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

Ya Ya twisted her little hands together and pursed her lips.

She really didn't want to choose the pig; she wanted Grandpa Fang to go instead.

"Grandma, I want Grandpa Fang to come with me. He's literate and knows a lot. I've heard so many new things there that I don't understand..."

Grandma Liu hugged Ya Ya into her arms and gently tapped the table.

"Stop for a second, everyone. Nannan wants to bring people over, not pigs."

The discussion came to an abrupt end.

The village chief looked at Ya Ya with some surprise.

They glanced warily at the young people, wondering if someone had whispered something to Nannan and wanted to go over to see something new and broaden their horizons.

But when it comes to survival and basic needs, gaining knowledge is not necessary at all.

The village chief frowned. If it were anyone else who wanted to choose a leader, he would have already reprimanded them. But this was Nannan. He didn't want to control Nannan's thoughts, nor did he want to interfere with Nannan's choices.

If it weren't for Nannan, their Lotus Village would have been completely wiped out more than half a month ago.

The others remained silent, simply waiting quietly.

The village chief softened his voice, a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Nannan, who do you want to take to that area?"

If it were Nannan to choose someone, he would have a pretty high chance of being chosen, right?

Ya Ya rested her chin on her little hand, looking very serious: "I want to take Grandpa Fang with me. I think Grandpa Fang is better than a pig."

Fang Tiesheng, having recovered his composure, was stunned. His face showed a mixture of emotion and bewilderment. It was a good thing that his daughter valued and recognized his abilities, but how could he be compared to a pig? It felt strange.

only……

Fang Tiesheng cleared his throat, still wanting to persuade her: "Daughter, I'm happy that you think of your grandpa, but let's reconsider. I'm an old man, it doesn't matter whether I gain more knowledge or not. You can go to that place every day, but I can't carry anything or help much. I'd be better off as a pig."

Fang Daniu, standing nearby, gave a simple and honest smile, stepped forward, and bent his arm to show off his strong arms: "Nannan, since my father won't go, then let me go. Look at my body, I'm strong, I'll be fully recovered in a couple of days, I can carry heavy loads, I've even been on the battlefield, I guarantee I'll protect you perfectly."

"I can even bring back two whole pigs! Much more useful than my dad!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Tiesheng raised his hand and smacked him on the forehead. "Go away, go away. Don't go and cause trouble for Nannan. You're not as steady as Nannan, and you're not as smart either."

"Grandpa Fang can read, but he needs to take a car to buy cement... I can't..." Ya Ya's voice was small and tinged with unease.

She knew how important pigs were to the villagers, but she still didn't dare to get on that big metal box called a bus by herself.

She wanted to buy a lot of things, but she didn't recognize most of them. For example, there was that hand-held chicken that everyone had, a shiny little board with a person inside that could talk, and she had even seen pictures and moving little figures on it before.

Every adult has one; it must be a precious treasure.

And there's the refrigerator that Sister He Miao mentioned, the lights by the roadside and in the shop, the big oven that Aunt Cao uses to fry cakes...

If we can bring Grandpa Fang along, he's so smart, he'll definitely come up with a good way to find and bring all those things back.

After these words were spoken, the courtyard fell silent once again.

Everyone was taken aback at first, then felt a sudden pang of sadness in their hearts, as if something had gripped them tightly.

They were suddenly shocked to realize that Ya Ya was only a five-year-old child.

She ventured alone into that unfamiliar territory, groping her way and facing everything by herself.

Even though there were kind people protecting her, she was still just a child. She was shy, scared, and helpless in front of unfamiliar cars and objects.

She was always cheerful and happy, always bringing back things that everyone needed, and always giving everyone even bigger surprises and expectations, making the adults forget about it.

Nannan is just a five-year-old baby.

It was the village's love for her and her feelings for the village that sustained her.

For a child, having a reliable adult by their side is a million times more important than having two pigs.

Fang Tiesheng felt a pang of guilt and sorrow.

Thinking back to the plans I'd seen earlier about building a septic tank, I realized that cement was a must-buy, and the drawings showed thick pipes. The village could only make do with bamboo, so since they already had the drawings, they must have readily available materials there.

It's much easier for an adult to buy and negotiate these things than for a little child.

If he could go with her, he could help Ya Ya find a stable place to stay. He remembered that Ya Xian had gotten her a household registration there. There were so many things he could do.

The villagers' faces also showed guilt and heartache, and their eyes were slightly moist.

Just a moment ago I was arguing about whether it was pig or not, but now I feel ashamed.

They kept saying they wanted to protect Yaya, but in reality...

"Stop talking nonsense about pigs!" Grandpa Wang said in a rough voice, "Old Fang, you have to go with Nannan!"

Fang Tiesheng took a deep breath, his eyes welling up with tears. He reached out and gently touched Ya Ya's head. "My little girl, Grandpa will go with you. Don't be afraid."

Ya Ya breathed a sigh of relief. It was so good. Although Grandma Duck was always there and could make a fake Uncle Zhao, it was still fake. Grandpa Fang was so smart that Grandma Duck couldn't conjure him up.

With Grandpa Fang by her side, many problems could be solved, and she wouldn't be afraid of that big metal car anymore!

That's how it was settled.

Fang Tiesheng then looked at Ya Ya, as if remembering something, and asked, "Darling, did Grandma Duck say when we have to go? Or can we wait until we're all ready before choosing a date to go?"

Ya Ya quietly asked Grandma Duck in her heart, tilting her head up and whispering, "Grandma Duck said that if we want to go, we should just tell her, and she will take us there."

"Good, good!" Fang Tiesheng nodded repeatedly, exchanging glances with the village chief, Doctor Chen, and Zhao Hu, all of whom could see the solemnity on each other's faces.

Grandpa Wang also chimed in, "This matter needs to be planned carefully. Tiesheng's time there is limited. Besides buying cement and figuring out the situation there, we need to make the most of his resources and not waste this opportunity."

Grandma Liu didn't participate in the discussion; she just lovingly hugged Ya Ya and gently combed her soft hair.

As the sun gradually climbed overhead, the fire on the stove was lit.

The group split into two: one did handicrafts, and the other helped wash snails and tap their tails.

Ya Ya led Xiao Douzi and Xiao Shuanzi to look at colorful little books in the sunlit corner of the yard.

After the snails were cleaned, Fang Tiesheng, holding Ya Ya's hand and the recipes Ya Ya had given him in his other hand, went over to Ji Chuntao to carefully study how to make the two new dishes.

The counter next to the stove had been cleared out. With a wave of her little hand, Ya Ya took out the chicken and seasonings one by one from her spatial storage.

There were also two green tin cans on top.

Ji Chuntao looked at the abundance of ingredients and seasonings on the table and began to carefully select them by type.

She discovered that these things called chili peppers also have a story behind them.

The slender, green chilies are spicier than the large red ones, while the small, pointed ones called millet peppers are even spicier.

This time, Nannan brought back a lot of seasonings. In addition to the usual ones, there was also white sugar, which was snow-white and had very fine sugar granules.

When Ya Ya took them out, she realized that these two small dishes actually required so many ingredients!

These were all things that Grandma Wang Guifen took her to buy, and she put them all into her space. She couldn't remember exactly what she bought.