Coming in with them were the Lin Guohua brothers.

"Dad, Yingchun said you have something to do with us?"

Without waiting for others to speak, Lin Qi couldn't wait to ask.

Lin Zhongqian looked at the three sons and two daughters-in-law who came in with his granddaughter, nodded slightly, and motioned for them to come around.

"Sister, come, you guys take out all the clothes your mother used to use inside."

Seeing that everyone was around, Lin Zhongqian immediately ordered the girls to take action.

Lin Yiyi and the others didn't talk nonsense, and immediately started to carefully take out the things inside one by one.

That action, that demeanor, as if treating the most delicate skin, for fear that the action would be too big and destroy such a good thing.

When Lin Qi saw it, he hurriedly went over to help, but was severely stopped by Lin Zhongqian: "Don't touch those things with your hand." ”

As he spoke, the old man looked at Mu Xiancong and Chen Lianfen's two daughters-in-law and said, "How many of you can come over to help." ”

The two of them smiled and nodded, helping to put the things they had taken out into the time bed.

"Dad, why don't you let me do it?"

Lin Qi saw that several sisters, sisters-in-law and eldest niece were busy, and looked at the old man puzzled, "Isn't it faster when there are more people?" ”

Lin Zhongqian gave him a warning look, too lazy to explain to the little son.

Because at this moment, with the concerted efforts of the sisters, the exquisite costumes in the box were quickly carefully placed on the time bed.

At this moment, the large carved box was empty, and the children all looked at the old man suspiciously.

Lin Yiyi also stepped back, gave up a place, and waited for the old man to uncover today's mystery.

The old man didn't speak, he stepped forward, looked at the bottom of the box, took a deep breath, and then reached in.

Lin Yiyi's divine sense locked on the old man's hand, and he found that his father's big index finger was gently pressed on a corner of the bottom of the carved box.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the bottom of the box, which was already empty, was lifted little by little.

The sisters and their niece Lin Yingchun widened their eyes in shock, looked at the scene in front of them, and swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

Lin Yiyi didn't expect that the front of the old carved box in her parents' room would have something else.

She remembered that in her previous life, when she was young, although she often went into her father's room, she also saw this box and knew that it was a relic left by her mother.

But it never occurred to me to open it and look at it.

Several older brothers and sisters also felt that since it was a relic of the mother, in addition to the father, the son should not be moved.

Therefore, after his father passed away due to acute myocardial infarction, this box, together with his father's bookcase, was made as a funeral gift for his parents.

In this life, because he changed his father's physical condition and gave him the opportunity to live a long life, the whole family saw such a scene.

As the wooden plank at the bottom of the original box was slowly lifted, Lin Zhongqian withdrew his hand and waited patiently.

It wasn't until the plank was fully erected on one side of the chest that I couldn't see what was going on underneath.

I saw that below was a small space about ten centimeters high, and there was an embroidery frame inside, as well as some neatly arranged papers and some silk embroidery samples.

The paper is full of beautiful handwriting.

Sister Lin Yiyi stared at those things without blinking, waiting for her father to introduce them to her.

The old man's rough hands trembled slightly, and he gently stroked the embroidery frame, his eyes slightly reddened.

Seeing this, the sisters did not dare to disturb the old man silently, but waited silently for him to finish his remembrance before talking about the main point.