"Don't worry, Lin Qiushan always only takes valuable things, and the body is not moved. This is also the rule for these unlicensed tomb robbers!"
Yusuo felt slightly relieved.
"And this time Xiaoye is going to help you move out the bones. Then you can ask her to take away Xia Yuhe's bones. Hey, nowadays, people are digging into the ground. No matter where you were buried, the feng shui
How good it is, now it will just be a hard cement floor!" Hong Gu shook her head and sighed, "If it weren't for the old monster guarding me, I would have been dug out and lost in that corner."
When Xunye changed his clothes and came down, he saw Yusuo listening to Honggu's nagging with tears in his eyes.
"Xiaoye, your feet don't hurt anymore?" Hong Gu asked.
"Well, it's much better." Xunye took some noodles into his mouth.
Hong Gu asked again: "What about your aunt? Do you want to prepare an extra pair of pants for you?"
"..." Xun Ye rolled his eyes, "No, I just change my sanitary napkins frequently. Today is the third day."
"Oh, then come back early."
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In Antique Street, familiar archaeological experts have been waiting there, and the owner of the museum who accepted the donation came in person. After Xunye signed the notarized document, he opened the door and let the museum people go in to take inventory and take photos, and then moved everything away.
Something of value.
The museum owner watched the employees coming in and out. The things in their hands were either heavy or delicate. He was so happy that his eyes narrowed into thin slits, and he kept bowing to Xun Ye and thanking them.
"You don't need to thank me, I will act in accordance with the deceased's last wish." Xun Ye said, "If you want to thank me, thank the real donor, Lin Qiushan."
"Yes, yes, in this way, I will ask the state to be responsible for the funeral expenses, and all the employees of our museum will also attend." The owner of the museum assured, patting his chest.
"It's best to publish it in a newspaper. Write Lin Qiushan's name clearly. I'll burn it for him later." Xun Ye said seriously.
"Uh...Okay!" After a moment of hesitation, the owner nodded in agreement.
After spending half a day, Lin Qiushan finally moved away the cultural relics that he had robbed over the years. Xiao Youzi also contacted the funeral parlor, and the funeral was scheduled for the afternoon of the next day.
The director of the museum was so efficient that he published it in the evening newspaper that night, with pictures and text. Not only did it occupy the entire appendix of the second page, but Lin Qiushan's name was also printed on the front page.
"Tsk tsk tsk, old man Lin is satisfied now. Even if he is not famous forever, he is famous all over the country." Hong Gu sighed while holding the newspaper.
Xun Ye was cutting paper flowers in front of his desk, "Old man Lin has accumulated a lot of wealth for so many years."
"By the way, when will Little Yuzi move in?"
"He went back and packed his things and came here. He should be here soon." As Xun Ye was talking, there was a knock on the door from outside. "Look, Cao Cao will be here soon."
But there were only a few knocks on the door, and then there was the sound of the door being opened outside.
Xun Ye and Hong Gu looked at each other.
"It seems that your 'ink' is here." Hong Gu curled her lips.
Xunye stared at the door of the house, his heart beating faster and faster.
"Xiao Ye?" Morpheus stood by the door and knocked. This time he did not open the door himself, but waited for a response from the room.
After gathering his composure, Xunye ignored Hong Gu's teasing eyes and walked to open the door. He poked his head out and asked, "What's the matter?"
Morpheus looked at the crack in the door, which was just big enough for Xunye to stick his head out, and asked with a wry smile: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Xunye looked at the sky and said, "It's getting dark and the road is not easy to walk. If you have anything to say, just say it and leave quickly."