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

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After cleaning the pigsty, Da Ya skillfully chopped up the pig feed under Da Niu's direction, soaked the chopped feed in rice water to soften it, mixed it well, and put it into the simple pig feed trough carved out of the stone.

Erzhu brought over a bundle of dried hay and a bag of black beans to feed the horses.

Looking at the plump, glossy beans in the bag, Erzhu's hands trembled slightly.

These are the finest beans, he can't even get to eat them once in a lifetime, yet Lotus Village is using them to feed horses!!!

"After feeding them hay, we'll go to the vegetable garden, catch some insects, water the plants, and then come back to feed the horses. We can't give them water right after they've eaten, and if the hay is moldy, we'll throw it away and not feed it to the horses. These horses are all my daughter's treasures; they have names, so we have to take good care of them." Da Niu, who had been promoted from pig farmer to foreman, said to the three of them while tidying up the stables.

By the time all the morning's work was finished, it was completely bright outside.

Da Niu led the three Yan siblings, whose jaws were almost dislocated, toward Granny Liu's courtyard.

Along the way, Yan Daya, Yan Erzhu, and Yan Sanya had already been shaken to the point of numbness and confusion, their pupils dilating violently.

Daya's mind was filled with the large white water tank next to the vegetable garden, which looked like a room.

The object was neither iron nor copper; the material it touched was completely unfamiliar. Through the semi-transparent white shell, one could vaguely see a water storage line inside that was taller than her.

From a distance, it looks just like a giant, dormant insect from ancient times.

Grandma Liu's courtyard was bustling with activity at the moment, and Ji Chuntao was already busy by the stove.

Qiao Chuan, sporting dark circles under his eyes, was doodling and drawing next to Ya Ya.

She fell asleep while watching TV last night, and when she woke up, her phone was half dead, which panicked her. Fortunately, the village now has electricity, so she went to ask Ya Ya for a charging cable early in the morning to charge her phone at the solar panel before returning home relieved.

Those videos provided her with a lot of inspiration, and she felt she could finish drawing the blueprints today.

If I hadn't been so sleepy, I could have shown Aunt Chuntao the video. The clothes in it were really nice. There's plenty of fabric in the village, so if I could make a small set for Yaya, she would definitely look beautiful.

Other villagers were gathered around the table, many of them with slightly pale faces, chatting in small groups.

"I actually passed worms last night."

"Didn't you say not to look down? Did you look?"

"I'm halfway through my poop and the worm won't come out; it won't tilt its head down, what should I do?"

"I didn't pass any worms, so maybe I'm not taking enough medicine?"

The three of them, Erzhu and his companions, felt somewhat awkward looking at the courtyard full of elders. They didn't know what to say and could only follow Da Niu with their heads down.

Da Niu led the three of them to the chicken coop. "Put the bugs in here, then go say hello to everyone and get ready to eat."

The villagers chatting in the courtyard all turned to look at the three new faces.

Ji Chuntao had been informed by the village chief in advance to prepare food for three more people. Seeing the three bewildered young men, she greeted them with a smile: "You must be exhausted after a busy morning. I heard you went to clean the stables and pigsties early this morning. Those four horses probably pooped. There must have been quite a bit of manure overnight."

"It's not tiring, Auntie. This job is much easier than making tofu," Daya waved her hands repeatedly.

"Oh, you can make tofu too!" Ji Chuntao looked at Da Ya in surprise. The tofu for the loach soup was all bought by Nannan from that area. There were also many beans in the village cellar. Since Da Ya of the Yan family could make tofu, the beans in the cellar could be used.

Yan Daya felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly, "It's not a rare skill. My husband's family is in the tofu business."

Ya Ya looked at the three new older brothers and sisters curiously. Who were they? Were they relatives?

Fang Tiesheng called Da Niu aside: "How was it?"

Da Niu grinned: "Don't worry, Dad, they're all honest people. You don't know, I used to think I was strong enough, but Er Zhu's sister, Da Ya, looks skinny, but she can swing a shovel with one hand. With a flick of her wrist, a lump of horse manure the size of a washbasin falls steadily into the basket. She's as strong as both of us."

Fang Tiesheng patted Da Niu's shoulder heavily: "Good, good, good, just in time we're short of manual laborers. I'll have to ask Nannan to buy some more deworming medicine later, and also explain the hygiene rules to them. And clothes and stuff..."

As Fang Tiesheng muttered to himself, he put on his reading glasses, sat down at the round table, and took out a piece of paper with many words written on it from his chest pocket, starting to add more words to it.

Not long after, the three Yan siblings washed their hands and slowly moved to the middle of the yard.

Sanya nervously rubbed her fingers together. The bright yellow soap cleaned them so well; it lathered up as soon as they rubbed, and the lather left on their hands was black.

The village chief coughed and clapped his hands.

The soft murmurs in the courtyard gradually subsided.

"Let me tell you all, these three are the Yan siblings from the next village. They'll be settling down in our village from now on and will be part of our community."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ya Ya was the first to clap her hands: "Great! Great! It's more fun with more people!"

The others realized what was happening and started clapping.

With many young people, the village is full of energy, and there's no shortage of people who can do physical labor.

As long as there are descendants, the village has hope of continuing.

If it were any other outsider, the knife would fall instantly.

But the husband's family, who had married out of the country, couldn't decide whether to chop it up or not.

After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke up: "Gousheng, and the three young men from the Yan family, let's talk outside."

The three Yan siblings exchanged a glance and silently followed Granny Li and the village chief until they reached a secluded corner far from the courtyard before stopping.

Li Guixiang's expression turned somewhat somber: "Da Ya, I remember you married and moved to town. How come you've come here with your younger siblings?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Daya froze, her cheeks flushed red, and she lowered her head, unable to speak.

She ran away from her husband, which is a bad reputation.

Will the villagers look down on her reputation? Will she cause her younger siblings to be unable to stay because of her...?

The village chief looked grave. He had heard about the three siblings' situation last night, but Guixiang wasn't there. He also thought about how the village was short of able-bodied men, and how the electric fence could be installed soon. He also thought that Erzhu's family seemed like good kids, so he didn't think much of it.

He wouldn't have thought of this if Guixiang hadn't brought it up.

He whispered the reason to Li Guixiang and then frowned as he stared at the three siblings in front of him.

Unlike Qiao Chuan and Brother Xiong, Da Ya is not a troublesome person.

"Da Ya, right? We need to talk this out." Granny Li's gaze fell on Yan Daya, her tone very serious. "Do you have any feelings for your husband's family? If they don't sell you anymore and ask you to go back, would you be willing to go back?"

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[Da Niu is seventeen, and the three Yan siblings are all over twenty. Please don't mistake these teenagers for uncles and aunts; I would really appreciate it.]