if relics could talk

Coming out of the museum, Tao Le's mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

Qin Yi also remained silent, and the two of them even forgot to take out the camera that they put away at Mrs. Xin Zhui's place just now.

After a while, Qin Yi asked, "Mrs. Xin Zhui...was it like this when it was unearthed?"

Qin Yi really didn't know much about this area, he came in a hurry and didn't have time to check the information.

So Tao Le explained to him: "Ms. Xin Zhui has been asleep for more than 2000 years. When she was unearthed, her appearance was very complete, and her whole body was soft and elastic. But at that time, the conditions were limited and there was no such awareness of protection. After contact with the air, it became what it is now."

"Pity."

"When I saw her just now, I was thinking, what a beautiful girl she was back then."

It's a pity that although Qin Yi didn't do any information before, he listened to a little explanation after arriving at the scene, and he quickly corrected him: "Mrs. Xin Zhui should have been 50 years old when she passed away."

"But her story didn't start after her death," Tao Le refuted him with a smile, "When she was young, she was also the precious daughter of the family, and before she got married, she must have been an innocent and bright girl. "

Judging from the burial objects in Mrs. Xin Zhui's tomb, she is indeed a person with great taste in life, and the things she uses have extremely high artistic aesthetics.

"You're going to write her story?"

Qin Yi is not stupid, he thinks about it and knows that just now Tao Le lingered in front of the plain yarn single clothes for so long, most of the cultural relics he chose were plain yarn single clothes.

It is impossible to write the story of plain yarn and single clothes without avoiding its owner, Mrs. Xin Zhui.

"I have this idea, but I didn't really understand Mrs. Xin Zhui's life before. Although it is said that the life of ancient people is fabricated now, there is still an essential difference between reasonable fabrication and random fabrication."

"Based on what I know about you, you may start to embarrass yourself again."

Although Qin Yi hasn't known Tao Le for too long, he has worked on projects together, so he still has some understanding of her work style.

"Is it barely enough to be your partner?"

"Now I am learning from you," Qin Yi chuckled, "It seems that you have to stay here for a while, Teacher Jiang really guessed right."

Teacher Jiang?

"My grandfather?"

"Your father was very worried when you came out alone, and Mr. Jiang, who was nagging, was also worried, so he came to me."

After Tao Le arrived in Changsha, he reported to his family in the group that he was safe. At that time, Tao Le behaved quite normally.

And what surprised her the most was, when did Jiang Zhaohe have such a good relationship with Qin Yi?
"My grandfather is looking for you? How did he find you?"

"I went to 'Prosthetic Hands for Others' a few times after that," Qin Yi smiled, "I wanted to take pictures of cultural relics more to practice my hands, but it's not very good to take pictures in museums, so I brazenly troubled Mr. Jiang. "

Since Jiang Zhaohe retired, he must not have been this happy for a long time.

"My grandfather must be very happy that you went to him. The wooden utensils he made, except for himself, only you tried to communicate with them."

Qin Yi said: "Actually, I am trying to accept their communication with me. Teacher Jiang has been helping me."

"I haven't found a suitable opportunity to tell you, but I actually know..."

Tao Le couldn't go on talking, so Qin Yi took over and said, "I know you know, your father was there the day I went for the interview."

He is a smart man, he can know a lot of things after thinking about it, there is no need to say everything.

"You are already very good in the field of photography, but in the field of cultural relics restoration, they have been experts for decades. It is normal to have high requirements. Don't be discouraged."

"Don't be discouraged. The cultural relics I photographed have no light, but I will find that light."

Qin Yi said so, and he did so, so before Tao Le didn't know, he had already become friends with Jiang Zhaohe.

"You can do it for sure!"

Tao Le remembered again while talking: "You said just now that my grandpa's guess is absolutely right, what did he guess?"

"Guess you won't go back after two days," Qin Yi smiled, "He's sure that if you don't have inspiration, you'll wait until you have an idea before going back. If you have inspiration, you'll probably stay and continue to make materials Prepare."

The old man has no plans.

Tao Le said: "When I was young, my mother always went out to perform. When my father was busy, grandpa worried that he would delay work because he had to take care of me, so he took me by his side, so I grew up with my grandpa."

"You and Teacher Jiang must have a good relationship."

"Actually, regardless of this at work, I am like my parents, and my parents are like grandpa. We are all the same."

After Tao Le finished speaking, he immediately added another sentence: "You are also such a person, so I...Grandpa likes you."

Qin Yi stopped on purpose and looked at her seriously, but after Tao Le finished saying that sentence, he felt a little embarrassed, so he rushed forward sullenly, and hurriedly found other topics to bring that sentence over while rushing: "By the way, can you eat spicy food? Changsha has a lot of delicious food, but it's just a little spicy."

"There are very few spicy foods in foreign countries, and I really haven't eaten much." Qin Yi quickly followed, "But you can try it."

"I feel that their pots here are all marinated, and the slightly spicy ones are extremely spicy. If you order something that is not spicy, you are embarrassing them."

"Have you tried it, do you think it is acceptable?"

"Senior sister invited me to eat it once. It's very spicy, but it's very tasty. It's delicious. If you can't stand it, you can wash it in water."

"Then go and try..."

Tao Le kept rushing forward with some embarrassment, but a car drove up without warning, and Qin Yi immediately stretched out his hand to pull her back.

This pull made Tao Le fall into Qin Yi's arms unexpectedly, and hit his forehead on the SLR camera hanging on his chest.

"Are you okay?" Qin Yi asked.

Tao Le touched his camera in a panic: "I didn't damage your camera, did I?"

"How are you!" Qin Yi's tone was a little serious this time, he grabbed Tao Le's arm with both hands, and checked her up and down, "Where did you hit me, do you want to talk!"

Tao Le was not injured, but she was frightened by Qin Yi like this.

"I'm fine..." she whispered, "I just bumped into your camera. Since I was a child, my grandfather said that I have a hard forehead, so I was worried about whether I bumped your camera..."

Qin Yi's tense nerves still did not relax, and he was also afraid that he would scare Tao Le, so he tried his best to suppress his emotions, and finally said firmly: "Talent is the most important thing, everything else is external."

"I'm really fine..."

Qin Yi reached out and touched Tao Le's forehead, and she immediately "hissed -".

"Still stubborn? Go, I'll take you to check."