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

"Good child, you have a filial heart!" The old man nodded repeatedly.

"How filial!" The green monk parrot in the cage suddenly shouted and imitated it.

It startled Ya Ya.

Seeing Ya Ya looking over, the green monk parrot flapped its wings twice, tilted its head to look at her, and repeated, "Filial piety!"

"Grandpa, you, you bird can talk!!" Ya Ya's eyes widened.

"Hehe! Isn't that right? Niu Niu is so smart." The old man pinched a bird feed and put it into the cage.

Ya Ya leaned closer to look, her eyes full of curiosity.

But when she thought about the forty-two pairs of shoes she still had to choose from, she glanced at the little green bird with a hint of reluctance, and quickly lowered her head to continue comparing the soles of the shoes one by one with each rope.

Fortunately, an elderly man was there to help.

The two of them compared the shoes one by one for about half an hour before they had picked out all the shoes.

YaYa chose mid-calf rain boots. The height of the boots allows her to tuck her pants in, so mud won't splash onto her pants when it rains, and she won't have to worry about getting her pants dirty.

The two shortest ropes left are Xiao Shuanzi's and Xiao Douzi's.

Ya Ya didn't see any shoes that were this small.

She herself had small feet.

"You still need three pairs, right? For the kids? Come on, Grandpa will take you over there, the children's boots are all there." The old man picked up the birdcage with one hand and took Ya Ya's hand with the other.

There was a pile of small shoes at the stall owner's feet, with few children's styles; they were all mixed up in one pile.

The old man first helped Ya Ya choose her size, and then, as if they were old friends, he pulled away the stall owner's folding stool: "Come on, sit here and try it on."

Ya Ya sat obediently on the little stool, her little face slightly flushed.

It's so embarrassing to have so many people watching her change her shoes!

Thankfully, I wash my feet every day, and today I'm wearing pretty fuzzy socks!

She picked up a black rain boot and tried to put it on. The opening was small, and when she put her toes in, it felt a little cool.

After putting on the shoes, Ya Ya tried to stand up and take a couple of steps, experiencing a sensation she had never felt before.

It was a bit heavy, and it made a muffled "duangduang" sound when it landed.

The soles of the shoes were soft and springy, but not as soft as her cotton shoes.

After a brief moment of novelty, Ya Ya quickly continued trying on the green shoes that Grandpa had brought over.

These feel completely different when you put them on. They're lighter than the black boots from before, the fabric fits snugly against your feet, and the size is just right—it feels like they're an extension of your foot.

"How is it? Is it suitable?"

Ya Ya nodded vigorously: "Perfect!"

The old man had already picked out several other pairs of shoes while Ya Ya was putting them on. He had picked out dozens of pairs of shoes and laid them out in a large area.

"Uncle, how much are these in total?" Ya Ya looked up at the stall owner next to her.

After finishing his work, the boss looked down at the sound and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I forgot about a big client!"

Buy so many shoes.

He quickly squatted down to help the old man pick up his shoes.

They counted as they tidied.

"Eighteen pairs each of adult mid-calf rain boots and liberation shoes, and three pairs each of children's sizes. The children's size is one yuan less than the adult size, for a total of four hundred and fifty-six, let's say four hundred and fifty-five."

Just as Ya Ya was about to take out some red bills from her small handbag, the old man grabbed a bundle of dark gray cloth covers and said, "Boss, the little girl bought so much from you, how about giving her a pair of gloves for free?"

The boss glanced at them; 400 yarn gloves, not worth much, and readily agreed, "Okay."

The old man chuckled as he stuffed the gloves into Ya Ya's stroller: "These gloves are for working; they won't chafe your hands. You should be able to use them."

Ya Ya looked at the old man with eyes full of admiration. "You can buy things like this? What an amazing grandpa! He got such a big bundle for me without spending a single penny... What's it called again? Gloves!"

"Grandpa, you're amazing! Thank you, Grandpa!"

Green Monk Parrot: "Grandpa is awesome!"

Because I bought too many shoes and was afraid of getting them mixed up when I got home, and since there weren't many people at the stall, the stall owner simply put a bag over each pair of rain boots and tied each pair of canvas shoes with a shoelace.

Look at this little cart, oh dear, there are eggs and persimmons underneath.

After thinking for a moment, I put the gloves inside as a pad, then put the lightweight liberation shoes in the cart box, and finally put the rain boots in a big bag and stacked them on top of the cart box, tying them together with a rope.

Once everything was tidied up, Ya Ya's gaze was drawn to the rake-like object piled up next to her.

As they got closer, the heavy, metallic texture caught Ya Ya's eye a few more times.

So much iron must be worth a lot of money...

Then look at those five iron teeth, sharp and hard, they must be incredibly strong when stuck into the ground.

The old man found it strange that she was staring at him, and the children were also captivated by the five-pronged pitchfork.

"This is for turning over soil. It can be used to push into hard soil, and with a step and a pry, the soil becomes loose, saving effort."

When Ya Ya heard this, her little heart skipped a beat.

They are farm tools! Farm tools used for planting!

She secretly touched her small handbag, unsure if she could afford it.

"So... how much is this?"

Ya Ya stared intently at the stall owner, afraid of hearing a number she couldn't afford.

Hopefully it won't be too expensive, ideally at a price she can afford with the money in her small handbag.

The villagers have to save up for a long time to make a small hoe. How much silver must such a big piece of iron, even the handle, be worth?

"thirty."

"what?"

Ya Ya was stunned for a moment, her little mouth slightly open, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

She had originally thought it would cost at least a dozen red bills, but she never expected it would only cost thirty!

She paused for a moment, then her little face lit up with surprise and joy: "Uncle, I'll buy it! I want to buy this!"

I wonder how the village chief and the others will react when they see such a big piece of iron.

Ya Ya happily pulled out three ten-yuan bills.

The little hands gently touched the cold handle of the pitchfork again and again.

"Can you lift it? This thing is quite heavy."

The old man was a little worried. The teeth of the pitchfork were sharp, and the child was so thin that he could easily prick his foot if he wasn't careful.

"Where are your parents? They need to come and get it."

"My uncle said we should meet over there; he went to buy other things." Ya Ya pointed to an empty alley not far away.

She's now very familiar with this line, and she can say it without batting an eye.

The old man glanced at it; the road wasn't far, but he was still worried about letting her carry such a dangerous thing alone.

"Alright, Grandpa will take it for you."

He picked up the pitchfork and birdcage with one hand, and with the other hand he helped Ya Ya hold the cart, slowly guiding her into the alley.

Upon arriving at the location, the old man gently leaned the pitchfork against the wall, making sure it was secure before earnestly instructing him: "You must be very careful. You must wait for your uncle to arrive before you move it. You are not allowed to take it yourself."

These iron teeth are incredibly sharp; if they prick your foot, they'll draw blood and you'll need a shot!

"You need a shot!"

The old man had a stern face, and the little green bird was also singing along.

Ya Ya knew Grandpa was thinking of her, so she nodded obediently, "Yes, Ya Ya remembers, I won't touch it randomly, thank you Grandpa!"