In the mountains and forests after the rain, the wet air is mixed with the fragrance of soil, and occasionally the chirping of birds sounds, as clear as the crystal water droplets on the surrounding grass leaves.

A little boy about six years old was walking alone in the mountains and forests, following the traces of birds.

Although he is still small, he obviously often plays here and still jumps on the rugged mountain roads.

Today he ran very far because the bird with beautiful feathers kept chirping happily. He approached it and flew to the next tree to stay, as if he was deliberately teasing him.

So the little boy followed the birds all the way deep into the mountains and forests.

The grass leaves with rain wet his trouser legs, and the colorful small figure in front of him flashed and disappeared among the lush grass and trees.

The little boy carefully touched in that direction, but he didn't want to step on the empty side, and his body suddenly fell downwards!

Fortunately, there were enough plants and vines below. The little boy came to the valley below safely with their support.

He had never been here before, and he could not help but look around curiously, his eyes fixed on the roof of a small house deep in the valley.

There are people in this place?

The little boy walked forward curiously and found that there were many messy materials piled around the hut, probably mostly metal, and there was a "big dog" sitting in front of the door.

He was startled, but after careful observation, he found that the big dog was motionless and could see clearly when he got closer. It seemed like it was just a statue made of iron.

The little boy leaned over and the big dog suddenly barked, which made him retreat repeatedly.

"What's the name of the ghost? Is the parts broken again? It's early in the morning, I haven't slept enough yet!" With the complaining sound, the door of the cottage opened with a "creaking".

An old man with a little beard and wearing black-framed glasses walked out. He saw the little boy and was shocked and said, "My turtle. turtle! Where did you little cub come from?"

"I... I ran here by accident while chasing the bird." The little boy took two steps back timidly, "If you disturb you, I will leave now."

"Let's go? Do you know how to leave this valley?" The old man smiled disdainfully.

The little boy suddenly showed a look of dismay. He looked around. After all, it was his first time here, so he really didn't know where the exit was.

"Don't you know?" the old man laughed, "Since God has arranged for you to come here, don't leave in such a hurry. Come and help me, and I will send you home afterwards."

"What are you doing?" The little boy slowly relaxed when he saw the old man so talkative and laughing.

"Actually, it's just a little thing, it's very interesting. Come on." The old man asked him to enter the house, and the little boy followed him in.

"Wow, what are these things? So magical!" The little boy's voice was full of surprise.

"Don't touch it randomly, you can't afford to compensate if you break this."

"What is this?"

"Don't ask so much, little kid."

In this way, the little boy helped the old man do some weird things, such as removing parts of unknown objects, placing some bottles and jars, or handing them over as instructed.

The old man was very serious, while busy and muttering notes.

After about two hours of busy work, the old man finally closed the notebook.

"Huh, thank you very much for your help today!" The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Sure enough, it's much more convenient to have a little assistant."

"Let's go, I'll take you back." The old man put on waterproof boots and opened the door.

"Grandpa, can I come and help again in the future?" the little boy walked out of the room behind him and asked.

"What? You little guy is quite helpful." The old man glanced at him, "I'm very fun here?"

"It's very interesting." The little boy blinked his big eyes and asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing here alone?"

"I just like the quiet atmosphere here. As for what I'm doing... that's not something that little kids can understand." The old man led the little boy through the lush grass and trees, changing the topic, "By the way, how did you come here?"

"I just saw a beautiful bird by chance, so I chased it and then accidentally fell into the valley." The little boy looked around with some regrets when he spoke, but unfortunately he could no longer find the bird.

"What are you chasing someone's bird?" the old man said disdainfully: "This is not an entertainment activity that boys should like."

"I don't like chasing birds... I just want to bring back a nice-looking one for my sister as a gift." The little boy explained hurriedly.

"You have a sister, you can't tell that you are so old and you can make your sister happy." The old man said again: "But the reason why birds look cute is because they can fly freely. If they lose the ability to soar, no matter how beautiful the feathers are, they will lose their souls. Do you think this is the reason?"

The little boy tilted his head: "Well, although I don't understand it, it seems that this is the reason."

"So, if you really want to give a bird as a gift, why not consider making one yourself?" The old man laughed and said, "You have also seen the robot dog at my door? You can also be a robot bird with your own hands, which can fly and sing, that's great."

The little boy's eyes suddenly lit up: "Can I really make such a gift?"

"Of course! I will teach you, I will teach you a lesson!" The old man took a lot of money.

"Okay! Then grandpa must teach me when he has time~"

While talking, the two of them had already walked out of the forest, and the little boy soon saw the familiar path.

"I know this here! Not far ahead is the town where my family is!"

"Then I'm here to send it." The old man stopped.

"Don't grandpa go to my house to see it?" The little boy was still a little reluctant.

"I won't go, and don't tell anyone about me. I'm hiding there because there are bad people outside." The old man said seriously.

"Huh? Bad guy?" the little boy blinked in confusion, "Then I can ask others to help grandpa catch the bad guy."

The old man shook his head: "No, in short, just remember not to tell others about my husband's affairs, otherwise you will never find me again."

The little boy nodded quickly: "Then I remember!"

Then he ran home along the path and saw a middle-aged woman looking anxiously at the intersection from a distance.

"Aunt Cai!" the little boy waved his hand.
Chapter completed!