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

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"And that big gourd, it's all made with old-fashioned techniques. How can their village be so comfortable letting a little kid come out like that? I wonder if they still have any of that quality left. I have several empty shelves in my study."

"Jewelry is fine too. Traditional jewelry is quite popular among young people these days." Xu Aihua subconsciously touched the pair of four-piece Ruyi earrings she had just bought.

"Mom and Dad, please keep this in check. We're not going to buy anything, and that's not a shop. In a way, the three of us are uninvited guests. Let's finalize the deal on your cabbage first before we talk about anything else." Cheng Jianguo looked at the elderly couple with a bit of a headache.

"You don't need to tell me; I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."

"We're here, we're here. I'll take some people to carry the things down first," Cheng Jianguo said, looking at the familiar self-built houses on both sides.

Despite his advanced age, Cheng Huaisong was still vigorous and agile. He opened the car door and jumped out, not forgetting to turn back and help his wife: "Hurry up, your mother and I will go first."

Little Yuzu just sent another message, posting a picture of some desserts.

He knows people others don't.

This is the "Shan Hai Dou" from the Song Dynasty Food Guide.

Each one was wrapped with even more exquisite care than the pastries made by the top pastry chefs here; the pleats were clearly the work of a master craftsman. The dough was thin and translucent, with a faint greenish hue.

Judging from the produce from that kid's village, it certainly wouldn't be greenhouse vegetables or bland, mass-produced organic vegetables. At the very least, it would be homegrown, and he might even find some seasonal wild vegetables!

Xiao Youzi got four in total and ate two. I heard that a box of four was specially reserved for Jianguo. That guy knows how to appreciate good food; he's like a wild boar that can't eat fine chaff. There were six left, so he and Aihua each got three. They were very happy.

……

As Cheng Jianguo directed the workers to huff and puff as they carried large items into the warehouse, he immediately spotted his elderly father and mother sitting familiarly in chairs, with Cheng You and two other girls standing beside them.

Cheng Huaisong held a pastry that looked like a steamed bun in his hand, eating it while shaking his head and praising it.

"Young friend, your aunt's skills are truly exceptional. She's incredibly skillful; how can she replicate such traditional delicacies so perfectly?"

Listening to Grandpa Cheng's praise, Ya Ya racked her brains and came up with a list of things to say: "Grandpa Cheng is amazing too, he can eat so much, and Grandma Xu is beautiful too."

"Am I not good-looking?" Cheng Huaisong asked.

"Grandpa Cheng is handsome too."

Cheng Huaisong laughed heartily, "Of course, my little Youzi is so beautiful, she takes after me."

"Grandpa Cheng, isn't Uncle Cheng here?"

"He's at the door, he'll be here soon. We also brought you some things."

"What is it? Is it delicious?" Ya Ya's eyes lit up.

Cheng Jianguo came in just in time to hear this conversation, chuckled, and said, "You can't eat this."

He Miao had thought that Grandpa Cheng looked familiar, but when Cheng Jianguo came in, her eyes widened and she exchanged a glance with Su Yuqing, who was equally shocked.

"Is it them?"

"right!"

He Miao, who was already a bit reserved, became even more so.

These two... if she wasn't mistaken, Ya Ya's Uncle Cheng and Grandpa Cheng should be the Cheng family from the largest company in their city. They even donated ten million yuan to snow disaster areas this winter!

"Uncle Cheng!" Ya Ya called out, but before she could ask any questions, she saw Uncle Cheng followed by six young men, who carried three large pieces of furniture in pairs and slowly moved them in.

"Is this a sofa?" Ya Ya stood up from the chair.

"Yes, Grandma picked this out. Do you like it?"

Ya Ya opened her little mouth slightly, looking at the sofa that the two uncles were carrying.

This is a row of sofas made of pink corduroy fabric. The color is a beautiful one that Ya Ya has never seen before, like the clouds dyed red by the rising sun on a foggy morning. The cushions also look more voluminous and fluffy than the one she bought herself.

Xu Aihua thought that little girls would like pink, and that dusty rose was more durable and resistant to dirt than light pink, plus the corduroy sofa cover could be removed and washed. She'd heard from Xiaoyouzi that this place was usually used as a warehouse in Yaya's village for storing goods, so she didn't choose a large, chaise lounge style, but instead opted for a delicate, narrow, straight sofa, and even bought an extra matching small armchair.

It's perfect for sitting and talking, and it doesn't take up much space.

The coffee table in the middle was chosen by Cheng Huaisong. It has a retro black walnut wood block design and several drawers, which can store a lot of small items.

The last two workers to come in were carrying a complete set of study desks and chairs that Cheng Jianguo had selected.

The all-white desk is paired with a pink and white children's study chair. The chair has a back support function and an adjustable footrest to correct posture.

The workers carefully placed the furniture on the ground.

Ya Ya stared wide-eyed, then hesitantly extended a finger and slowly pointed at herself.

"These...all of this was brought to me?"

Seeing her surprised and dazed expression, Cheng Huaisong subconsciously wanted to poke Ya Ya's cheek. Little Youzi was much rounder when she was little, with chubby, soft, and bouncy cheeks, which he loved to pinch.

However, as soon as the idea came to him, he instinctively felt it was inappropriate, and in the end he simply reached out and gently touched the top of Ya Ya's head.

"It's just a small thing. Xiaoyouzi told me that you bought a sofa and brought it back to the village a while ago. She said you really like sofas. We were thinking that your warehouse is empty, and we might come to visit often in the future. It would be inconvenient if there was nowhere to sit. Look, all these older sisters can only stand. So we bought you a sofa."