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

The fields of Lotus Village are bustling with activity.

With a plow and a pitchfork, an acre of land can be plowed neatly in no time.

Zhao Hu and several aunties were sowing wheat seeds in the freshly plowed field, while the village chief and Fang Tiesheng were already leading another group of people in the field next to the pine tree.

Fang Tiesheng held the planting guide paper that Ya Ya had brought back.

He has studied the words on it thoroughly, but there is one part he doesn't quite understand.

What exactly is this "centimeter" thing written on it?

Sowing depth is 5-6 cm.

Line spacing: 60-80 cm.

Plant spacing: 25-40 cm.

High yields can only be achieved when seedlings are uniform, plants are evenly distributed, and the population is well-coordinated.

Fang Tiesheng looked at the few lines he had circled on the paper, squatted on the edge of the field, and scratched his head.

Based on the context, he figured that "centimeter" was probably a common unit of length in that area, like the feet or zhang they used. If they had something that measured one centimeter, things would be much easier...

He knows every inch and foot perfectly, but he has no idea how long a centimeter is.

These are new seeds, so I can't just plant them randomly. If I ruin the precious seeds that Ya Ya worked so hard to bring back, that would be terrible.

Little Bean waited anxiously beside a small bucket of farmyard manure that he had collected over several days.

If he can plant corn today, he can use the fertilizer he has saved.

Just then, Ya Ya came strolling over, carrying a small cloth bag and dangling a light green rope in her hand.

When Ya Ya returned to the courtyard, only Aunt Lin and her mother-in-law were there. It was quiet and deserted. Knowing that everyone had gone to plow the fields and plant wheat, she put down her small basket and came over.

She's a pro at weeding and can do a lot of chores.

"Old Fang, are you going to use this land to grow corn? Break up the soil a bit more?" the village chief called out from afar in the field.

"Finish sowing the wheat seeds first."

Fang Tiesheng shouted back, then buried his head in thought again. He still had a stack of various wrapping papers that Ya Ya had brought back earlier.

However, I couldn't find any information about centimeters in this document.

"How long is a centimeter anyway? Why is it such a strange word?"

"Centimeters? I know that!" A crisp voice rang out from behind, startling Fang Tiesheng so much that he almost slipped and fell from the paddy field into the ditch.

Luckily, I was wearing new rain boots.

He patted his chest.

"When did Ya Ya arrive?"

Ya Ya smiled and raised her hand, waving the little green string in her hand. "I heard Grandpa Fang talking as soon as I arrived!"

Fang Tiesheng's eyes followed the swaying of the small green rope, and Xiaodouzi stared at it curiously as well.

Coincidentally.

He Miao was thinking of buying new clothes and shoes for Ya Ya, but she was just a young office worker who had only been working for two years and had never bought anything for a child before. She was worried that if she bought something too big, Ya Ya wouldn't be able to wear it, and if she bought something too small, it would be even worse.

They simply asked Chen Lei to find a sewing kit; you can find those at two-dollar stores.

This small box contains everything you need, from needles and thread to a measuring tape.

He Miao took out a soft measuring tape and led Ya Ya to the small bathroom in the back to measure the dimensions.

I measured Ya Ya's height, waist circumference, and even her little feet.

Once the child's clothes were off, his body was thin, his neck was slender, which made his head look a bit big, and his two short legs were as thin as sticks.

He Miao quickly measured her and hurriedly dressed Ya Ya; she was too thin.

She is 83 centimeters tall, with a waist of only 39 centimeters, which can be encircled by one hand, and her little feet are 14 centimeters long.

She wrote the numbers down in her phone's notes app.

Ya Ya stared at the green rope in her hand, utterly intrigued. "Why are there little stripes of string on this rope?"

He Miao forced a smile, patted Ya Ya's head, and said, "This is a measuring tape. Each mark is one centimeter. I've already measured your size. If you buy clothes according to the measurement on the measuring tape, you won't get the wrong size."

She handed the measuring tape to Ya Ya, who curiously touched it and gently tugged at it. Huh? It seems to have a little bit of elasticity.

Seeing how much she liked it, He Miao simply stuffed the entire sewing kit, along with the measuring tape, into Ya Ya's little basket.

A sewing kit is a very useful item, and it won't go to waste if you bring it back.

Chen Lei's three clip-on lamps weren't heavy, but Ya Ya's little basket was too small, so he put them in a red plastic bag for her to carry.

When Ya Ya came back, she asked Grandma Liu to clip all the clips onto the fence in the yard, and she also gave Grandma Liu her sewing kit.

Grandma Liu looked at the light, smooth, and transparent little box, which contained needles, thread, and tiny scissors, and was extremely fascinated by it.

The needles are neatly arranged in a round, transparent dish, and the threads are rolled up without tangling, in all sorts of colors.

The people in that area really live a meticulous and refined life.

Then, looking at the soft ruler in Ya Ya's hand, Ya Ya proudly told her grandmother how to use the rope before taking the little soft ruler to the field to show everyone something new.

She also wanted to measure how tall Xiaodouzi and Xiaoshuanzi were.

She's a full 83 centimeters tall!

Hearing Grandpa Fang mutter "centimeter," Ya Ya pointed to the tiny squares printed on the green rope and exclaimed, "This is a centimeter!"

With a hint of serious pride on her little face, Ya Ya said, "Sister He Miao said that each grid is one centimeter, and they use it to measure their height and feet."

After saying that, his eyes lit up as he looked at Xiaodouzi: "Xiaodouzi, come here, let me measure how tall you are."

Little Bean stared at the long green rope in Ya Ya's hand, feeling a little embarrassed, and took small, quick steps to approach.

When Xiao Shuanzi saw that his older sister Ya Ya had returned, he ran over as well.

Fang Tiesheng helped straighten the rope. "79... centimeters?"

Little Bean scratched the back of his head. He had just heard that Sister Ya Ya was 83 centimeters tall. He needed to eat more so he could grow taller quickly.

The newly arrived Xiao Shuanzi was also pulled over and measured. "68 centimeters."

Ya Ya's two little braids stick up high, and she looks very happy.

She's the eldest sister, and she's the tallest!

Fang Tiesheng, Grandpa Li, and the village chief who had come over looked at the three happy little children, then at the green soft ruler in their hands, and smiled along with them.

Fang Tiesheng was somewhat shocked.

Last time Granny Li was sick and had a fever, Ya Ya went to the two-dollar store and brought back some medicine.

This time, not knowing the dimensions of a millimeter, she carried a soft measuring tape with her in her arms.

This has happened twice.

That two-dollar store had such good stuff, yet it was so cheap, and there was that beautiful, fairy-like older sister that Ya Ya described.

hiss--

Fang Tiesheng secretly gasped. Those two must be real gods, having already calculated what Lotus Village would need.

The thought only flashed through his mind for a moment. He bent down and spoke softly to Ya Ya, "Darling, could you lend Grandpa this ruler for a bit? We'll need it to plant corn later."

Without a second thought, Ya Ya generously offered it to Grandpa Fang, saying, "Grandpa Fang, please feel free to take it!"

Fang Tiesheng took the measuring tape; now the corn could be planted.

He turned to the village chief and said, "Loosen this plot of land a few more times, make the soil a little looser and finer, it'll be perfect for planting corn."

Little Bean, who was guarding the fertilizer bucket nearby, immediately lit up when he heard this.

He patted the lid of the small bucket of farmyard manure he had collected; it was time to plant his corn!