"Thank you." Yi Xiaomai and Mo Ping'an nodded.
In the dark night, there was a brightly lit place where Yi Xiaomai and Mo Ping'an were carefully checking the correspondence files.
Zhang Xuemei looked at the lights in the room, sighed, and said, "No wonder he achieved success at such a young age. It turns out he must have put in more effort than the average person."
"Well, go back and tell your younger brothers and sisters to study hard." Guan Jing turned over when he heard that.
inside the house,
Yi Xiaomai lowered her head and wrote down the organized context.
Mo Ping'an helped to organize it.
Many files were locked in a box. Mo Ping'an took them out one by one and arranged them according to categories.
As I was sorting the books, I suddenly saw a separate booklet.
It says the Duheishan Mine Record.
Mo Ping'an called Yi Xiaomai over, and the two heads came together to look.
In the spring, I was ordered to come here to check whether the existence of mineral veins in Duhei Mountain was true.
After searching for three months, Guan Jing and I found an entrance.
We found it and ordered people to find a way to open it. The workers dug for half a year and finally dug out the first basket of ore. We were more excited than anyone else.
It's spring again, Guan Jing fell ill, and I am the only one working hard.
I followed the dug-out tunnel and kept searching, and found that there was still a lot of mine left and it had not been mined out.
There seemed to be something different in the mine, but I couldn't tell what it was.
Mo Ping'an kept reading, and saw that there was nothing left at the back, only a few marks on the paper that seemed to have been punctured by something.
Yi Xiaomai noticed that the entire booklet had a little bloodstain, but it was already very old.
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