Tongtian Bamboo Repair

Chapter 1 Transmigration and Rebirth
"Brother, this is the bamboo I gave you. Mom said this is purple bamboo. I hope my brother can grow up and get better quickly like the little bamboo."

The five-year-old sister placed a small pot of bamboo plant beside Zhang Miao's hospital bed. She looked at Zhang Miao with her big eyes and said seriously.

Zhang Miao touched her sister's little head distressedly, showed a smile and said, "Okay, brother will grow up with Zhuzi and get better together."

When his parents heard this, they couldn't help but show a trace of sadness on their faces, but they quickly concealed it, and then said to their sister: "Okay, Nannan, brother needs to rest, let's go back first."

The younger sister said goodbye to Zhang Miao with some reluctance before leaving the ward with her parents.

Looking at their leaving figures, Zhang Miao sighed in her heart.

He was sick, very sick.It's ALS.In the year of the college entrance examination, he was diagnosed with ALS, and his health deteriorated day by day.After reviewing the information, he urged his parents to have a second child.

He is cured, but he wants a younger brother or sister to stay with his parents.

With the birth of my younger sister, the family atmosphere has improved a lot, and my parents no longer get up in the middle of the night to secretly wipe their tears.

Now his sister is five years old, and Zhang Miao's health is deteriorating rapidly. Doctors say he may not survive this year.

"Damn it, I really want to go outside for a walk." Zhang Miao thought again unwillingly as she looked at the blue sky outside the window.He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Soon after, doctors rushed in and began to perform final resuscitation on him.And his life, like the purple bamboo next to him, quickly withered and died...
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In the Bamboo Sea of ​​Southern China, in an unknown small village.A baby cried, making the young man waiting outside the house look happy.Then, Po Wen came out and smiled at the young man: "Nephew Zhang, congratulations, you are a boy!"

The young man's face was overjoyed and he quickly said to Po Wen: "Thank you, Third Aunt. Thank you, Third Aunt. Can I go in and see Xiu'er?"

Po Wen nodded and said, "I used Fu Shui. As long as there is no wind, there should be no problem."

When Zhang Xing heard this, he rushed into the room immediately and saw his wife holding a child and smiling.

Zhang Xing's face flushed with excitement and his voice trembled: "This is my first child! I finally have a baby!"

The swaddled baby reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at the two unfamiliar faces in front of him, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
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What can a three-year-old do?
In a previous life, the three-year-old baby went to kindergarten, which was the time to make a fuss.But here, the three-year-old baby can already follow his parents to the fields.

Three-year-old Zhang Miao is currently working in the bamboo forest with her parents.Of course, he was young and insignificant. He just held a small water ladle, scooped out water from a bucket and poured it into the roots of each bamboo plant.

Zhang Miao irrigated the bamboo roots with ladles of water. His parents looked back at him from time to time, and then said with a smile: "Miaomiao, take a rest when you are tired. Don't work too hard."

Zhang Miao replied, "It's okay, I can still do it." As he said that, he poured another gourd of water on the bamboo roots.

As the ladle of water was poured, a green light suddenly floated out from the bamboo roots and disappeared into Zhang Miao's body.Zhang Miao felt happy and quickly concentrated on thinking, and her thoughts entered a strange space in her body.Here, there is a thin and weak bamboo that is emitting a faint light.Bamboo is very small, with only one section.And when that green light point entered the body, it was absorbed by the bamboo, and it seemed to grow a little taller...

This bamboo is the bamboo that followed Zhang Miao through time. It is very similar to the purple bamboo that his sister gave him.

Every day, after Zhang Miao watered the bamboo, Zhang Miao would get a little green light, which would then be absorbed by the bamboo.These days, the bamboo has not changed much, but Zhang Miao knows that this must be beneficial.

Because this is something that traveled through time with him, how can this be ordinary?
It has been three years since Zhang Miao came to this world, and Zhang Miao has gradually learned about it.This is a world of practitioners.Every year, a monk comes here to test school-age children.

People in the village said that this was testing the 'spiritual roots'.If the child has spiritual roots, he will be taken to Qingzhumen by this monk to practice and become a noble monk.Every time he mentioned this, the people in the village looked envious, as if they were extremely envious of this monk's status.

Zhang Miao also observed the selection of monks twice, but unfortunately, neither of the school-age children in the village found anyone with spiritual roots, so naturally no one was selected.The villagers were very sorry, but it seemed like this was a normal thing.Because there are very few people with spiritual roots.

According to the information Zhang Miao overheard, the last person selected in the village was a girl ten years ago.If someone in the family is chosen, the family will receive a large amount of rewards from the Green Bamboo Gate.

People without spiritual roots will get married when they are sixteen or seventeen years old, and then start having children.The same is true for Zhang Miao's family today. His mother is also pregnant this year and is preparing to increase the population.

The more people there are, the more likely it is that practitioners will be born.And more people also means more labor.

People in the village make a living by planting bamboo.The bamboo rice produced by green bamboo is everyone's staple food. At the same time, people also raise bamboo rats for meat.This vast sea of ​​bamboo is an inexhaustible treasure house of resources, supporting everyone to have more children.

After working in the bamboo forest for a long time, the farm work is over.The workload is really not that big, so I have a lot of time to give birth to children.

After returning home, Zhang Miao started cooking.Wash the bamboo rice, put the bamboo rice and water into a bamboo tube, and put it on the fire. In less than half an hour, tubes of delicious bamboo tube rice will be ready.Cut a piece of air-dried bamboo rat meat and stir-fry dried bamboo shoots, stir-fry a wild vegetable, and make a pot of bamboo egg soup. A simple and delicious lunch is ready.

Bamboo rice is the fruit of bamboo. Eating it regularly has the benefits of "increasing strength and nourishing the body".Therefore, the people here are very strong and healthy, and rarely get sick.So Zhang Miao was only three years old, and he could work in the fields.The kids here are made to be tough.

After lunch, my mother went to rest.Father Zhang can also do some bamboo weaving work. These bamboo weaving utensils can be sold. I heard that they are sold to far away places through Qingzhumen.

As for Zhang Miao, a child, he wandered around when he was full, and gained a simple understanding of the world by listening to other people's chats.

Although he is a reborn time traveler, he is still too young after all and can do too little.His range of activities is only so wide, and he can only quietly wait for himself to grow.

　The new book sets sail and takes off!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)