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

After looking at the photos, Grandma Liu carefully returned the phone to Ya Ya, "Darling, are you sleepy? Grandma will take you to wash your face and brush your teeth."

Ya Ya looked down and fiddled with her phone. "Wait a minute, Grandma. There's one more thing to do. I'll go to sleep after I finish reading this."

She tapped the screen lightly with her little hand, pointing the phone at the group, "Look, Auntie's matter is settled!"

Fang Tiesheng and Granny Liu put on their reading glasses, while the village chief and Zhao Hu craned their necks, staring intently at the small phone screen. Cao Xiulian's image appeared on the screen, along with her slightly nervous voice: "Dear elders of Lotus Village, fellow villagers, hello everyone..."

The four people in the room all stared wide-eyed.

"Oh my goodness, little girl, is this your aunt?"

"It can even talk! You can hear it clearly!"

Everyone looked on in disbelief, their hearts churning with shock. Only Fang Tiesheng remained somewhat calm, having been there once before and seen that the shop even had a Nezha statue.

The village chief and his companions had never seen such a strange object before. It was a small, square box, and the person inside was not only clearly visible, but could also move and speak, just like a living person.

Just as I was getting excited, the video ended, and Cao Xiulian's image froze on the screen.

"My goodness, how did those people manage to stuff a grown person into such a tiny box?" Zhao Hu stared at his phone, looking left and right. "Is it really in the box? Can we even touch it?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch the person on the screen to see if they were warm or cold.

The village chief reacted quickly, slapping Zhao Hu's hand away and scolding him angrily, "What are you doing, you rough old man, reaching out and touching that girl! Don't you know how to avoid suspicion!"

Zhao Hu shook his hand, which had been slapped red, and chuckled sheepishly, "I was wrong, Uncle. I just forgot the rules because I've never seen this before..."

"Little girl, your aunt is silent. Is she waiting for us to speak?" Grandma Liu leaned forward and spoke earnestly into the phone: "My niece Xiulian, we've taken the liberty of calling you that. When our village ran out of salt and food, it was all thanks to you bringing us that we were saved. You are a great benefactor to the entire Lotus Village!"

The village chief straightened his clothes, stood up straight, coughed twice, and was about to say a few words of thanks into his phone.

Just then, the screen suddenly went black, and there was no image at all.

"W-what happened? Why is it dark?" The village chief panicked. Could it be that he was too ugly and scared his aunt into closing the door?

Ya Ya turned the phone around and looked at the dark screen. She poked and tapped here and there with her little hands, but there was no response.

"Where's my aunt? Where did she go? Grandpa Fang, is this phone broken?"

Fang Tiesheng, standing nearby, frowned, carefully recalling the words the young girl had told him when he went to buy the phone: "Grandpa, new phones are all low on battery, remember to charge them when they shut down. Make sure the battery is fully charged the first time for it to last longer."

electricity.

Many things there require electricity as their energy source.

Without electricity, the lights won't turn on, and without electricity, those sounds won't make either.

Yes.

The phone must have run out of battery.

Once he understood this, he quickly reassured the flustered Ya Ya: "Don't panic, little one, it's not broken, it's probably just out of power. When you go over there tomorrow, ask your auntie to help you power on the phone. Remember to bring the phone to your auntie's little box, there's a string there that we should be able to use."

Fang Tiesheng recalled the switch in the warehouse; a square box with a long rope attached to the top, one end connected to the switch and the other to the light.

"If it's really broken, there should be a craftsman there who can fix it, so don't worry."

Hearing Grandpa Fang say that, Ya Ya finally felt relieved.

There are still beautiful photos and stories about her aunt inside, which no one else in the village has ever seen. It absolutely cannot be damaged. Tomorrow, tomorrow she'll take it to her aunt to have the electricity connected.

"Grandpa Fang has been there, and he's the one who bought it, so you can trust him. Don't worry, Nannan, get some rest."

The village chief patted Ya Ya's head reassuringly, said goodbye to Grandma Liu, and got up to leave.

Zhao Hu and Fang Tiesheng also returned to their respective homes one after another.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Grandma Liu woke up.

She got up, put on her floral jacket, and walked quietly to the kitchen. She opened the old wooden cabinet and took out several plastic bags from inside.

These are the bags that Nannan brought back from the other side these days; she collected them all without missing a single one.

These things are very rare. They can hold things and water. When you put them outside, they bulge in the wind and block the wind. Some are completely transparent, some are semi-transparent, and they come in different colors.

Grandma Liu felt it would be a waste to burn or throw these things away, and since they had so many uses, keeping them would surely come in handy, so she neatly collected them all.

Yesterday, when Nannan mentioned greenhouses for farming, she thought of these bags.

A greenhouse, as the name suggests, is a warm shed.

Chicken coops, pigsties, and cowsheds are all simply built with a nest or shed, covered with straw and plastered with mud to keep out the wind and allow the livestock to have a warm winter.

But crop seedlings are not like chicks or piglets; what crops need most is sunlight.

These bags that allow light to pass through while blocking the wind are the perfect material.

She gently grabbed a large bag and quietly walked outside.

Just as I stepped outside, I heard several footsteps outside the courtyard. It was the village chief and Li Guixiang carrying several large earthenware jars.

The jar contained watermelon and pumpkin seeds that the village chief had been storing for several days. When he returned home last night, he unwrapped the cloth bag and found that the seeds had sprouted tiny white shoots, which was called "showing white."

Once the seeds show white sprouts, they are ready to be sown.

He and Granny Li found several large earthenware jars, filled them with loose and breathable soil that had been raked, and gently buried the twenty sprouting seeds, with their sprouts facing down, in the soil.

This melon was hard to come by. The weather hadn't warmed up yet, and they didn't have a heated kang (a traditional heated bed), so they thought they'd bring it over and put it in Granny Liu's room. They planned to take it out to dry in the sun when it got warm enough, and then put it in the room to keep it warm at night.