Grandpa said softly, "There's another underground floor in the last row of buildings. Only a few of us old guys know about it."
He took the flashlight from Lin Qingqing's hand, turned it on, and led the way into the room.
Lin Qingqing immediately followed behind.
After walking up a dozen steps, you will reach the underground.
There was obviously no electricity underground, and it was pitch black. We could only use a flashlight to explore the surroundings.
"Here is all the property I've saved in my life. I said before that I would give it to you. From now on, this is yours. It's up to you whether you want to pass it on to other members of the Song family or leave it to your own children." Grandpa Song said.
It turns out that the division just now was just the surface, this is the big part.
No, it's all the Song family's.
Lin Qingqing's eyes had adapted to the darkness, and with the help of the flashlight spreading outward, she could see clearly that this was a very large room.
The area is about the same as the Song family's small Western-style building, more than 100 square meters, or even larger.
There are antique shelves on the four walls of the secret room, and on the shelves are various vases, plates, jade items and other antiques.
It's packed full.
On the ground were countless boxes of various sizes, stacked layer upon layer.
The outer layer of the box is waterproof, and the things inside must be quite valuable.
The entire secret room was filled with things, leaving only a very narrow path for people to walk.
Sure enough, families with deep roots like the Song family would plan for their descendants, leaving behind huge wealth to prevent the family from withering away.
Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.
China will be in a peaceful era for the next few hundred years, and she must go shopping in the antique shops when she has time.
Buy more antiques and put them in the space to leave for future generations.
Antiques are like cabbages nowadays, and you can buy all kinds of good things for just a few dozen or a few hundred yuan.
Last time, I took away an unknown amount of antiques from the Minister of Investigation, but who would complain about having too much money?
Speaking of those antiques, she hasn't had time to take a good look at them yet. She will sort them out and record them in a book when she has time.
Grandpa put the flashlight on a shelf, put his hands behind his back and said with emotion:
"I've been collecting things for ages. A dozen or so years ago, when things were not peaceful, I bought all these things privately. They've never been seen in public. Your grandmother is the only one in the family who knows about this secret room."
"Qingqing, come here."
Grandpa took out a thick notebook from a small box.
He opened it, took a look at it, and handed it to Lin Qingqing.
"This is where I keep a record of everything I bought. I remember exactly when I bought it, from whom, and how much it cost. I can save you from people saying later that these things came from unknown sources."
Although these two people have passed the limelight and these things can be seen by others, it is better not to show off one's wealth. It is better for the head of the family to know about it.
Lin Qingqing took the notebook and opened it to take a look.
Line by line in the notebook records the time of purchase, the person involved, and even the place of purchase.
The notes are all from grandpa.
The depth varies, and you can see that it is a little bit wrinkled.
She flipped to the back and found the latest purchase record was from last month.
It seems that grandpa is still expanding.
"I won't come here again. I'll give you the key. You can take everything with you or stay here. It's up to you."
He handed the key to the ancient genealogy to Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing didn't answer and asked, "Grandpa, you gave me so many things. If I can't take good care of them..."
Before she finished speaking, Grandpa shook his head.
"I will leave the Song family to you from now on. I am very relieved."
A simple sentence carries a thousand trusts.
Lin Qingqing looked at the old man steadily.
After a while, she took the key.
囗囗 nodded: "Then I will live up to your trust."
From then on, she was indeed the one who went the furthest from the Song family.
The old man has a far-sighted vision and has chosen her as his successor. She has nothing to be shy about.
She believes she has this ability.
I will not let the old man down.
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