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

Having put aside her worries, Ya Ya no longer paid attention to the changes in the space and turned back to rummage through the pile of colorful fabric scraps.

Cheng You stood quietly to the side, watching Ya Ya scurry around in and out of the rice jar like a little mouse that had fallen in, her hands scooping up more and more scraps of cloth.

These fabrics were of ordinary quality, some even considered inferior, and had a distinctive, unpleasant smell characteristic of synthetic fibers.

The few customers picking out fabric scraps were all wearing masks, but Ya Ya didn't seem to care at all.

Next time, I should make sure Ya Ya wears a mask.

With the virus rampant now and children's immune systems weak, they can wear masks even if they don't come here.

Just as she was pondering this, Ya Ya came over carrying a large pile of fabric. After putting it in the stroller, she looked up at her with concern and asked, "Sister Cheng You, why aren't you wearing the pants I gave you last time? Your pants are all torn, aren't you cold?"

Cheng You's lips twitched slightly, somewhat amused and exasperated. Why did the topic of pants come up again?

"I wore those pants a few days ago. I washed them but they're not dry yet. You'll see me wearing them next time you come," Cheng You told a little lie.

She didn't actually wear it; she kept it in her drawer as a souvenir.

Ya Ya tilted her little head.

Uncle Cheng is so rich, he can spend over a million to buy a big gourd, why can't he give Sister Cheng You some money to buy her a new pair of pants? Isn't Uncle Cheng a bit stingy?

But it's okay, I have money now, lots of money!

Ya Ya patted her chest and promised earnestly, "It's okay! Sister Cheng You, I've picked out a lot of fabrics, and I'll make several pairs for you to change into. Do you want to see if there's any fabric you like? Oh, and Sister Cheng You, there are also many beautiful large pieces of fabric inside. They feel smooth and soft to the touch, and they even shine! I'll take you to see them!"

As she spoke, Ya Ya reached out and grabbed Cheng You's finger, pulling her into the store.

Cheng You looked helpless, but reluctantly followed Ya Ya inside, unable to refuse the enthusiastic little girl.

Perhaps, shopping addiction begins to show in dolls?

Ya Ya, familiar with the place, headed straight for the cartoon fabric display case. Cheng You glanced at it: off-white fabric with polka dots and small blue flowers, white fabric with small red flowers, green fabric with Mickey Mouse heads printed all over, yellow fabric with cartoon chicks, bears, and bananas, rainbow stripes, pink fabric with small strawberries...

The little guy, who wasn't even as tall as the fabric cabinet, stood on tiptoe and pulled out a bunch of fabric rolls, big and small, until the rolls were taller than him.

Would he really be gifting himself pants made of this patterned fabric...?

Cheng You's lips twitched again.

She wouldn't even wear this kind of fabric as pajamas. She never liked fancy styles when she was little. If she were to actually give it to herself, she would probably just put it away in the closet.

She simply couldn't accept herself being so cartoonish.

Just then, the little guy turned around and walked to the central display wall of the shop, where Song brocade and silk were displayed.

Cheng You knew at a glance that these were not genuine Song brocades, but they were still better than the average ones.

Ya Ya's eyes crinkled as she excitedly rubbed her little hands together, staring at the shiny fabric wall in front of her.

Each piece of fabric is so beautiful; they would look amazing as dresses. Last time I was short on cash and could only afford three patterns to make dresses for my aunt and my sister He Miao. This time I'm so rich, I have to buy them all!

Make beautiful, sparkly clothes for everyone in the village, and make some for Grandma Duck too, because Grandma Duck loves sparkly things the most.

"Boss Auntie!" Ya Ya called out towards the door.

The fabric shop owner's eyes lit up, and he walked over with a smile: "Little friend, are you buying Song brocade again this time? How was the fabric last time?"

"I want to buy them, Auntie, I want them all!" Ya Ya said, gesturing with her little hands from top to bottom.

"Everyone in the village said the fabric from last time was beautiful, but the clothes aren't finished yet, so I'd like to buy some more."

The fabric shop owner was grinning from ear to ear; a huge business opportunity had come his way!

This young girl is a regular customer of her shop. She often comes to this patch of fabric scraps to pick out fabric scraps. She has only bought a large piece of fabric once, which was still a considerable order.

This time, seeing that the little girl brought an older sister dressed in designer brands, she had a premonition that she was going to make money, but she didn't expect to make this much!

"Okay! Good! Auntie will take it down and count it for you right away. Is it all the cloths hanging on this display wall?" The boss brought over a stepladder.

Yes! That's right!

The shop owner looked at the wall of fabrics in front of her, her mouth almost stretched to the back of her ears. What kind of divine luck did she have to encounter such a wonderful customer, and clear out more than half of her inventory before the commercial city was to be temporarily closed for renovations!

She quickly unloaded and packed all the fabrics, then grabbed a calculator and swiftly calculated the prices: "Magnolia embroidered Song brocade, 231 yuan per meter; Hibiscus brocade with gold thread, 250 yuan... 10 meters per roll, 17 rolls in total, 40,800 yuan; plus 8 rolls of cartoon-patterned pure cotton fabric, 41938 yuan. The scraps are free, I'll give them to you, and I'll give you an 88% discount. The total is 35905.44 yuan, just give me 35900 yuan."

Ya Ya opened her little mouth into a round "O" shape, "Wow, so much money!"

She had expected it to cost a lot of money, but hearing the figure of 40,000 was still a bit unexpected.

"If you think it's too much, you can buy less, it's okay," the shopkeeper said with a smile. It's normal for kids to not know the prices and buy a lot at once.

"Auntie, I'll take everything I need. Please scan the code on my watch. There's a lot of fabric, I can't carry it all. Could you please pack it up and take it to Yangshizi Alley, the back street of the night market? It's number 27 on the left after you walk through the alley. Thank you!"

"Okay! No problem, kid! I'll just close the shop and deliver it to you in a bit!" The boss was overjoyed to have made over 30,000 in cash and couldn't wait to close the shop and go home to relax.

After buying the fabric, Cheng You led Ya Ya downstairs. She hadn't expected that the little one had a regular spot at the night market.

"Sister Chengyou, do you like skirts? I'll ask Auntie to make one for you too?" Ya Ya touched her chin, finding the holes in Sister Chengyou's pants unpleasant to look at.

My older sister is tall and beautiful; she would definitely look great in a dress.

Cheng You paused for a few seconds, then replied, "It's alright, then I'll thank Ya Ya in advance."

She rarely wore skirts, but not entirely; she owned several horse-face skirts. Skirts made of brocade were always better than pants made of cartoon pajama fabric, so she readily agreed.

The two chatted casually as they walked, and soon arrived at the entrance of Ya Ya's warehouse.

Ya Ya rushed forward excitedly, proudly pulling out the remote control: "Sister Cheng You, look at my door! This is called a roller shutter door. I press this little round button, and it rises by itself. Isn't that amazing!"

"Hmm, that's really impressive." Cheng You praised Ya Ya in response to her words. Through the gap in the rolled-up shutter door, she looked inside. The room was very empty, not like a place to live, but more like a warehouse for storing things.

As soon as the two entered, Cheng You saw Ya Ya pull out a green measuring tape from somewhere: "There's no one here, Sister Cheng You, please measure yourself and I'll write down your measurements."

……

On the hillside of Lotus Village, the village chief, Granny Li, and the third son of the Sun family were carefully transplanting watermelon seedlings and pumpkin vines.

The melon seedlings that had been kept in Grandma Liu's kitchen have now grown four true leaves, with thick and sturdy stems and resilient root systems, making it the perfect time to transplant them into the ground.

Moving it now will prevent damage to the root.