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

The village chief led a large group of people toward the low-lying area to the west.

Grandma Liu, Ji Chuntao, Gou Ya, Grandma Zhao, and Ya Ya went to the inner side room of Doctor Chen's house.

The room was originally empty and was perfect for making clothes and embroidery, but after Master Xiong joined the village, Xiong Bo moved into the room.

Normally, Xiong Bo only comes back to rest at night, and spends the day outside figuring out new things. So we don't bother each other. But today, he's probably rushing to finish sewing, and the house is busy day and night.

Master Xiong figured he would have to move to share a room with Doctor Chen for the time being.

Ji Chuntao and Gou Ya brought clean water and wiped the room again. It wasn't that they disliked Master Xiong for being sloppy; Xiong Bo was even strangely tidy. The quilt was folded neatly with sharp corners, and the clothes were folded squarely and placed in the corner of the bed.

Apart from that, there were no other personal belongings in the room.

But Nannan said she bought a lot of shiny fabric. A meter of that fabric costs more than 200 yuan, which is equivalent to a dozen or twenty cotton clothes. They were a little worried that if they didn't wash and check it again, it would be such a pity if it got scratched or dirty.

"Darling, you can take the fabric out now."

Ji Chuntao smoothed out the last wrinkle on the bed and looked at Ya Ya with some anticipation.

With a wave of her little hand, Ya Ya unfurled bundles of brocade, from left to right, starting with Song brocade and floral gauze, and finally several rolls of brightly colored, whimsical floral fabric.

Light streamed in through the window, illuminating the delicate, soft fabric, making it shine and display its vibrant colors.

The originally simple little house was made to look much more luxurious by the fabrics inside.

Grandma Zhao clicked her tongue in amazement: "How did you manage to buy so much fine fabric all at once?"

Grandma Liu lovingly reached out and gently touched the cloth, but moved away after only a moment.

"Ya Ya has money now, so she bought all the fabric she couldn't bear to buy before! From now on, everyone in our village can wear pretty floral dresses!" Ya Ya proudly patted her chest.

"No, no, we're just country bumpkins with one foot in the grave. We don't need such fine fabric. It's fine to make a few outfits for Chun Tao and the other young people, but we old folks don't need it," Grandma Zhao waved her hands repeatedly.

"Yes, we're old and do manual labor, it's such a waste to use such good material. Who dresses so nicely at our age?" Granny Liu chimed in.

"Yes, yes, Grandma Zhao, Grandma, the grandmothers over there are dressed so beautifully, and they can even dance with pretty red fans, which flutter like flowers when they wave them."

"Many grandmas and grandpas were dancing in the open space by the roadside, all dressed so beautifully and brightly." Ya Ya recalled the scene of the senior citizens' square dance team very seriously.

"Huh?" Grandma Liu and Grandma Zhao were stunned. "Old ladies dancing? With red fans? Dancing in such colorful clothes?"

"Yes, Grandma Qian even named their team the 'Sunset Glow Team.' Grandma Qian said that nothing is more beautiful than the sunset glow, and the evening glow is magnificent. We should enjoy the wonderful moment."

Although Ya Ya didn't quite understand what he was saying, she felt it made a lot of sense, so she kept it in mind.

"Nothing is more beautiful than the sunset glow... Enjoy the present moment..."

Grandma Liu murmured softly.

Ji Chuntao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she held up two pieces of cloth, gesturing to Grandma Zhao and Granny Liu: "That makes so much sense! How come people in that area live so wisely, enjoying the present moment? We shouldn't be shy either; we should use whatever we have and not be stingy!"

Even the usually taciturn Gou Ya had a slight smile on her lips as she leaned close to Granny Liu: "You're not old at all, you can live for a long time, what's wrong with wearing a few pretty clothes?"

"I also asked my aunt to buy me that big box that plays music. When the time comes, everyone will dress up nicely and dance together. I'll teach everyone!" Ya Ya raised her little hand and made a square dance gesture.

"Oh my, our little girl's movements are so cute!" Grandma Zhao couldn't help but laugh when she saw the little girl's short arms and legs making those movements.

"Alright then, let's swallow our pride and learn from the people there." Granny Liu stood up and struck the same pose as Ya Ya.

Ji Chuntao smiled as she looked at the group, her gaze falling on Ya Ya: "Nannan, tell your auntie which fabric to use for the apron you're making for Brother Zhao, and which one for Sister Cheng You? If you don't have a fabric you like, your auntie will just make one herself."

Ya Ya ran back to the bedside in a few steps, hesitated for a moment, and picked out two rolls of fabric: one roll of light purple fabric with cartoon sheep printed all over, and the other roll of Song brocade with a black background and gold bamboo shadow pattern.

"Brother Zhao likes purple, and Sister Cheng You often wears all black, so let's use these two. Thank you, Aunt Chun Tao!"

"Okay, I'll make the apron and Aunt Xiulian's skirt first." Ji Chuntao took out a pleated skirt that was more than half finished from a wooden box next to her. Gou Ya, who was standing next to her, was carefully copying down the size information on her phone with a pen and paper.

Inside the room, the women were carefully considering and planning around the fabric, working in an orderly manner.

Seeing that everyone was settled and there was nothing for her to do, Ya Ya put her hands behind her back and strolled over to the old house where the horses were kept.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Grandpa Sun with a few people, wielding pitchforks and dustpans to clean up the horse manure on the ground.

Bai Bai swung its tail, chewing on a carrot with its big mouth. When it saw Ya Ya coming over, it excitedly raised its two front hooves, and with a thud, another big clump of horse manure fell to the ground.

Ya Ya's eyes widened. "Bai Bai, why are you pooping so much!"

Old Sun, while wielding his pitchfork to gather the manure pile, chuckled and replied, "The horses shed a lot; we've accumulated almost two thousand pounds of horse manure lately! We'll gather this batch today and take it to a spacious area to compost later. Then we won't have to worry about fertilizer in the fields anymore!"

Ya Ya stared at the ever-growing pile of horse manure. Surprisingly, this huge mountain of horse manure didn't have the pungent stench she had imagined.

Just then, Xiao Shuanzi appeared out of nowhere, toddling over to the manure pile and staring up at the seemingly endless pile of dung.

"Yellow mud... cement... to build a house!" Xiao Shuanzi muttered, then sat down on the ground, grabbed a handful of horse manure and slapped it in front of him, then picked up a stick and started stirring it.

Ya Ya observed his posture and realized that he followed Uncle Zhao's steps for mixing cement exactly the same way.

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"Grandpa Sun! Little Shuanzi... he's playing with poop!"

"What?"

Old Sun threw down his winnowing basket and walked around, but Xiao Shuanzi was too short for him to notice at first.