The radio on the table made a regular snap and tick noise from time to time, and no matter how the frequency was tuned, only a few words were mixed in with the murmur.

"Grandpa, this is the radio that someone sent you to repair today? I'll come, I'll come!"

Chang Ming rushed forward, picked up a wrench with his little hand, and knocked twice on the shell of the radio.

The radio was quiet for a few seconds, and the noise was louder.

"Hehe, Xiaoming, it's not like that. A calloused hand took the wrench from Chang Ming's hand, looked at the radio, and tapped it lightly twice.

The murmur stopped abruptly, and the sound of clear and cheerful music came out, like a trickling stream, flowing alive through the house.

Xiao Changming's eyes widened, grandpa touched his head, and said with a smile: "Grandpa is not like you knocking, you have to listen carefully before knocking, what is wrong." Whether the capacitor pins are loose, there is too much dust, or there is a bad contact somewhere, the sound is different for each problem. To solve a problem, you must first know what the problem is. ”

Chang Ming's eyes widened: "You can hear it just by listening?"

Grandpa smiled: "Yes, listen to it hundreds of thousands of times, knock it hundreds of thousands of times, and slowly accumulate feelings." ”

The sunlight shone in through the cracks in the window, and the dust in the air was seen tumbling up and down. What is clearer is the grandfather's face, and every wrinkle seems to contain confidence and wisdom.

That is the confidence and wisdom that belongs to an eighth-level technician.

"What kind of worker are you still working now, now young people should go to college and enter a good company!"

"Don't let Xiao Ming play with those things anymore, let him study hard and get into a good university!"

Chang Ming woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes suddenly.

The afterglow of the dream still lingered in his mind, making him a little unconscious.

It's been a long time since I've dreamed of my grandfather, I really miss him......

Speaking of which, it's been ten years since my grandfather died, and I didn't go to his grave for the first two years, so I have to go there this year.

Thinking of the last two sentences in the dream, his mood became a little complicated.

Chang Ming squinted his eyes and yawned, looking at the ceiling.

！！！

Chang Ming's eyes widened instantly!

Wooden beams, thatched roofs, what kind of place is this! This is definitely not his kennel dormitory!

Chang Ming turned over and sat up, looking around.

The scene before he fell asleep gradually came to his mind.

Before he fell into a coma, he was eating noodles in the company's dormitory, and finally bought a pound of beef and made beef noodles by himself.

It was raining heavily, lightning and thunder were roaring, and I was boiling beef in the dormitory, and I felt so happy.

The beef, which had been boiled for two hours, was fragrant and spicy, and just as he was about to enter it, a thunderbolt struck, and he lost consciousness. Before he fell unconscious, he only saw two flashes of light, and a white light flashed in front of him......

Why did you wake up and change places?

He was lying on a farmer's clay kang just now, and there was a light yellow mat on the kang, the quality of the mat was very good, smooth and soft, with a refreshing coolness, and it was a high-end product at a glance.

But unlike the mattress topper, the whole room is very basic.

This is the kind of farmhouse mud house that Chang Ming has seen on TV, the house is made of large bluestone, the cracks between the stones are smoothed with cement to waterproof, and the roof is covered with wooden beams and thatch.

The room was dimly lit, and only the bamboo windows on the side of the wall let in a little bit of daylight, barely illuminating the outline of the furniture in the room. The furniture is very small, most of it is made of bamboo, except for one cabinet there are two chairs.

This is...... A farmer's house?

How did I get here?

A silver light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and Chang Ming reached out and felt something from the side of the pillow, shocked again.

The thing had a slender metal handle that was just held by his hand. One end is bent out to form a bayonet, and next to the bayonet is a bolt that can be rotated, which is exactly a wrench that can be resized. The wrench has obviously been used countless times, and the surface has been rubbed against it with a soft and moist glow.

This wrench Chang Ming is all too familiar, and it was used by my grandfather when he repaired the radio. Later, when his grandfather passed away, he became his grandfather's relic and was accepted by Chang Ming. Grandpa used this wrench for a lifetime, and after Chang Ming got it, he also rubbed it in his hand from time to time, missing his grandfather. Now that he's in this strange place, why did the wrench come with him?

He picked up the wrench and examined it carefully. It has higher precision than ordinary wrenches, and there is a small mechanism at the back that can be unscrewed, and there is a set of screwdrivers inside, from large to small, with a complete range of models.

This was all familiar to Chang Ming, and other than that, he didn't find any problems.

He tightened his grip on the wrench and looked out the window, through which he could see a bamboo forest outside, swaying in the wind and making a rustling sound. Bright laughter and whispers could be heard in the distance, but they were too far away to hear anything clearly.

With a squeak, the wooden door was pushed forward, and a little girl came in with dark eyes. As soon as she met Chang Ming's gaze, the little girl's head shrank back and shouted, "Daddy, the little brother who grew on the bamboo is awake!"

Her voice was crisp and sweet, but her words were gibberish. Can a person grow on a bamboo?

A wall, no, a man walked in. Chang Ming immediately felt that the room was darkened.

This man is two meters tall, extremely burly, with a stubble on his face, and his sudden appearance will definitely scare the child into tears. Even Chang Ming couldn't help but clench the wrench in his hand when he saw him.

The middle-aged strong man said angrily: "Wake up—eat!"

Chang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Where is this?"

The strong man said honestly: "This is Jinzhu Village, yesterday morning when everyone went up the mountain to cut bamboo, they saw you hanging on a tree, so they picked you up and picked you up." You've slept for a day and a night, you must be hungry, eat!"

Jinzhu Village ...... I've never heard of this place.

The little girl also entered the house, timidly followed behind the strong man, poking her head to look at Chang Ming. The clothes worn by the two people, one big and one small, did not look like modern clothes, and there was no button or zipper on the whole body, all of which were tied with cloth buckles and cloth belts.

Chang Ming is also a person who has been baptized by the Internet in the E era, and a thought immediately flashed in his mind-

Did I cross over?

It can't be!!

With a glimmer of hope in his arms, he continued to ask, "What is the place of Jinzhu Village?"

The strong man said: "Jinzhu Village is in the barren forest mountain, I don't know where it is outside the mountain! Only the village chief in our village has ever gone out, oh, by the way, there is also Uncle Ping!"

Chang Ming's head was buzzing, barren forest mountain, another unheard of place name.

Sure enough, it's crossed?

And it seems to be a different world that I haven't heard of?

Chang Ming's mind was in a mess, and he also bragged to others when he was on the Internet, declaring that he would be awesome if he crossed over, but he never thought that he would cross over. How many people can truly accept a new world without the Internet, no toilets, no friends, and completely unrelated to their past lives?

He rolled over, jumped up, pushed the strong man away, and rushed out of the house.

Outside the bedroom was an even darker hall, with several large basins in the corners, which seemed to be soaked in something and emitted a pungent smell.

Chang Ming had no intention of looking, rushed out of the hall, and almost tripped over the towering threshold. He managed to stand on his feet, and a dark figure knee-high rushed towards him.

Although this black shadow is short, its strength is not small, Chang Ming was not completely steady, he was hit by it, and sat on the ground with his butt.

The thing continued to rush forward, but Chang Ming blocked its way, crashed into his arms and threw itself.

Chang Ming picked up the thing and saw that it was a bamboo "puppy", which was very simple. Four bamboo pieces are equivalent to limbs, one long and one short, and two bamboo tubes are equivalent to the body and head. The head and body are wrapped in a piece of fur, and two small red stones are set on the fur, symbolizing the two eyes.

This little bamboo dog is similar to the toys he made himself when he was a child, or even a little rougher, but the point is, this little bamboo dog can move!

Where is the battery?

Chang Ming grabbed the bamboo dog and looked over and over again. The bamboo dog is very light, and you can know by the feeling that it is definitely not a dry battery.

So is it a small lithium battery?

Chang Ming has had a great interest in machinery since he was a child, and he was curious for a while, completely forgetting his environment, and ******** studied this little bamboo dog.

The strong man came out behind Chang Ming, and when he saw Chang Ming being knocked down, he immediately reprimanded him sullenly: "Huzi, Agen, didn't the village chief tell you, don't play with machine dogs in the village! Look, I hit someone!"

The two children said aggrievedly: "We didn't expect it to come out......"

Chang Ming didn't hear them talking, and he didn't find the battery for a long time, and thought: It's not electric, is it clockwork? But I didn't see the bearing gear......

The little bamboo dog is still fluttering in his arms, after all, this toy is very poorly made, Chang Ming has a heavy hand, one hand grasps the dog's head, one hand grasps the dog's body, dumbfounded.

The bamboo dog fell apart in his hand, he didn't mean to break it, but after breaking it, he could see more clearly - there was nothing in the dog's body, whether it was a battery or a clockwork!

Without power, how exactly does it move?

Chang Ming raised his head in confusion, and saw two crumpled little faces opposite. The two children stood side by side in front of him, staring blankly at the bamboo dog in his hand that was split in two, and their mouths slowly opened wide, revealing the two missing front teeth. Immediately afterwards, they cried out loudly, tears streaming down their faces, crying and shouting: "My dog, my dog, was broken by a bad uncle!"

Chang Ming was stunned, looked at the dog in his hand, and then at the child in front of him, and wanted to cry.

"And mine, and mine!"

Chang Ming answered, his index finger and thumb pinched the knife, and sliced a thin piece of bamboo with a steady movement. Sharpen two knives at each end of the bamboo slice to make the bamboo slice slightly twisted.

Immediately afterwards, he cut off a bamboo stick and made two cuts in the middle of the bamboo piece, and the bamboo stick stuck in the middle and closed tightly.

His movements looked casual, but every knife was just right, and there was no superfluous movement.

Chang Ming twisted the bamboo stick twice, and handed the freshly baked bamboo dragonfly to the child's hand.

The child took the bamboo dragonfly and said enviously: "Uncle Strange, your hands are so skillful, maybe you can be a mechanic!"

Chang Ming was stunned, and the child had already run away.

Two children became a dozen, each holding a bamboo dragonfly. As soon as they rubbed their hands, the bamboo dragonfly was released into the sky, spinning leisurely in the sky, flying in the wind, but not falling.

The children laughed and laughed happily, and the laughter floated down the hillside and landed all over the village.

A villager passed by and smiled innocently: "Little brother, your temper is really good, in fact, the babies are making trouble, you don't have to pay attention to it at all!"

Chang Ming accidentally broke the bamboo dog, made the two children cry, coaxed for a long time, and finally had to make a bamboo dragonfly to apologize. After all, the child is forgetful, and when he sees the bamboo dragonfly, he forgets the dog, and now the tears are still hanging on his face, so he raises his head and laughs.

Is your temper good......

Chang Ming remembered his grandfather's words in the past: "You are a stubborn donkey! If you don't mess with you, you can do anything, if you mess with you, you will be kicked over with a hoof!"

In this world, the one who knows and loves himself the most is his grandfather, who has passed away for many years.

Chang Ming smiled wistfully, and looked down the hillside to see the entire village.

Now he was extremely sure that he had indeed crossed over. What he traveled through was a new world completely different from the previous one!

The reason why he was able to confirm this right away was first of all because of the wonderful tools that could be found everywhere in the village.

For example, something is being made in the village and needs to be stirred constantly, so a mechanical arm made of metal is fixed to the wall, and a section of it is bent and repeated in the basin.

On the other side, there were two metal arms, one with a stone on it, and the other with a bamboo wire tied to it, and the two sides were up and down, constantly rubbing against each other.

These were all gadgets, and they weren't enough to surprise Chang Ming so much - although just like the bamboo dog that he had broken, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't tell where the power source was for them to start.

What shocked Chang Ming the most was that not long ago, a huge shadow would pass through the sky, and it was a ship! A large ship about 100 meters long, with a mast and an anchor, and three layers of white sails! The white sails reflected half-light and half-dark colors in the sunlight, like layers of white clouds, quietly, and slowly supporting this huge ship, passing over the village and disappearing into the clouds.

How did such a big ship fly?!What is its power?!

But the villagers are accustomed to saying, "Oh, the organ ferry, it passes by at this time of the day." One shift in the morning, one shift in the evening, very punctual!"

Organ...... Yes, the ship flying through the sky is called the Trap Ferry, and the tools you see in front of you are also called Traps.

In addition, polishing the bamboo silk and stirring the liquid soaked in the bamboo silk is a process of making bamboo silk called "broken gold wire". Jinzhu Village is named after the broken golden bamboo, and the "broken gold wire" carefully concocted from the broken golden bamboo is also one of the materials used to make the machine.

It's another organ. Organ...... What exactly?

The village chief said that the mechanism is a finished product made by a profession called an organ master, and the price is quite expensive. In the village, it is mainly used to cooperate with work, and in the city, the mechanism is applied to all aspects of life, and it is extremely versatile.

For some reason, the vast majority of mechanisms cannot be mass-produced, but are made by hand by mechanics. Therefore, the status of the organ master is extremely high, and everyone wants to become a machine master.

It can be said that this world is a world that belongs to the mechanics!

Handcrafted traps......

Belong to the world of mechanics......

Chang Ming unconsciously rubbed the wrench in his hand, recalling the past in his mind.

Chang Ming's grandfather is an eighth-level mechanic, and he is also the person he admires the most.

Before Chang Ming knew what kind of status the eighth-level technician symbolized, he was already dazzled and amazed by the ability of the eighth-level technician.

Chang Ming's parents have been on business trips to various camps for many years, and he grew up with his grandfather.

Grandpa's amazing craftsmanship, confident look, and respectful eyes when others saw Grandpa, gradually set a goal in Chang Ming's heart-

When I grow up, I want to be a worker, an amazing grade 8 mechanic!

With such a goal in mind, Chang Ming has been carrying out all kinds of training according to his grandfather's arrangement since he was a child.

When other children were running wildly all over the mountains, Chang Ming used various tools such as frustration knives, wrenches, and measuring tapes to train basic skills. In this way, he became a "freak" in the eyes of his classmates, never fit in, never played with everyone, and was a "wood maniac"!

At all times, he would hold a small piece of wood, and carve and grind it over and over again, and he would not see anything he carved.

He thought that he would go on like this for the rest of his life, until one day, he would become a person like his grandfather. As a result, an incident happened in the third year of junior high school that completely changed his life.

One day in the third year of junior high school, Chang Ming came home from school. It was when the spring was fine, and the sun was shining warmly on his body, which made Chang Ming's mood very good.

He clutched the award certificate in his hand tightly - this was handed out today, he won the championship in the city's junior high school robot competition! Thinking of the efforts that his grandfather had made with him before the competition, he couldn't wait to tell his grandfather the news as soon as possible.

Walking to the door, a fierce quarrel came from inside the door. Chang Ming shook his head and quietly hid behind the door.

No, that's not a quarrel, it's just a one-sided scolding. Chang Ming's mother accused his grandfather of not letting Chang Ming play these things all the time, delaying his studies.

Grandpa said angrily: "You are also a worker's daughter, these are the basic skills of a worker! Everyone should know how to do it!"

Mom said, "Dad, your idea is outdated! What kind of worker are you now, now young people should go to college and enter a good company!"

Grandpa said: "Nonsense, we are still a developing country, and industry is the top priority. How can there be no need for workers? Listen to me, Xiao Ming just wants to be a worker, to be a good worker!"

Mom said impatiently, "Dad, I can't tell you! Anyway, listen to me, I'm, and I won't hurt him." Don't let Xiao Ming play with those things anymore, let him study hard and get into a good university!"

Chang Ming hid in the corner and saw his grandfather's side face. He is still arguing with reason, but his eyes are no longer as confident and determined as before, but full of deep helplessness.

Chang Ming discovered for the first time that his grandfather was old, and his face was full of furrows and traces of time.

Chang Ming quietly walked out of the door, sat on the cement platform outside the building, and looked at the sky.

As the sun sets, the blood-red light spreads over the courtyard. Only then did Chang Ming find that the houses and courtyard walls of this state-owned factory were already a little dilapidated, showing some traces of decay.

After that, grandpa really let go and let Chang Ming's mother take full charge of his studies.

Mom didn't let Chang Ming touch the tools anymore, and detained him next to the desk every day, in addition to studying or studying. Chang Ming's brain is not bad, but his foundation is too poor, and in the end he was only admitted to an ordinary high school, and three years later he went to a pheasant university.

He always had a small dream in his heart, and no matter how busy he was with his studies, he never gave up his practice for a day.

When I grow up, I can do whatever I want, right?

But by the time he graduated from college, senior mechanics had indeed become a popular profession again, but the era of precision CNC machine tools and cheap assembly line production was everywhere, and the era of old-fashioned craftsmen had long passed......

Grandpa, did you bring me into this world?

What do you want to tell me?

Children run around on the hillside, and small bamboo dragonflies flutter around in the wind and flutter in the air with their cheerful laughter.

The sky was incomparably blue, without a trace of white clouds, and it was as bright as a huge gem.

On the mountain road, sturdy villagers carry thick bamboo poles, shout trumpets, and walk down step by step with slow and steady steps.

The bamboo poles and bamboo leaves are all emerald green with a little gold vein, which is extremely beautiful. This is the broken golden bamboo, which is all over the mountains behind the village.

The sun shone on the broken golden bamboo, and the golden ripples dazzled Chang Ming's eyes.

His eyes stinged, and memories flooded back, full of the past where his grandfather had taught him the craft of training.

In the end, the fragments of those memories slowly disappeared, and Chang Ming's gaze returned to the simple and magical mechanisms in the village—

Grandpa, is this my world?

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