"The contents recorded here may give us some clues..."
Seeing Shen Qiqi's enthusiasm, Lu Qing rolled up his sleeves and joined the "battlefield".
He is not like archivist Li who "turns a deaf ear to the outside world". Not only is he quick and nimble, he also knows how to classify and organize.
He carefully picked up the documents scattered on the ground, gently dusted them off, and then arranged them in chronological order. It was a blessing for someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Shen Qiqi looked at Lu Qing's meticulous movements, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. This man was simply the "perfect boyfriend" that everyone at home must have.
She was staring intently when Lu Qing suddenly stopped what he was doing and gently wiped away the sweat from her forehead.
"Be careful, don't get your face dirty." His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of imperceptible doting.
Shen Qiqi's heart skipped a beat, and a tingling sensation spread from the bottom of her heart and rushed straight to her forehead.
She felt that her cheeks must be as red as ripe apples. She lowered her head in a hurry, not daring to look directly into Lu Qing's tender eyes.
There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, making the surrounding dust turn pink.
She coughed lightly, trying to hide her panic, and deliberately shifted her attention to the booklet in her hand, "Ahem, let's take a look at what's written in this booklet first."
Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi's shy appearance, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
He followed her gaze to the Draft Village History and asked curiously, "Qiqi, what are you going to do? Look for clues directly from here?"
Shen Qiqi nodded, "Instead of asking those old people with vague memories, it is better to start with this information. Maybe we can find some unexpected surprises."
Hearing this, Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi's confident profile, and his heart was filled with even more admiration for her. His Qiqi was indeed not an ordinary woman, her way of thinking was different from others.
Shen Qiqi opened the booklet and began to study it carefully, while Lu Qing silently helped her organize the scattered information and offered some constructive suggestions from time to time. The two of them worked together seamlessly.
Archivist Li was like a transparent person, completely ignored by them. He could only continue to listen to his opera, but his heart felt as uncomfortable as if he was being scratched by a cat.
Shen Qiqi flipped through the "Draft of Village History", which densely recorded some old stories of the village.
She carefully searched for useful information, and suddenly, a name caught her eye. She felt her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an inexplicable premonition came to her mind.
"Lu Qing, look here..." She stretched out her finger and pointed at a spot in the booklet...
Shen Qiqi followed the contents of that page, her fingers sliding gently across the paper, and every word seemed to be magnified and printed in front of her eyes.
Her eyes grew brighter and brighter, her heart beat faster, and she could almost hear the sound of her blood rushing through her veins.
"Lu Qing, look here!" She excitedly pointed to a name in the booklet, "This 'Old Party Secretary Wang San', I heard about him from the old people in the village. He used to be an important figure in the village!" Her words were filled with excitement that was hard to conceal, as if she had discovered a golden treasure.
Seeing this, Lu Qing also moved closer, staring at the name.
He nodded and said softly, "Yes, this Wang San should be the one mentioned in the village history. If we can find him, we may be able to fill in many missing details."
Shen Qiqi suddenly understood. She quickly flipped through the rest of the booklet and gradually pieced together a forgotten section of village history.
There was a gleam of wisdom in her eyes, as if she was digging for a long-forgotten treasure.
From time to time, she looked up and communicated with Lu Qing. The two of them had a tacit understanding, as if they had reached an invisible consensus.
"It's mentioned here that Wang San led the villagers in a large-scale land improvement campaign in the 1960s," Shen Qiqi continued. "This campaign greatly improved the villagers' living conditions, but the specific details have been obscured by the dust of history. If we can find Wang San, perhaps we can restore the full picture of that period of history!"
Lu Qing smiled and patted Shen Qiqi's shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement: "Qiqi, you are really amazing. These clues are like a key to you, which can open a forgotten door."
An indescribable excitement surged in Shen Qiqi's heart. She stood up suddenly and almost wanted to jump up.
"Great! We now have a clear direction! I must find Wang San as soon as possible to learn more details!"
Archivist Li watched this scene from the side, his expression becoming complicated.
As if infected by the couple's passion and determination, he stood up unconsciously. Although he still looked nonchalant, there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.
"You guys... are really good." He said in a muffled voice, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice.
Shen Qiqi had no time to pay attention to Archivist Li. Her eyes were firm and her heart was already burning with fighting spirit.
"Lu Qing, let's go to the senior activity center!" She was almost giving an order to Lu Qing, and her excitement seemed to overturn the entire archive room.
Lu Qing nodded in response, and the two of them quickly organized the documents in their hands and walked towards the door with brisk steps.
Shen Qiqi's heartbeat quickened, and the horn of victory seemed to ring in her ears. She knew that she was getting closer and closer to her goal.
"Wang San, wait for us!" she said softly.
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