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

On the other side, Cao Xiulian slowly drove her electric scooter home after dropping her son off, intending to catch up on some sleep.

When I got home and turned on my phone, I discovered that the WeChat payment of 3,000 yuan that I had received earlier was actually my own.

The payer is listed as Fang*sheng.

She glanced at the time again and instantly realized that it was Ya Ya who had turned it on.

This child...

Cao Xiulian held her phone, a warm feeling welling up inside her.

She didn't do anything, so why does she want three thousand yuan? Ya Ya's village is already in poor condition. A group of elderly people work hard to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and catch snails. They have to bring Ya Ya here to sell vegetables before dawn.

She finally found a relatively stable job recently, selling stir-fried snails. She'd barely earned any money before Kuku transferred the money to her.

I just helped set up a shelf and clean up a bit; I was basically just using someone else's shop space.

Hey!

Cao Xiulian sighed deeply. The people of Lotus Village were so genuine and open-minded. It was truly rare to find neighbors and relatives who could get along so sincerely.

Cao Xiulian put her coat back on after taking it off, grabbed her keys, and went out.

As the weather gradually warms up, she has been thinking about buying Ya Ya a slightly thinner outfit, but she is worried that people might not accept it.

Today, my child came back from the morning market, pushing a stroller, with a bit of sweat on his forehead.

Unexpectedly, while she was worrying about all that, Ya Ya didn't care about any of that and went straight for a big investment.

I'm such a grown adult, yet I'm not as insightful as other people's kids.

Cao Xiulian shook her head, got on her electric scooter, and headed towards the mall.

Children's clothes are so cute, especially little girls' clothes. Cao Xiulian originally only wanted to buy Ya Ya a thin jacket and two sets of thermal underwear. But after wandering around, she ended up with several more bags.

I bought a coat and trousers, two sets of thermal underwear, two sweaters, and a pair of overalls. A thousand yuan was spent just like that.

She carried the clothes home with great effort, put them all in the washing machine, washed them with antibacterial and disinfecting detergent until they smelled wonderful, then put them in the rarely used dryer and set it for four hours before finally going to her bedroom to catch up on sleep.

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Around noon, wisps of smoke rose from Grandma Liu's courtyard.

Fang Tiesheng and Doctor Chen returned from outside, leading three dusty little children.

The little ones were covered in mud from head to toe; their trouser legs and cuffs were smeared with yellow mud, and their little faces were also covered in mud, making them look like they had just been pulled out of a pile of dirt.

It hadn't rained yet, and the soil was dry, so the kids playing by the pit wouldn't have gotten so dirty. But then Xiao Shuanzi somehow got hold of a ladle of water and said he wanted to build a wall to protect the house, just like Uncle Zhao.

The other two little ones immediately got interested and started working on it.

Little Bean was in charge of finding small stones to build a wall, while Sprout followed Little Shuanzi and played in the mud.

The two little guys did a pretty good job, piling up the dirt into a point, mixing in some sand they found somewhere, and then Xiao Shuanzi dug a small hole in the point with his hand and poured water in.

After pouring out the water, they grabbed a handful of mud and stirred it. When they got tired, they took turns stirring it. The two of them, Ya Ya and Xiao Douzi, took turns stirring the mud until it got a little warm, and Xiao Douzi had also moved the stones.

The three of them then diligently built the wall with stones and mud, getting themselves covered in mud from the effort.

The adults were busy digging a hole and didn't notice until the three little kids were covered in mud.

When Grandma Liu saw that Ya Ya's light yellow coat, which she had only worn for a few days, was covered in mud, she felt extremely distressed. The little clothes underneath were also stained with mud.

There are still pants to change into, but there aren't any extra soft thermal underwear to replace them with.

They don't change their clothes often; it's common for them to wear the same clothes for an entire season. Only Ya Ya's clothes are a bit more elaborate now, and since the child goes there frequently, she has to be clean and presentable so that the people on the other side don't look down on her.

Unfortunately, that red dress was thick and fluffy, and it hadn't been completely dried even after being washed the day before.

Grandma Liu had no choice but to wring out a clean, damp cloth, dip it in warm water, and carefully wipe the mud stains off Ya Ya's cuffs and hem. There was no way to clean her pants, but luckily, Ya Ya had three pairs of pants, so she simply changed her into a pair of black fleece pants.

Ya Ya looked at her dirty pants with a guilty conscience. "Grandma... I forgot for a moment. I'll wash them myself later..."

Grandma Liu rubbed Ya Ya's head: "You don't need to wash yourself. You're a child, so don't worry about these things. Don't be so reserved. It's just that it's cold today, and I'm worried you'll get cold. Thick clothes dry slowly, and it's not good if we don't have something to change into when we go over there to sell food."

Ya Ya pursed her lips and nodded. "Yes, how could I have forgotten that?"

Next time, you must be careful. She's now the village's top buyer and a small business owner.

After changing her pants, Ya Ya ran to the mirror. The black pants looked good too; her aunt bought them.

There were some watermarks on the pretty yellow clothes.

As I was inspecting the area, I noticed several bamboo baskets neatly arranged under the eaves, filled with fragrant wheat kernels.

She ran up to Ji Chuntao, who was preparing lunch, and asked, "Aunt Chuntao, why did you cook so much wheat? Are we having wheat rice for lunch?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chuntao turned to look at her and replied with a smile, "This is what Auntie prepared to make wheat koji. Making more wheat koji can be used for brewing wine and making soy sauce in the future, which will have many other uses."

Hearing this, Granny Liu frowned as she looked at the row of baskets: "Making wheat koji? But in this weather, the temperature probably won't rise enough for fermentation. If we put it in the house, I'm afraid it will dry out too much and spoil the ingredients."

Ji Chuntao quickly stir-fried the sliced ​​meat in the pot a few times, then pulled out two pieces of firewood before speaking, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Now that everyone has moved to new houses, my old house can be easily renovated to make a greenhouse."

It can be used to make soybean paste and meat sauce in the future.

Upon hearing this, Grandma Liu nodded gently, agreeing that a greenhouse was indeed necessary.

The lunch was very plentiful, with several times more meat.

Whole chickens are not suitable for stewing, so Ji Chuntao simply cut them into pieces. Half of the chicken was made into stir-fried chicken, and the other half was stewed with thick slices of small sausages.

I made a big pot of braised pork, a stir-fried pork slices with green peppers, and also made a pot of tender wild vegetable and pork soup with shredded fresh pork and shepherd's purse.

Steamed egg custard and scrambled eggs with wild onions are also dishes I've been eating a lot lately. Add a side of cold wild vegetables, and you're all set.