The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

Ya Ya, Grandma Liu, and Xing Hua were sitting around a round table. A solar-powered clip-on lamp was clipped to the ceiling frame above their heads, casting a soft, warm yellow light that added a touch of warmth to the quiet courtyard.

On the round table was an unopened cardboard box, and on the ground next to the table were two large cardboard boxes that had been opened, with the lids turned outwards, revealing the dark iron frames inside.

"Little Fairy Ya Ya, Aunt Liu, the sewing machine has arrived? Oh my, I can finally see what this thing looks like! Chun Tao said that this thing can sew itself by stepping on the pedal. I have to think carefully about this rare thing!" Xiong Bo ran into the yard, rubbing his hands together.

"We only opened the box. We saw that there were many loose parts inside, so we didn't dare to take them out. We were afraid of bumping them or getting the order wrong, which would make it difficult to assemble later," Ji Chuntao, who followed in from behind, explained, pointing to the box.

"It's alright, Chuan girl, come and lend a hand. Let's take the things out, and put the instruction manual away first." Xiong Bo and Qiao Chuan bent down and carefully carried the items out of the box one by one. Before long, Fang Tiesheng, Doctor Chen, and the village chief also arrived.

Ya Ya was a little surprised to see so many people in the yard. Wow, so many people were still awake tonight!

"Grandpa Chen, why aren't you all going to sleep?"

Dr. Chen rubbed Ya Ya's little head, took out a pill wrapped in paper from his pocket, and said with a smile, "I gave the whole village medicine to kill the bugs earlier. I heard that this medicine can take effect in an hour. Grandpa should pay attention to the health of the villagers and be careful that no one has a severe reaction after taking the medicine."

And Grandpa wants to wait for Nannan to come back so he can give her the medicine too.

Ya Ya frowned as she looked at the tiny pill, feeling a bit resistant. She worried that if she took it, worms would come out of her poop; what if worms suddenly appeared in her bed while she was sleeping?

The little guy suddenly shook his body, as if trying to shake the horrific image out of his mind.

If you don't take the medicine, the worms will steal the delicious food you've worked so hard to eat from inside your stomach.

"Everyone ate, even Xiao Shuanzi ate some." Doctor Chen looked at Ya Ya with a smile, without urging her.

Ya Ya flipped her little hand and took out her little yellow duck cup, which still had half a cup of warm water inside. Her younger brothers had all eaten, so how could she, as the older sister, be afraid?

"Grandpa Chen, give it to me!"

Dr. Chen placed the pill into Ya Ya's small palm: "You didn't eat anything at the shop earlier, did you? Put this pill in your mouth, then drink a sip of water and swallow it with the water. Don't chew it, it will taste bitter."

"Bitter? Grandpa Chen, you ate it?"

"Hmm, it's not bitter if you don't chew it. Remember to drink plenty of water, and you'll swallow it all at once." Dr. Chen recalled how he took the medicine back then, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

People take medicine in various ways, some chewing honey pills, others swallowing small pills with warm water. These pills from the celestial realm are hard and strangely shaped. A physician must be able to identify the medicine and its taste.

He harbored a certain curiosity. Even though he knew the prescription said to swallow the pill whole with warm water, the whole village, young and old, had to take it, so he had to find out the details of the pill.

Firstly, they wanted to taste the medicine to distinguish its cold or hot properties.

Secondly, I wanted to examine the internal texture to see if the hard pill could dissolve in the stomach and whether it could be crushed for a child to take, lest someone choke on it and cause trouble.

He put the pill in his mouth and gently crushed it with his teeth.

A sharp, bitter taste shot straight into my throat, unlike the bitterness of ordinary herbs, and my mouth and tongue instantly felt numb and uncomfortable.

Dr. Chen was startled and quickly gulped down a mouthful of warm water to suppress the strong medicinal aroma. It took him a long time to recover from the discomfort.

No wonder the instructions for this medicine repeatedly state that it should not be chewed. If the medicine is chewed, the medicinal properties will rush into the esophagus, which can easily cause nausea and vomiting. It must be swallowed whole and allowed to slowly dissolve in the stomach to take effect.

"Grandma, you've eaten too?" Ya Ya looked around, then fixed her gaze on Grandma Liu. "Does your stomach hurt?"

Grandma Liu smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt. You won't feel anything while eating it. Just gulp it down a couple of times and it'll be fine. Don't be afraid, little girl."

"I'm not afraid!"

Ya Ya turned her head, slapped the pills in her palm into her mouth, sucked on the straw and quickly drank a big gulp of water. She tilted her head back and puffed out her cheeks, trying to get the pills down her throat.

After a couple of swallows, the pill finally went down.

After swallowing the medicine, Ya Ya subconsciously straightened her back, opened her round eyes, and waited for everyone's reaction.

Ji Chuntao looked at the little one, whose face practically screamed "Praise me!" and gently clapped her hands in praise: "Oh my, our little girl is so amazing! She took her medicine so decisively, so brave!"

As soon as the applause rang out, the others snapped out of their daze and joined in with their praise.

Hearing the constant praise, Ya Ya's lips curled up more and more, and her back straightened more and more, almost as if she was about to stand up from her chair and do a 360-degree bow in the yard to take her final bow.

One by one, Xiong Bo and Qiao Chuan carried the parts onto the table.

The heavy cast iron base, sewing machine head, foot pedal assembly, drive belt, presser foot, needle, and various screws and accessories were packed in small plastic bags, along with a large paper instruction manual.

The paper was printed with exploded diagrams of the machine.

Qiao Chuan didn't know many words, and just looking at the diagrams made his scalp tingle. He could only help out by moving things around, occasionally touching the cold machine and fiddling with the large iron wheels.

Xiong Bo picked up the instruction manual and read it line by line by the light. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he pulled Fang Tiesheng over to help him figure it out.

After reading through the instruction manual, Xiong Bo turned to compare it with a pile of cast iron parts on the table.

"Hiss—linkage transmission, the pedal is pressed to drive the belt, which in turn drives the machine head. I have made similar mechanisms before, but this is the first time I have seen such an intricate iron contraption."

"Chuan girl, lend a hand, let's install this cast iron treadmill frame first."

Fang Tiesheng, the village chief, Doctor Chen, Ji Chuntao and others craned their necks to watch. Ya Ya squeezed into the gaps in the crowd, no longer in a hurry to sleep or feeling sleepy, and watched with great interest.

"This wooden plank is the table?" The village chief pointed to the large plank with a square hole in the middle. "What's the hole for?"

"The blueprints show that the machine head can be folded up and hidden in the groove of the wooden board. When the cover is closed, it looks just like an ordinary wooden table. When you need to use it, you can flip it out and turn it into a machine for making clothes and sewing cloth." Qiao Chuan pointed to the schematic diagram on the blueprints.

"Wow, it can be used like this?"

Xiong Bo picked up the wrench that was given to him and began sorting the screws. Following the hole positions on the blueprint, he first assembled the iron frame of the foot pedal.

The metal parts clanged and clattered.

"This thing looks complicated, but fortunately the blueprints are clear. It's just that the parts are small and fragmented. Be careful not to install them backwards. If they are misaligned, the pedal will not start the engine. Also, this thing is divided into three parts: the engine head, the wooden platform, and the foot pedal iron frame. They cannot be assembled directly. You have to assemble the bottom frame first."

Xiong Bo squatted on the ground, first aligning the two cast iron side frames, then inserting the foot pedal shaft into the hole of the bracket, and finally assembling the connecting rod and flywheel into place.

The flywheel was a heavy, round iron disc. After it was installed, he reached out and gave it a nudge. The disc spun around smoothly without any jamming.

Fang Tiesheng, holding the instruction manual and wearing his reading glasses, asked, "Brother Xiong, have you installed the gaskets? It says here that the gaskets can't be missing, otherwise the frame will wobble."

"It's all set up, don't worry." Xiong Bo straightened up and wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead.

Ya Ya squatted on the ground, imitating Uncle Bear as she pried at the big round plate. This plate looked even smoother than the wheels of a tricycle!