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

Seeing that the two were alright, Fang Tiesheng slapped Zhao Hu hard in a huff.

"Why are you so reckless? I already told you that electricity is dangerous, you can't touch it carelessly, and you have to wear gloves. You're already rushing to do it before I've even finished speaking!"

Zhao Hu blushed and gave an awkward laugh. He hadn't been paying attention; he was only focused on getting the wires connected. He almost thought he was a genius in this field, and he got really excited.

Gou Ya squatted down, looked at the loose threads at both ends of the board, and carefully reached out to touch one of them, but there was no reaction.

"Don't touch it, be careful!" Xinghua warned worriedly from the side.

Gou Ya smiled at Xinghua, withdrew her hand, and her gaze fell on another thread. Combining this with what Grandpa Fang had said earlier about circuits and wiring, she looked up and tentatively asked:

"Grandpa Fang, can electricity be understood as an invisible flow of water or air? If you only touch one end of the wire, the circuit is blocked, so it's not a big problem. But if you touch both hands at the same time, the current travels along our bodies to the other end of the wire, which forms the loop you just mentioned, and the energy begins to flow."

So that's why Brother Zhao got caught? The village chief was touching Brother Zhao, and since his body didn't touch the wire, did it form a loop with the ground beneath our feet? That's why we both got electrocuted?

Xinghua stared at Gouya in shock.

Fang Tiesheng's mouth was slightly open.

Is Gou Ya a natural talent for studying this stuff?! He himself didn't understand it, but Gou Ya's explanation made things much clearer for him.

He clapped his hands suddenly, pulled Gou Ya over, and said, "Come on, girl, let's discuss what you're talking about. The video is here, take a look."

The village chief, who had been lying on the ground unnoticed, recovered and vigorously rubbed his still numb face before rolling over to join in.

Even if he couldn't understand it at all, he had to grit his teeth and listen.

This object is extremely dangerous and must be understood thoroughly. Otherwise, if it is used without proper knowledge, the villagers will be confused and such incidents will surely occur again.

Xinghua and Doctor Chen exchanged a glance; it seemed this was no longer their concern.

"Brother Fang, shall I go back to reading?"

"I...I'll go weave shoes. We still have an order for 500 pairs to finish," Xinghua said hesitantly.

Fang Tiesheng didn't even turn his head: "Go, go, go... hurry up."

……

"Brother Xiong, I see they all call you Chief Craftsman. What kind of craftsman are you? Or is your name Chief Craftsman?" Fang Daniu leaned against the wall of the pit and poked the person huddled in the corner.

Several people and two horses were missing from the camp, seemingly having gone out to continue searching for something.

"Carpenter? Bricklayer? Don't tell me you're a blacksmith? Look at your skinny arms and legs." Da Niu's gaze fell on the man's hands, which were covered in scars. If he wasn't mistaken, they seemed to be mostly burns.

"Could he be a kiln worker? Someone who makes porcelain? What would they do with a kiln worker?" Da Niu muttered in a low voice.

The man ignored him, but that didn't stop Da Niu from rambling on and on.

"Do you know what's in these mountains? Is it some kind of gold and silver treasure? These people look quite wealthy. If there really is some treasure, do you think if I lead them to find it, could I get a minor official position too, ding-dong?"

Da Niu gazed at the dense branches above his head, his eyes filled with longing.

"If we actually find it, I might live a little longer, but you will surely die."

Unable to bear this naive, ignorant, and noisy "fellow inmate" any longer, Xiong Bo spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

Fang Daniu's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "You finally spoke! I knew my Brother Xiong wasn't mute."

He then leaned closer and pressed, "So, they really came here to search for treasure? By the way, do you know where these people come from? Are they from the Northwest, or the Jiangnan or Jincheng area? Or...someone from higher up?"

Da Niu pointed to the sky.

Upon hearing this, Xiong Bo shut his mouth again, refusing to respond no matter how Da Niu tried to banter.

Goodness, this kid looks young and honest, but he's got quite a few tricks up his sleeve. You can't be careful and he'll get all the information out of you.

But some things are better left unknown. This kid is still young, about the same age as my son. If I can find an opportunity, I should help him out.

……

"Tiger, hasn't Da Niu come back yet?" Ji Chuntao called out to Zhao Hu, who was passing by, while guarding a large bowl of food that was keeping warm on the stove.

"Huh? No, not yet," Zhao Hu stammered.

Ji Chuntao frowned: "Aren't you going up the mountain to check on Da Niu? What if he gets lost? Has something happened to him?"

Grandma Wang overheard their conversation and slowly walked over, lowering her voice: "Did you run into a herd of wild boars or... a pack of wolves in the mountains? This afternoon, Uncle Li wouldn't let anyone go into the mountains, so we couldn't get any wild vegetables or snails. When Nannan got there tonight, there was nothing to sell."

My daughter was just asking me why no one was washing the wild vegetables in the village today.

Zhao Hu's eyes flickered; how was he supposed to answer that?

"Alas, to be honest, we did encounter a herd of beasts. Da Niu is guarding the trap on the mountain and can't leave. Chun Tao, this food is for Da Niu, right? I'll have Hu Zi take it to him in a bit." The village chief's voice came from behind Zhao Hu.

"Yes, yes, I'll go deliver it to Da Niu right away."

Ji Chuntao and Grandma Wang looked at the village chief and his companion.

They still felt something was off, but since the village chief had said so, they didn't dare ask any more questions and just nodded silently.

Not far away, Ya Ya, who was squatting on the ground with Xiao Shuanzi playing a game of building a hut for Nezha, glanced over in this direction.

As dusk settled, Gou Ya and Fang Tiesheng were still watching the video explanation on their phones over and over again in the backyard.

"This cross symbol should be the positive terminal, and the horizontal line is the negative terminal. The blue line corresponds to this interface..." Gou Ya wore thick insulated gloves, her eyes fixed on the large, dark space below the inverter control unit.

There is a row of silver screws in the black grid at the bottom of the machine. Each screw corresponds to an interface, and there are two thick holes in the middle, which should be for connecting the thick main cable.

But how should I respond...?

She still didn't know what the two small green squares at the bottom were for, how to connect the small white squares, or where to connect these thin lines.

Fang Tiesheng rubbed his blurry eyes. He couldn't turn on the lights at night and had to rely on the dim light from his phone screen for illumination, which made his eyes dry and sore.

"We'll do it tomorrow. You can't see clearly now. Go and rest, girl. Don't ruin your eyes."

Gou Ya nodded silently.

When the two reached the front yard, Ya Ya was holding onto the empty stroller, ready to go over.