Thirty-year-old Su Yechen lost his job and spent all his savings on the same day. Looking at his daughter's warm and pale face and her cough that never got better, he felt like he had been abandoned by the whole world.
An unexpected phone call led him to inherit an old and forgotten penthouse apartment from a distant relative in the bustling city "Xinghai City".
I thought it was just an extra shelter from the wind and rain, but on that dusty attic rooftop, I accidentally awakened a dry spiritual field with blood.
A book called "The Art of Breathing of All Things" came into my mind, and an unknown seed started a miracle.
When the first spiritual plant shimmered under the stars, and his daughter's laughter was as clear as the sound of nature, Su Yechen understood that his life was no longer just food, rice, oil and salt, but also a sea of stars.
Plant a dust-clearing grass to purify the air and let your daughter breathe freely.
Plant a condensed light flower and gather the essence of the stars and moon to cure all stubborn diseases.
Plant a tree of dragon scale fruit. The fruit is full of vitality and is coveted from all directions.
Friends, are you still worried about the hustle and bustle and pressure of the city?
Come and sit on my rooftop.
Here are the freshest fruits, the most fragrant tea, and a little glowing fairy. That's my daughter.
