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

He Miao breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little worried that the little guy was wary and afraid that she was a bad person, but she could understand even if he was really wary.

But to be trusted by Ya Ya so wholeheartedly feels indescribably good.

She turned and greeted Chen Lei, took the handle of the stroller from his hand, and gently held Ya Ya's little hand with her other hand.

Ya Ya clutched the small bag in her hand, her little crossbody bag lying flat against her body, following He Miao step by step.

He Miao's home is indeed not far, only a few minutes' walk away, in the Biyuan residential area next to the night market.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the residential area, Ya Ya froze, her eyes wide open and her little mouth agape in a round "O" shape.

The first thing you see is a large, arched European-style gate, wider than all four houses in their village combined. The gate and pillars are decorated with various elegant carvings. Two guards stand on either side of the gate, dressed in black and wearing flat hats.

Could this be an official from this area?

Or are they celestial soldiers guarding the palace of the fairy sister?

My goodness, Sister Hemiao is truly a fairy, she really lives in a grand palace!

He Miao led the dumbfounded Ya Ya through the small archway on the left side of the main arch. Ya Ya saw He Miao take out a small card and gently lean it against a silver pillar. With a soft "beep", the two small transparent doors in the middle of the silver pillar slowly opened to the sides, leaving a passage for people to pass through.

A particularly long iron pole runs across the large archway in the very center. A four-wheeled iron monster occasionally goes in and out of it, and the iron pole is lifted up out of thin air without anyone supporting it.

They're all magical techniques!

That's amazing!

Like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, Ya Ya tilted her little head back, opened her mouth, and looked left and right, as if she couldn't take it all in.

The delicate pink peach blossoms in the neighborhood have just started to bloom, and the smooth lawn is showing a hint of green.

This is the time for post-dinner strolls, and many residents come out to walk their dogs after finishing their meals. Short-legged Corgis waddle across the lawn, and there are also snow-white Samoyeds with fluffy fur, almost as big as Ya Ya.

"Wow..." Ya Ya couldn't help but exclaim softly.

Why does that little yellow dog look like a small stool, with a short body and short legs?

And that white one, what kind of mythical beast is that? Is it a big fox?

After passing two large lawns, the two entered a unit door.

He Miao led Ya Ya to a silver door, next to which was a number flashing red: 21.

Ya Ya saw that Sister He Miao raised her hand and pressed on the wall. The red number started to jump and change on its own. When it jumped to 1, the silver door in front of her "hummed" and slowly opened from the middle to both sides.

"Come on, Ya Ya, be careful."

He Miao led Ya Ya inside, bringing the stroller with her. The two stood facing the door, and He Miao pressed a number among a bunch of buttons on the right. The door slowly closed.

Ya Ya looked around the small, square, and clean space. There was a large mirror behind her, which clearly reflected the shock on her face.

Before Ya Ya could ask what the square box was, it suddenly shook slightly and began to rise.

A feeling of weightlessness, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, surged up. Ya Ya let out a small "Ah!" and leaned closer to He Miao.

The ground beneath my feet was moving!

He Miao immediately put her arm around Ya Ya's shoulder. Seeing her somewhat panicked expression, she softened her voice and gently comforted her:

"Don't be afraid, Ya Ya, don't be scared, this is called an elevator."

"My sister lives on a very high floor, one floor after another. It takes a long time to climb the stairs, and it's very tiring. With this elevator, we just press a button and it takes us up by itself, which is very convenient."

Ya Ya nestled in He Miao's arms, secretly examining the "iron box" that moved on its own, feeling both scared and amazed.

"bite--"

Another undulating sensation came, the elevator shook slightly and came to a stop, and the doors opened.

He Miao led Ya Ya straight to the door of her house next door, which was right next to the elevator.

Ya Ya couldn't help but turn around, and the red number on the wall had changed to 29.

She actually entered this huge stone house that seemed to have no top!

Opposite the elevator is the emergency exit. A window is slightly ajar, and you can see the faint lights of the buildings across the street.

It's so high! Ya Ya can see the top of the stone house from the window.

No wonder she always thought that Sister Hemiao was a fairy descended from heaven. Even the iron box that carried them up the mountain was identified by Ya Ya as a magical treasure of the immortals, just like the Hun Tian Ling that Taiyi Zhenren gave to Nezha in Grandpa Fang's story, which could carry people to the sky.

While she was lost in thought, He Miao had already reached out and opened the door to her home.

A light, delicate fragrance wafted over, just like the fragrance on Sister Hemiao.

The room wasn't filled with mud bricks or the same large stone floor as outside. Instead, it was all covered in warm, light wood, and the tables, chairs, cabinets, and shelves were all neatly arranged and clean.

The walls weren't like those on their side; they were just like the shopkeeper's shop, snow-white. On the large white wall to the right, there was a huge black frame hanging, which was still lit up.

There are still so many people living inside!

Ya Ya's eyes widened in surprise. The fairy sister had raised so many little soldiers at home!

She watched as various tiny figures moved and talked within the black frame, dressed somewhat like their own short-sleeved shirts. There were also shops and houses inside, as if another small town had been enclosed within it. They were incredibly lifelike.

What kind of magical treasure is this, capable of containing the entire population of a town, along with the town itself, inside?

To the left of the house was another small room, in the middle of which was a white table with black stone patterns, and on the tabletop were several fresh flowers in full bloom in a transparent glass vase.

There were many other objects around her that she couldn't name, but the most eye-catching was a white tatami mat with fine velvet on it, which looked like a cloud, with a black frame.

This must be very comfortable to sit on.

"Ya Ya, come sit down." He Miao's family didn't have children's slippers. Ya Ya's feet were too small, so she didn't need to change her shoes. She led Ya Ya to the white, fluffy, cloud-like couch and gently pressed Ya Ya's shoulders to make her sit down.

Then he stuffed a pink, round-eared kitten-shaped pillow into her arms.

She then picked up a small black rectangle from the low round table in front of her and pressed it a few times against the black frame on the wall.