Chapter 3

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Zhao Xinyu's expression changed. He had studied traditional Chinese medicine with his grandfather for over ten years and rarely had to worry about common illnesses.

However, after that incident, his hands were severely affected by the injuries. If it weren't for the green soil in the space, he might still be lying in the hospital. He didn't dare to treat the old man himself.

Moreover, he had no medical instruments, and the old man was in critical condition due to excessive drinking. He didn't dare to take any risks.

Taking out his cheap phone, Zhao Xinyu immediately dialed 120....

Unfortunately, despite the doctors' best efforts, the old man passed away due to the long delay in treatment.

The old man was a solitary elderly person. Although the village helped, it still cost Zhao Xinyu all the money he had saved, about 3,000 yuan.

After handling the old man's affairs, Zhao Xinyu felt helpless. Since leaving school, he had been living here. Now that the old man had passed away, he didn't know where to go next.

Just as Zhao Xinyu was packing his things to leave, the old village chief, Han Tianliang, who had helped with the funeral, entered the room.

"Xinyu, what are you doing...?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled bitterly and looked at the gray-haired Han Tianliang. "Grandpa Han, Grandpa Xu has passed away. He should have relatives. If I don't leave now, will I wait for them to come and kick me out?"

Han Tianliang shook his head with a bitter smile. "Old Xu had no relatives. If he did, they wouldn't have let you spend money on the funeral. This is the will Old Xu left a few days ago. The courtyard will belong to you. Old Xu had a wish: if you have descendants in the future, he hopes you will take them to his grave and burn some paper for him."

Leaving the will, Han Tianliang shook his head and left. Looking at the will, Zhao Xinyu felt warmth for the first time since leaving the village.

After coming to Pengcheng, to earn a living and pay for his younger brother Zhao Xin Xing's tuition, he had been picking up waste and delivering food for the past five years.

Grandpa Xu often let him stay here when it was too late. Over the years, he had sold the waste he collected here.

Because Grandpa Xu was not mobile, he often stayed to help, and over time, they developed a bond.

Now, before passing away, Grandpa Xu had left a will, giving him the courtyard. This made Zhao Xinyu truly feel the warmth of human kindness.

Feeling a soreness in his injured left leg, Zhao Xinyu looked out the window and saw that it was foggy outside.

"It's raining again," Zhao Xinyu sighed, calculating the time and shaking his head. He couldn't help but smile bitterly; it would be the New Year in half a month.

Looking at the empty room, Zhao Xinyu had a thought. He remembered the green space he had. Since he had the space, he had been using the green soil to heal his injuries, but he hadn't thought of anything else.

With the New Year approaching and only a few hundred yuan left, he couldn't even afford a decent New Year. This made him think of the space.

Deciding to act, Zhao Xinyu left the scrap yard in the rain, which didn't even have a gate.

Not far from the scrap yard was a store selling seeds and flowers. Since it was close to the New Year, there were few customers, and a middle-aged woman was dozing off behind the counter.

As the door opened, the woman looked up and saw a masked, limping man enter. She was puzzled.

The store was not far from the scrap yard, and Zhao Xinyu had been a regular there for years. Although the woman didn't know his name, she knew he lived at the scrap yard.

A limping man who picked up waste and delivered food was now in her store, and she couldn't figure out why he was there.

"Do you have tomato, cucumber... seeds?" Zhao Xinyu listed seven or eight types of vegetable seeds.

"We do, but they are old seeds with no guaranteed germination rate."

"Give me one bag of each."

Leaving the store, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and went to a hardware store to buy a spade and two small buckets.

As he limped back to the scrap yard, a whimpering sound made him stop.

Looking around, he saw a small, moving object under a trash can.

It was a young black puppy, almost dead from the cold rain.

Seeing the dark sky, Zhao Xinyu sighed and picked up the puppy, placing it in a bucket.

Back in the simple room, Zhao Xinyu closed the curtains, locked the door, and left the bucket outside. He took the spade and entered the space, wanting to test a theory that had been on his mind for months.

Having often helped his grandfather plant vegetables in the yard when he was young, Zhao Xinyu was familiar with planting.

He divided the 300-square-meter space evenly and planted the seven types of vegetable seeds he had bought.

Looking at the empty space in the middle, Zhao Xinyu picked up the spade. The next moment, he paused, feeling the spade touch something hard.

Putting down the spade, he squatted and dug with his hands. After a few digs, he saw a large green rock.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, not expecting to find a rock in the space. However, he was surprised to see water droplets continuously forming and sliding off the green rock, and the soil around it was damp.

Thinking of the green soil's healing properties, Zhao Xinyu took off his clothes and smeared the green, mud-like soil on his injured areas.

While waiting for the soil to dry, Zhao Xinyu's stomach growled. He sighed and left the space.

Because of the rain, the simple room was cold without any heating. Zhao Xinyu cooked a small pot of porridge, heated a few steamed buns, and picked some pickles.

As he was eating, he heard the puppy whimpering in the bucket.

Putting down his bun, Zhao Xinyu made some rice soup and, once it cooled, fed some to the puppy. He didn't know if the puppy would survive until the next day.

After dinner, Zhao Xinyu got into the damp bed and quickly fell asleep, perhaps because of the planting in the space.

After some time, the cold woke him up. Checking his cheap phone, he turned on the light and saw the puppy shivering on the floor.

It was still alive. Zhao Xinyu got out of bed, picked up the puppy, and lay down again. However, the damp bed and the cold room made it hard for him to sleep.

In the end, Zhao Xinyu took the puppy into the space. Upon entering, he was stunned.

The space, which was originally 300 square meters, had expanded to about one mu (about 667 square meters). The green rock that was buried in the soil was now exposed, and the pit he had dug was filled with clear water.

What surprised him most was the green sprouts appearing in the green soil. The vegetables he had planted the day before had already sprouted.

"This...," Zhao Xinyu looked at the green sprouts, completely stunned. What kind of space was this, where vegetables could sprout and grow in just a few hours?

As he was surprised, the puppy in his arms struggled. He put it down, and the puppy wobbled to the small water pit, dipping its head to drink the water.

The water pit was only about ten centimeters deep, so Zhao Xinyu wasn't worried about the puppy. He walked around the space, and with each step, his surprise grew. The seeds he had planted the day before had all sprouted, with no missing plants.

Returning to the water pit, he saw the puppy sleeping soundly. Looking at the green sprouts in the space, scenes from movies and TV shows flashed through his mind, and he felt a surge of excitement.

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