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

There are currently only ten households left in Lotus Village, and the nine lamps that Ya Ya bought are just enough for one household to use.

Ya Ya looked at the items on the table without rushing. She first took out the hole-hole toy from the small stroller box, since the box took up space and hadn't been placed on the table before.

Everyone else looked blank, wondering what this square thing with little squares and pictures of people printed on it was, but Xiaodouzi and Xiaoshuanzi's eyes lit up immediately.

"Nezha! Nezha!"

The two little ones immediately shouted with joy.

Xiao Shuanzi reached out to touch it, but his grandfather slapped his hand away without hesitation.

"This is called a 'hole-hole fun' game. Each little compartment contains a different toy." As she spoke, Ya Ya pulled out the big-headed Nezha doll that Chen Lei had taken apart earlier from her pocket.

These small ornaments, no bigger than a child's palm, are made of some unknown material. They are smooth, brightly colored, and incredibly lifelike.

Xiao Shuanzi's eyes seemed glued to his face, staring intently.

Ya Ya found it amusing and even stretched out her hand to place it close to Xiao Shuanzi. Xiao Shuanzi's dark eyes followed the Nezha head in Ya Ya's hand as it turned.

Everyone found it intriguing; this was the first time they had ever seen something like this that held such a surprise. Opening a hole revealed a small hope, which was much more interesting than simply giving someone something directly.

Ya Ya didn't spend too much time on the fun toys; she had something more important to say.

"These two paper bags were given to me by Sister Hemiao. Inside are milk powder and hawthorn berries. The milk powder is a special milk powder for the elderly, for grandpas and grandmas to drink! They should drink it every day, so they can stay healthy and not get sick."

Zhao Hu has already started unpacking the boxes; there are four large tin cans inside!

Chun Tao also took the red berries, washed them, and served them on the table.

"How much did the milk powder cost, little one?" Old Fang stared at Ya Ya with a nervous expression. This kind of rare item would cost at least tens of taels of silver a can here! And you might not even be able to get your hands on it!

"Two hundred and seventy yuan for four cans, and they even gave me a cup for free! Sister Hemiao said it was the best value for money that she asked someone to buy for her."

"What? So cheap? And it even comes with a cup?" Old Fang picked at his ear, wondering if he had misheard.

All things considered, a can costs less than seventy yuan, which is just the price of three bunches of wild onions.

Little did he know that these past few days, the three little ones had been picking wild onions every day, which their daughter would then take to sell over there. They were selling very well at 25 yuan a pound.

A few wild onions could be exchanged for a treasure that could prolong life. If outsiders found out about this... Fang Tiesheng felt once again that this path was impassable, absolutely impassable.

However, more than three months have passed and the government has not sent anyone. It's likely that everyone in Lotus Village is dead, according to the register.

"I never thought that my old bones would not only not die, but also live a few more years thanks to my daughter, and be able to eat such a good medicine."

Grandpa Chen clutched his chest and sighed repeatedly.

Grandpa Wang reached out and gently touched the cool, smooth tin can, feeling both cherished and apprehensive, fearing it was just a dream and would be gone when he woke up.

"Grandpas and grandmas, quiet down, quiet down." Ya Ya pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from her little bag, slapped it on the table, and said, "This is something very, very important, everyone listen carefully!"

Everyone immediately composed themselves, fell silent, and sat up straight.

Ya Ya handed the paper to Grandpa Fang and took Grandma Liu's hand. "Grandma, didn't you make a pair of straw sandals for us before? Sister He Miao and Uncle the shopkeeper said they could sell for over a hundred."

When everyone heard about straw sandals, they instinctively leaned forward. They knew about them, and almost everyone had taken the time to weave one or two pairs in the past two days.

"Now, Sister Hemiao's friend wants to buy straw sandals made by Grandma, but she wants to draw her own design and wants to ask Grandma if she can make them. There are more than a dozen designs."

Fang Tiesheng had already unfolded the blueprints, which included both drawings and text. The design was clear, and details from every angle were marked. The price was also written next to it.

"hiss--"

Upon seeing the price, Fang Tiesheng nearly bit his tongue.

Ya Ya paused for a moment, "I promised Sister He Miao that I would give her a reply tomorrow. I was thinking that Grandma couldn't make all these styles, so if we all make them together, we can finish them together. Tomorrow, I can not only give her a reply, but also bring the shoes to Sister He Miao to see."

The village chief nodded repeatedly, thinking how thoughtful Nannan was.

"What's the design? What are the requirements? Let's take a look. As long as it's made of straw, we can definitely make it!"

"Old Fang, don't just look at it yourself, let us see it too."

Fang Tiesheng snapped out of his daze, unfolded the paper, and faced everyone with the drawing side facing out. At the same time, he asked Ya Ya, "Darling, are the prices on this paper correct? Two hundred yuan for a pair of flip-flops and slippers, three hundred for full-coverage shoes... Buy them? If the style is complicated or takes more work, I can charge more...?"

"Yes, that's what Sister Hemiao said." Ya Ya nodded her little head affirmatively.

"What? These styles are that valuable?"

"What?! Three hundred! A pair of shoes can buy four cans of baby formula?!"

"How can such a good thing happen? It doesn't look difficult to me, it's not much different from what we usually do..."

Old Sun pinched himself, wincing in pain, then grinned, "It's not a dream, it really isn't a dream!"

The village chief gestured for everyone to quiet down: "Don't worry, little girl, leave this to us. Even if it's dozens of designs, let alone a dozen, we'll finish them for you by tomorrow morning."

Everyone immediately agreed, "Yes, let's finish weaving the shoes tonight before we rest!"

"They're offering such a high price, we have to choose the best fodder. Let's go figure out the style!"

"Old Sun's family is the best at making these cloud-patterned shoe uppers, can they make them?"

"The drawings are actually quite nice, but why are some of them pointed? Aren't you afraid they'll get hurt after walking around for a couple of steps?"

"We should do exactly how others draw it; we can't break the rules!"

After everything was explained, the whole courtyard bustled with activity.

The fields were watered early in the morning, and all the farm work was done. Everyone had originally planned to make dumplings today, but they decided against it, since the flour wouldn't spoil.

The entire village gathered in the courtyard, pondering new styles of straw sandals.

They gathered together, discussing shoe patterns they'd never woven before, gesturing with their fingers around the straw rope. One said, "This part needs to be narrowed a bit," while another tried two rows, felt it wasn't right, and dismantled it to start over.

The courtyard was filled with the rustling sound of straw ropes rubbing together, mixed with the low murmurs of the elderly.

When I got tired of weaving, I would pick a red fruit from the small basket next to me and eat it.

This fruit is the first I've ever seen before. One bite and it's bursting with juice, sweet and delicious.

They didn't throw away the pits after eating the fruit; they collected them all in a pile. It was the first time they had ever received fruit with pits. These fruits were so delicious; they thought they'd try planting them on the mountain sometime, maybe they could grow them successfully.