin Zhong immediately changed.

The old man wiped his mouth and shook his head frequently: "Hey, it's useless for you to be happy. Some secrets can't be leaked. In short, we have vitality. As long as Qin Zhong is from our museum, there are still someone who can stay here to continue to work, but I can't, and you, you..."

The old ghost pointed to five people in one breath, almost all of whom were old, leaving only Uncle Fang, Qin Zhong, and a young man with high myopic eyes.

"Old man, what are you talking about? You have to piss us off. After talking about life for a long time, it has nothing to do with us old guys. It's useless for you to say it. Everyone is complaining about the old ghost.

The old ghost said solemnly, "Believe it or not, I don't know what will happen in the future, but only three of them can stay here, and curator Fang has to make way."

"Gang up?" Uncle Fang blinked and wanted to give up his seat. Anyway, the old ghost's words may not be accurate. He knew that he was very accurate when he usually showed others the Dong's parent Li family. He didn't see such a big event, but nothing big happened in the archives. This may be the first time, and it can also be fatal, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, the old man's words still say that he can stay here.

The old ghost nodded: "I won't talk about it. I don't know the rest, and I don't want to know. Anyway, I will go back and retreat for a year. If anything happens, I can see it in three days."

The old ghost was the first to retreat from the conference room, left the archives, and left in a hurry. The rest shook their heads, scolded the old ghost, and said that they wanted to take the initiative to go home.

Qin Zhong looked at the young man with more than a dozen rounds of lenses and asked, "Big teeth, aren't you leaving?"

What are you going to? Staying for a day is a day, and the two of us are about the same age here. On the day of the real disintegration, I will invite you to have dinner with the curator, which is also a thank you for taking care of me for so many years.

After listening to Daya's words, Uncle Fang was very moved. He sighed, "Oh, they are all old colleagues who have been together for decades. They just dispersed like this. That's all. I'll go and clean it up. Don't believe the old ghost's words, don't care about him! It's rare that it's okay, Xiao Zhong. Let me show you the file of your old Qin family. This file has been sealed for so long that no one has opened it.

"Hey, well, I also want to know the family history of my family. Grandpa hasn't seen it. Dad died early. It's good to know more about it."

Daya was fine and stayed in the conference room to clean up. Uncle Fang took Qin Zhong to a small house on the corner. This room was not seen by Qin Zhong here for a few months and had been opened at all. On the third floor of this door, even Uncle Fang had the key by himself. He really didn't know the end of this door. If you put something, it will be protected like this.

Qin Zhong threw down the files in his hand and followed Uncle Fang with his pockets in his pockets. When he arrived at the door, Uncle Fang took down a bunch of keys from his waist and handed them to Qin Zhong: "Here, these are the keys to all the doors in this building. These three are the doors opened. Now I will give them all to you. , there are only your old Qin's things in this room, so I won't get in with it.

Qin Zhong was very surprised. He sent himself here and gave him all the keys. Is he really leaving? He didn't ask much, but looked at Uncle Fang with some unaccustomed eyes and looked down at the keys that opened the three doors.

The keys to open these three doors are easy to recognize. They are all lion keys, but the shapes are different, and the locks used are absolutely different.

Qin Zhong took a lot of effort to open these three doors. As soon as he opened the door, a dampness gushed out. He covered his mouth and nose and slapped them with his hand. The tide seemed to have some rotten book smell.

At this time, the big tooth hurried over and said, "Oh, Xiao Qin, this is the forbidden place in our museum. Ha ha, it's really trendy. This is for you. You go in and clean it up. I'll go first. I'll go on a blind date in the afternoon, and I won't be here with you."

"I'm more than 30 years old, and I'm still on a blind date?"

"Hey, don't mention it. Isn't it all because of my eyes? Let's not talk about it. I'll go first." The big teeth showed the two proud canine teeth. Usually, he spoke without smiling, but only with familiar people could show a smiling face, revealing his big teeth that seemed to be vampires.

Qin Zhong looked at the big tooth that left in a hurry. Uncle Fang and himself were left in the whole file management. He didn't know what Uncle Fang was busy with. Anyway, he must have looked at the Qin family's files.

After he entered the room, all the items in the room were neat except for dust, and there were few things in the room, which looked like an office. When Qin Zhong saw a few words written in red oil on an iron sign on the table, he confirmed his guess.

"Curator's Office!"

Qin Zhong suddenly realized that this was the original office of his grandfather and father. No one came here after his death. He cleaned it up so much. It seems that someone cleaned it up later, but looking at the dust, it should have been cleaned up for more than five years. In the middle of the table, there was a notebook next to it. A photo frame, the photo inside looks very similar to Qin Zhong himself.

"I took a photo with my son in the Forbidden City." These little words are written on the photo. In Qin Zhong's mind, he recognized his father when he was young, but Grandpa, he saw it in the photo for the first time.

He turned his head and looked at the bookcase near the corner, which displayed a variety of books, most of which were history and natural geography. These were not surprising to Qin Zhong, because he graduated from history, and only one of the magazines called Mystery attracted his attention.

This set of magazines is wrapped in brown paper, and the age is written on it. Because it is a monthly magazine, 12 books are bound into one volume every year. Each volume is quite well kept, and the year is written on it, who sealed the book, the name is Grandpa, and only the two volumes in the back are sealed by Qin Zhong's father.

Qin Zhong unconsciously evoked a strong sense of ancestor feelings. He opened the window, picked up a tablecloth in the corner of the table, dusted it, dusted it, and wiped everything that could be wiped in the room. When he wiped the notebook in the middle of the table, Qin Zhong casually looked at it a few times. They all write about the past of Qin Zhong's father, which also mentions the joy of Qin Zhong after his death.

After reading this note, Qin Zhong opened the drawer and put the notes in the drawer in the middle of the desk. However, when he looked carefully into the drawer, he found that there was a small box in the drawer in the middle, which seemed to be the kind of brocade box used in ancient times.

Qin Zhong slowly took out the brocade box, removed the dust from it, and then opened the plug on the top of the brocade box and saw three different coins in the brocade box. One was the first year of Kangde, the other was three years old, and the other was Chongning Tongbao, and there was a seemingly antique next to it. Knife.

"Ha ha, it seems that the ancestors still like to collect ancient coins." He said to himself and found that there was a linear oil paper book under the three coins, with only two words notes written on the cover. Qin Zhong looked curiously, but the more he looked at this note, the more wrong it was. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like the file of the Qin family. On the contrary, it was like a special note of his grandfather, as if he was investigating the Manchurian calendar. Those strange things that history has encountered over the years.

Qin Zhong's expression stopped on the middle pages of the note. His expression became solemn and he unconsciously sat on the chair that his grandfather had done.