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

In stark contrast to the colorful and bustling food area in front, this area suddenly became somber, mostly black, gray, and silver. Rows of utensils were neatly arranged, and from a distance, it looked like a huge ironware workshop with polished ironware on both sides.

The villagers held their breath and stared intently.

Fang Tiesheng picked up the remote control, pressed pause, and slowly began to explain.

"These are all cookware. This one is called an electric cooker. It heats up and cooks food when you plug it in. The taller ones next to it are called electric steamers, and the round ones are called egg cookers... Each one needs to be plugged in to work."

Ji Chuntao stared intently at the objects on the screen: electric cooker, electric steamer, electric hot pot. All the pots here had the word "electric" in front of them, obviously they all required electricity.

There were other ordinary pots on both sides, but Fang Tiesheng did not describe them in detail, only mentioning them briefly.

"Sis, should we buy a pot? So we can cook something ourselves in the future." Erzhu looked at the pot and poked Daya in the back after hearing the price.

"Why are you cooking? Everyone's eating together, but you're cooking for yourself. We're almost out of firewood in the courtyard, and you're still cooking." Daya lowered her voice and glared at Erzhu.

"Nannan bought four table lamps; most of the shelves here are filled with lamps," Fang Tiesheng said, taking a sip of warm water before explaining to the villagers.

"Oh my goodness, why is this lamp so expensive? We can just buy one for our daughter to use. We have a solar-powered clip-on lamp and kerosene, so we don't need it at night." Grandpa Zhao was heartbroken when he heard the price.

"They say it can protect our eyes. My daughter cares about us. Grandpa Fang and Dr. Chen explain things to us at night so we can read and practice calligraphy. Master Xiong is a craftsman, and his eyes need protection too. This is my daughter's concern for us, so why are you making such a fuss?" Grandma Zhao slapped Grandpa Zhao on the back in annoyance.

Luckily, Nannan isn't here. What's that old man muttering about?

The scene continues forward, and a refrigerator comes into view.

Ji Chuntao's heart suddenly leaped with excitement. This was exactly the storage box she had been dreaming of! The top layer could keep the food fresh, and the several boxes at the bottom could freeze the food into ice cubes.

If we could get a refrigerator, the whole village could store food, making it much more convenient to use it for cooking. If we suddenly had an idea to make something new, we wouldn't have to worry about bothering Nannan, and we could come up with many more recipes.

She was secretly tempted, but when she heard Fang Tiesheng announce the price, she silently pursed her lips.

Further on is the daily necessities area, where a large expanse of toilet paper and sanitary napkins resembles two flower walls, with packaging in pink and bright green, making it feel like entering a garden.

Fang Tiesheng looked at the items, paused for a moment, and then simply explained, "These are for young women; they're called sanitary napkins. They're used during menstruation."

As an older man, he couldn't say too much.

Ji Chuntao stared at the pretty packaging bags, her gaze secretly shifting to the bag belonging to the three Yan siblings.

There weren't many young women in the village to begin with. Xinghua, Chuanya, and she were the only three who knew about the wonders of these things from the last time, and each of them received a packet. But Daya and Sanya had just arrived and knew nothing about them. It was rather awkward for Uncle Fang, an elder man, to talk about such private matters with the girls.

After Uncle Fang finishes explaining this, he will definitely leave time for everyone to discuss it. I will talk to Daya and Sanya separately about this. This thing must be prepared; it's clean, hygienic, and convenient.

Before they knew it, an hour had passed since the explanation began. Everyone was still engrossed, unwilling to look away.

Fang Tiesheng guessed that Ya Ya would be back soon, so he quickened his pace of speech slightly.

"Let's hurry up and finish watching this last part, then stop and discuss it. This afternoon, when Nannan is resting, we'll meet again to watch the second part and carefully plan what we need to buy."

I chose to watch the video a second time during my daughter's afternoon nap time. It wasn't that I was deliberately avoiding her, but I was afraid that if the little girl heard they were going to watch the projector, she would be too engrossed in watching the excitement to sleep. We also had to go to the supermarket that night, so she wouldn't get enough sleep. Children are still young and growing, so they need to get enough sleep, otherwise their bodies will easily become depleted.

"Goodness, what are these? They look so strange!" Granny Li exclaimed in a low voice, staring at the wall full of dolls that suddenly appeared in the picture.

"It was covered in long fur, but the fur didn't look like real animal skin, so it didn't look like a living creature."

"What are these for? To display them for show? Like how Tiger used to show off his rare prey for days?" Grandma Wang couldn't understand either.

Seeing this, Fang Tiesheng paused the video and explained to everyone again: "These are dolls, also called toys. They are stuffed with cotton and are specially made for children to hug and play with. They are soft."

"Stuffed with cotton, my goodness, how much cotton must have been used for something this big? An ounce of cotton is worth an ounce of gold, this whole wall is made of gold."

The crowd under the tent were whispering about the fluffy dolls when they suddenly saw a tiny hand peek out from under the curtain.

You can't see Ya Ya's face in the picture, only her short little hand gently landing on the head of the largest doll at the bottom. With a press, her entire little hand sinks deep into the fluffy, soft fur. Just by looking at the picture, everyone can imagine how soft it must feel.

Then Ya Ya's little hand touched the doll's nose.

"I wonder if Nannan will pick one to bring back; she seems happy with it."

Grandma Liu stared intently at the screen.

The little hand touched it several times but never asked to take it.

She clearly remembered that when Nannan came back last night, she was holding the same light brown bear from the picture, and she wouldn't let go of it for a moment.

Why are you standing in front of the shelf but not taking anything?

Did they just leave after hearing the price?

As everyone watched the screen, the phone seemed to be held up a bit higher, pointing directly at Ya Ya, who was holding onto the stroller next to her. The little one kept turning back every three steps, and after a few steps, she would secretly turn her little face to peek at the toys behind her. She clearly liked them, but she was trying hard not to buy them. It made everyone's hearts ache a little.

"My daughter is willing to spend any amount of money on lamps, clothes, and food for us, but she clearly likes this doll so much..." Grandma Zhao's eyes welled up with tears.

The next moment, the camera abruptly turned back.

Ya Ya lagged behind and hadn't caught up yet when the scene shook and returned to its original position. Zhao Hu grabbed the long-haired doll's ears, lifted it up, and shoved it under the shopping cart.

"Grandma Duck, what are you going to do with this?"

This is Nannan's voice.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, wondering why the Dragon God would buy this thing.

The Dragon God's arrogant voice came from the projector next to the screen: "This god likes it."