[Recite the Situ website silently three times. Do you remember it? If you don’t remember, I’ll ask again in the next chapter. It’s best to share it on Facebook for me] Zhao Xinyu's expression changed. He had studied traditional Chinese medicine with his grandfather for more than ten years, and he would hardly consider common illnesses. However, after that incident, his hand was greatly affected due to the injury. If it were not for the effect of the cyan soil in the space, he might still be lying in the hospital now. He would not dare to treat the old man at all. What's more, he didn't have any equipment in his hands. The old man had problems with drinking and was already on the verge of death. He didn't dare. Taking out the cheap mobile phone, Zhao Xinyu immediately dialed 120. . . . . . Unfortunately, despite the doctors' efforts, the old man still passed away because of too long a delay. The old man was a lonely old man. Although he had help from the village, he still spent all the three thousand yuan that Zhao Xinyu had saved during this period. After taking care of the old man's affairs, Zhao Xinyu looked helpless. He had been boarding here since he left campus. Now that the old man passed away, he really didn't know where to go next. Just when Zhao Xinyu was packing his things and about to leave, the old village chief Han Tianliang, who was helping take care of the old man's funeral, opened the door and walked in. "Xinyu, what are you...?"
Zhao Xinyu smiled bitterly and glanced at the gray-haired Han Tianliang, "Grandpa Han, Grandpa Xu has left. Grandpa Xu should have relatives. If I don't leave now, how can I wait for others to come and drive me away?" Han Tianliang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What kind of relatives does Lao Xu have? If he has relatives, I don't want you to spend money to deal with the funeral. This is the will that Lao Xu left a few days ago. This yard will belong to you from now on, Lao Xu had a wish before his death. If you have a descendant in the future, I hope you can take your child to the grave and burn a few more pieces of paper for him." After leaving the will, Han Tianliang shook his head and left. Looking at the will, Zhao Xinyu felt the warmth of the world for the first time after leaving the village. As early as after coming to Pengcheng, in order to earn his own living expenses and pay for his younger brother Zhao Xinxing's tuition, he had been picking up scraps in addition to delivering food for the past five years. Grandpa Xu saw him as pitiful, and would often stay here if it was too late. The scraps he picked up over the years were sold here. Because Grandpa Xu had difficulty moving, he often stayed to help, and over time the two of them developed a certain relationship. Before the old man passed away, he had made a will and left this yard of more than ten acres to himself, which made Zhao Xinyu really feel the warmth. In the midst of emotion, Zhao Xinyu felt a sense of soreness in his injured left leg. He raised his eyes and looked out the window and saw that the outside had become foggy. "It's raining again." Zhao Xinyu sighed, did some math and shook his head. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It will be another Chinese New Year in half a month. Looking at the empty room, Zhao Xinyu's heart moved. He thought of the cyan space. Ever since he owned that space, he had been using the cyan soil in the space to heal his wounds. He really hadn't thought about anything else. The Chinese New Year is about to come now. Thinking that he only has a few hundred yuan left on hand and can't even live through the New Year, he then thinks of that space. Thinking of doing it, Zhao Xinyu left this waste collection station in the rain, which didn't even have a gate. Not far from the scrap collection station, there is a store that specializes in selling seeds and expenses. Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, there are not many customers at the end of the day. A middle-aged woman is sitting behind the counter and dozing. As the door rang, the middle-aged woman looked up at the door, and a lame man wearing a mask walked in. There was a trace of doubt in the middle-aged woman's eyes for a moment. The store is not far from the scrap collection station. Zhao Xinyu has been in and out of the scrap collection station for several years, so although the middle-aged woman does not know Zhao Xinyu's name, she knows that he lives in the scrap collection station. A lame man who picked up scraps and delivered takeaways was now here. She couldn't figure out the purpose of his visit. "Are there any tomatoes, cucumbers... seeds?" Zhao Xinyu said a series of seven or eight kinds of vegetable seeds. "Yes, but they are all old seeds and the germination rate is not guaranteed." “Get me a bag of each.”
After leaving the store, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath, then went to a local product store and bought a shovel and two small buckets. When he was about to walk back to the scrap collection station with lame legs, a whimper made him stop involuntarily. After looking around for a few times, he saw a small squirming thing under a trash can. It was a little black dog that had not been born long. Being soaked in the cold rain, the little black dog was already dying. Looking at the darkened sky, Zhao Xinyu sighed, reached out and picked up the little black dog and put it into the bucket. Back in the simple room, Zhao Xinyu closed the curtains, locked the door, left the keg outside, and entered the space with a shovel. He wanted to test a suspicion that had been brewing for months. When he was young, he often planted vegetables in the yard with his grandfather, so Zhao Xinyu was no stranger to planting. He divided the space of more than 300 square meters evenly and planted the seven types of vegetables he purchased. Looking at the few square meters of space in the middle, Zhao Xinyu picked up the shovel. The next moment he was slightly stunned. He felt that the shovel touched something hard. Putting down the shovel, he squatted down and dug with his hands. After just a few clicks, he saw a huge blue rock. Zhao Xinyu shook his head. He didn't expect there to be rocks in such a space, but then his eyes showed surprise. He saw water droplets condensing and sliding down on the blue rocks, and there were water stains in the pits around the rocks. Thinking about the efficacy of the cyan mud in space, Zhao Xinyu simply took off his clothes and applied the cyan mud that almost turned into mud on his injured area. While waiting for the soil to fall off, Zhao Xinyu's stomach made an unsatisfactory sound, and he left the space with a slight sigh. Because of the rain, the simple room without any heating equipment was a bit cold. Shipley cooked a small pot of porridge, heated some steamed buns, and stuffed some pickles. While he was nibbling steamed buns and eating pickles, the whimpering sound of the little black dog came from the keg. Zhao Xinyu put down the steamed buns in his hands and made some rice soup. When the rice soup became cold, he fed some to the little black dog. He didn't know if the little black dog could survive until tomorrow. After dinner, Zhao Xinyu got into the damp bed, maybe growing vegetables in the space, and Zhao Xinyu soon fell asleep. I don't know how long it took, but the coldness made Zhao Xinyu wake up. He took a cheap mobile phone and took a look. Zhao Xinyu turned on the light and saw the trembling little puppy on the ground. He was still alive. Zhao Xinyu got out of bed, held the little guy in his arms, and lay down again. However, the damp quilt and the cold simple room made it difficult for Zhao Xinyu to fall asleep. In the end, Zhao Xinyu simply entered the space with the little puppy in his arms. When he entered the space, Zhao Xinyu was stunned. He saw that the area of the space was no longer three or four hundred square meters, but had become about an acre. The cyan rock that was originally buried under the soil was also exposed, and the pit he dug was now filled with people. Clear water. What surprised him most was that there were touches of green in the green soil, and the vegetables planted yesterday had already appeared. "This..." Zhao Xinyu looked at the dots of green and was completely stunned. What kind of space was this? How could the vegetables grown yesterday sprout and grow within a few hours. When he was surprised, the little puppy in his arms suddenly struggled. Zhao Xinyu put him on the ground. The puppy staggered to the small puddle, put its little head into the small puddle and drank the water inside. . The small puddle was only more than ten centimeters deep. Zhao Xinyu was not worried that something might happen to the little puppy, so he just turned around in the space a few times. Every time he went to an area, he was more surprised in his eyes. Logically speaking, after planting and storing for a long time, the germination rate would decrease, but he saw that all the vegetables planted yesterday had sprouted, and there was no shortage of seedlings. Phenomenon. Returning to the small puddle again, Shipley saw the little puppy lying down and sleeping soundly. He turned to look at the dots of green in the space. Some plots from movies and TV series flashed in his mind. Suddenly excited.
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