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

(Thanks to the silly kid who loves fish for the generous donation and extra chapters, and thank you to everyone who took the time to read GG and contributed their love~)

"Brother Zhao, I'd like the purple one then," Ya Ya, the spokesperson for Grandma Duck, said earnestly into her phone.

Zhao Junchen moved the camera to the purple phone: "Take a closer look. This is what the purple one looks like. Are you sure you want purple? And what size memory do you want?"

What is memory? Ya Ya tilted her little head, looking puzzled.

"What is memory? What's the size? Aren't all phones the same size? Are there any larger ones?"

"It's not the size of the phone body, it's the memory." Zhao Junchen hissed. "Memory is like your small handbag. The bigger the bag, the more you can hold. It's just that memory is a small component hidden inside the phone, and it stores intangible virtual information, such as videos and photos."

The more memory your phone has, the more photos and videos it can store.

"Then I want the biggest one." After understanding Brother Zhao's explanation, Ya Ya didn't even need to ask Grandma Duck to know which one to choose.

"The largest 1TB, the price is here, little sister Yaya, please confirm, if there are no problems I'll go pay." Zhao Junchen focused his phone camera on the price tag at the bottom.

One, two, three, four, five.

Ya Ya counted the numbers at the bottom three times, excluding the two zeros after the dot, and there were a full five digits.

She jerked her body back suddenly, her mouth agape.

"My God... twenty-three thousand nine hundred!!"

That's so expensive...

Uncle Cheng spends 1.08 million yuan on two occasions, and each cell phone costs over 20,000 yuan. Why can't he spend money to buy Sister Cheng You a nice pair of pants?

Zhao Junchen could no longer see the person on the screen. "Yes, it's over 20,000 for the top-of-the-line model. It's very expensive. Ya Ya, why don't you ask the elders again?"

For once, the Boundary Dragon hesitated for a moment.

The main reason is that he doesn't like this color.

"Little brat, ask for me if this phone will prevent so many GGs (game crashes)? I don't want to waste money only to end up having a terrible experience."

Ya Ya clutched her chest, still reeling from the shock of the phone's price drop.

Both are mobile phones, but the one I use costs less than a fraction of that purple phone.

"Brother Zhao, is this phone very 'GG'?" Ya Ya didn't know what "GG" meant, so she could only repeat what Grandma Duck had said.

Upon hearing this question, Zhao Junchen paused, scratched the back of his head, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He uses an Apple computer, and always has. He has never used any other operating system.

But he heard his roommates complain a lot, and one of his very talented friends even wrote a post about it.

GG? That's perfect!

As a user, I like to spend an hour or two scrolling through short videos on the weather app every day, then order takeout through the short video app, and when I find that I don't have enough money, I go to the takeout app to borrow money. When I remember that the repayment date is approaching, I prepare to go out to the bank to withdraw money, then check today's weather on the financial app, and then borrow some money through the weather app to pay off the takeout.

But no one around him uses this three-fold folding cloth, so it's hard to say.

"Brother hasn't used this phone before either. Yaya, why don't you ask Uncle Cheng?"

Ya Ya turned her gaze to Uncle Cheng.

"It's alright, not many bugs. You can adjust the settings yourself. This phone is more business-oriented, and the system is relatively new. If you like playing games and social networking, you might not be used to it."

Cheng Jianguo thought about it carefully.

"Then I'll take this one. Could you please buy one for me, Brother Zhao? I'll pay you later."

"What should we buy?"

As soon as Cheng You entered, carrying three hats, she heard Ya Ya decide to buy something and casually asked a question.

"I'm buying a phone, this one."

Cheng Jianguo hung up the call and smiled as he waved his phone at her.

"Old-fashioned," Cheng You commented casually.

"Sister Cheng You, you're back! Are you cold?" Ya Ya skipped over, stood on tiptoe and took Cheng You's slightly cold fingertips, then looked at Cheng Jianguo with a pout.

"Uncle Cheng!"

Ya Ya frowned: "You're so rich, you're willing to spend money on a big gourd and use such an expensive phone, why don't you give money to Sister Cheng You? She's your child! Look at her pants, they're full of holes, it's so cold, and Sister Cheng You doesn't even have money to buy a good pair of pants."

Cheng Jianguo: ? ? ? ?

I was sitting on the sofa when trouble came out of nowhere.

I won't pay?

He just gave Youyou ten million! Master Qingtang, he's innocent!

Youyou has never experienced financial hardship since she was a child. She received $50,000 a month for living expenses while studying abroad without fail. Where did he not give her money?

Cheng You was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

After laughing for a while, he straightened up and picked up the bewildered Ya Ya with one hand, then reached out and tapped the tip of her nose.

Yu Wenbin was holding his breath so hard he could barely breathe; he dared not laugh.

"I didn't expect you to care about me so much, but you're wrong about my dad. He's actually quite generous to me. I bought these pants myself; they're a special design, and I just like this style," Cheng You patiently explained to Ya Ya.

"It's like you like shiny satin and colorful cartoon fabrics, while I like these ripped black pants. Of course, I also have a lot of pants without holes. It's just a style, and it has nothing to do with whether my dad gives me money or not. I'm not cold, though. If I were cold, I would wear long underwear."

After hearing Cheng You's explanation, Ya Ya's face flushed red, and she buried her face in Cheng You's shoulder.

His voice was muffled: "So that's how it is..."

"Yes."

Ya Ya lifted her head and slid down from Cheng You's arms, then turned around and gave Cheng Jianguo a small bow earnestly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Cheng, I misunderstood you."

Cheng Jianguo raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and waved his hand with a wry smile: "It's okay, it's okay. Uncle knows you're just concerned about Sister Youyou. Uncle doesn't blame you."

Cheng You led Ya Ya back to sit on the sofa.

Ya Ya looked at her pants, still processing what had just been said.

So it turns out that Sister Chengyou likes clothes with small holes. Well... when we get back, we'll have to tell Aunt Chuntao that the dress we made for Sister Chengyou should also have a few small holes added.