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

Cheng Jianguo crossed his arms and frowned: "What if Ya Ya doesn't come again today? We'll have waited for nothing. Why don't you try getting her phone number and adding her on WeChat?"

Cheng You rolled her eyes at him and gestured towards a pile of somewhat messy wooden shelves beside her: "If I could add you on WeChat, I would have done it a long time ago. I can't find your phone number. Also, Dad, if you can't use your eyes anymore, just donate them."

"Didn't you see the delivery has arrived? Ya Ya even bought a sofa; such large items can't stay outside forever, they're bound to come."

Cheng Jianguo was taken aback, and his gaze turned to the large pile of objects that he thought were discarded garbage.

"sofa?"

He quickly stepped forward, bent down, and examined it closely.

A huge cardboard box was framed in a rough wooden frame, with a shipping label on it. He looked at each one: two large 3.9-meter sofas with chaise lounges and a small single sofa.

"Oh dear, it's true. Dad has never bought such a large piece of furniture online before; he thought it was some kind of construction waste. Why didn't you buy this furniture from a physical store? They could have delivered it to your door, check the quality, and even sit on it to see if it's comfortable..."

"Stop, stop. People can buy wherever they want, so please shut up."

Are you going to send Ya Ya to a physical store and let those furniture salespeople rip her off? They'll rave about solid wood frames, then secretly replace the nano-sponge with cheap recycled materials. They'll use all sorts of imitation leather under different names like eco-leather, nano-leather, and cat scratch leather to pass off as genuine leather.

It's one thing to receive goods that don't match the description and treat the sample as brand new, but the real headache is the various additional charges that follow. A ton of verbal promises are meaningless unless they're written into the contract.

It seems that YaYa Village is mostly populated by elderly people and children. Asking them to go through all this trouble is less efficient than buying things online at clearly marked prices, with return and after-sales guarantees. At most, they'll only lose a little on shipping costs.

Cheng You couldn't help but sigh whenever she thought about her disastrous experience at the home furnishing and building materials market.

"I'm your father, watch your attitude."

Cheng Jianguo was unconvinced and put on a stern face.

"Yes, yes, you are my dad, the dad who swindled my friend out of more than a million yuan."

Cheng Jianguo opened his mouth: ...

He can't clear his name now, so he surrenders.

……

Yan Erzhu woke up before dawn.

The big ox beside him was fast asleep. He vaguely heard the big ox get up twice last night and sneak out, but he didn't know what the big ox was doing.

Yan Erzhu kept his eyes open. His eldest sister, Yan Daya, and his third sister, Yan Sanya, were sleeping on the kang (a heated brick bed), covered by a cattail quilt that bulged out a small bulge. He and Da Niu were also covered with a quilt.

He quietly squeezed the blanket covering him.

He knew all too well how precious the cattail quilt was.

In ordinary, poor farming families, the whole family, young and old, could only scrape together one reed quilt. On cold winter nights, the whole family would huddle together tightly, relying on this one quilt to keep out the cold.

The three siblings don't even have a quilt anymore. Last night, they found some dry grass and burlap to wrap themselves in and make do for the night.

Springtime is much warmer than winter, but the nights in the mountains are still freezing cold.

And now they've managed to squeeze out two beds from this dilapidated house!

This is not a tattered or worn-out mattress; it's a complete quilt cover filled with cattail fluff!

That was the warmest and most peaceful sleep he had had in a month. Daya and Sanya slept even more soundly, and even Da Niu's two nighttime wakings couldn't wake the two sisters.

Yan Erzhu lay in bed looking at the dusty rafters above his head. What was the current state of Lotus Village?

He cautiously tried to get up, and as soon as he moved, the big bull beside him instantly became alert and his eyelids snapped open.

"Erzhu, you're awake so early?"

Yan Erzhu lowered his voice: "I don't know why, but I woke up earlier because I slept too comfortably. Is there any chores I can help with? Do you need me to go up the mountain to collect some firewood? Are there any buckets outside? Maybe I can go up the mountain to fetch some water."

Da Niu said it was because the brothers were catching up and he was afraid the three of them would be scared. Er Zhu knew the truth; he was probably just worried that the three siblings might wander off at night or have bad intentions.

Da Niu rubbed his sleepy eyes. "There's quite a bit of work to do, but you probably won't know where it is by yourself. Just wait here."

Last night, he ran into the village chief when he went to the outhouse for the second time. After asking if the three Yan siblings had any problems during the night, the village chief gave him a few instructions.

Everyone in the village had taken deworming medicine and had been running to the outhouse at night, so they couldn't sleep well. This morning, most of them were probably feeling weak and listless. He got up and led the three Yan siblings to do the work of watering, turning the soil, weeding, and feeding the pigs. It would also be a good opportunity to see their work ethic and abilities.

The two sat up, and the dry grass they were using as a mat rustled.

Yan Erzhu looked at Da Niu's undergarment. The hazy, gray light from outside shone into the room through the broken window, making it impossible to see the color of the clothes, but the style was clear.

This round-neck, buttonless undershirt looks rather form-fitting, and the material appears soft.

And this garment with many small squares sewn on it looked bulging, and he wondered what was inside. He even secretly touched it; it was very fluffy.

"You've never seen this kind of clothing before, have you?" Da Niu zipped up the zipper in a flash and grinned at Yan Erzhu. "This is called a zipper. You just pull the zipper and it closes. It's very convenient."

Erzhu's eyes were full of envy: "I've never seen anything like it before. It's really convenient. Da Niu, where did you get these clothes? Did you run into some foreign merchants?"

"I can't really explain it. Just stay in our village and do your jobs properly, and everyone will know. Whatever we have, you'll have too."

The two of them made quite a commotion getting up, and Yan Daya, who was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), slowly opened her eyes. She subconsciously propped herself up, and when she saw Da Niu standing not far away, she stiffened abruptly, paused for a moment, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

Although they all slept fully clothed, Da Niu was still an outsider. Even if she slept in the same room as her own brother, she would feel quite uncomfortable, let alone an outsider.

"Da Ya, are you all awake? I'll wait for you outside." Da Niu glanced at Yan Da Ya and quickly left the house.

Yan Daya silently breathed a sigh of relief and gently nudged Sanya, who was still fast asleep: "Sanya, wake up."

She knew perfectly well that she and her siblings had come here seeking refuge, not to enjoy themselves and freeload. Everyone else had already gotten up, and they couldn't stay in bed any longer; they had to get down to work.

Sanya rubbed her eyes, feeling too warm from sleeping.

"Time to get to work, get up quickly."