My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

Jiang Guanqing couldn't fall asleep last night because she was thinking about how today was New Year's Eve and she could spend it with her younger brothers. As a result, she woke up late this morning.

Seeing that the clock had already struck nine, Jiang Guanqing felt a little annoyed and hurriedly changed his clothes and went downstairs.

I realized that everyone else was already up except for myself.

"Big brother, get up!"

Jiang Ting jogged forward and took Jiang Guanqing's arm.

Jiang Guanqing felt a little embarrassed; everyone else had gotten up, but he was the only one who had slept until now.

"Big brother, come and eat. We made breakfast together this morning." Jiang Ting pulled Jiang Guanqing toward the dining table.

There were many breakfast items on the table: steamed buns, porridge, milk, and eggs. They looked similar to what the aunt usually prepared, but they didn't look as fancy.

Several of the boiled eggs had cracks, with some of the egg white showing; the fried eggs looked burnt; and the steamed buns either had no pleats or were open and leaking filling...

As soon as Jiang Guanqing sat down, several dishes appeared on the plate in front of him.

"Big brother, eat." Jiang Ning picked up an extra-large bun and placed it on Jiang Guanqing's plate, looking at it longingly.

Jiang Guanqing looked at the "unremarkable" steamed bun, picked it up and took a bite.

"How is it?" Jiang Ning asked expectantly, as this was the best one he had ever wrapped.

Jiang Guanqing paused for a moment, then showed the steamed bun he was holding to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Guanqing didn't even get a bite of the filling; it was still just plain flour.

Jiang Ning: ...

"Pfft... Hahahaha, Xiao Liu, did you pick the wrong one? It's actually steamed buns."

Jiang Huai laughed gleefully.

"Get lost." Jiang Ning rolled her eyes at Jiang Huai. He had clearly wrapped a lot of filling, and it was almost impossible to wrap it up. How could this happen?

Everyone wanted to give Jiang Guanqing the best possible gift; the boiled eggs had to be perfectly intact, and the steamed buns had to look nice.

The result was that the eggshells couldn't be peeled off, eggshells were found in fried eggs, and most of the steamed buns were made of white flour.

Gong Bolin ladled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Jiang Guanqing. "Guanqing, you should have some porridge."

Jiang Guanqing nodded.

Jiang Yan took a tissue to wipe her mouth. Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, she said calmly, "Four, five, six, clean up the dishes and the kitchen. My older brother and I are going to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. Jiang Xiaosan will come along."

Jiang Yan met Gong Bolin's gaze, then looked away with disdain. He couldn't control this man; he would definitely follow his older brother later, and then he would make him drive.

"I don't."

"Why should I go to the supermarket too?"

"Big brother, I want to go with you..."

Hearing Jiang Yan's arrangement, Jiang Zhuo was completely convinced, while the other three were unwilling.

"No discussion. You had better clean up the kitchen before I got back, since you messed it up like that." Jiang Yan said coldly. The two of them almost tore the kitchen apart while trying to boil or fry an egg.

Remembering the eggs that had fallen to the ground, the salt jar soaking in water, and the soy sauce splattered all over the wall... Jiang Huai and the others were speechless.

Jiang Zhuo chuckled. Indeed, actors need to be dedicated. It was worth it for him to have learned to cook specifically for acting.

"Where are we going? What do we want to buy?" Jiang Guanqing asked only after they were already in the car.

Jiang Yan pulled Jiang Guanqing and sat directly in the back seat. Gong Bolin and Jiang Zhuo, who had not yet gotten into the car, exchanged a glance.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes darted around. "Brother Bolin, I'm not a good driver." He wanted to sit in the back, next to his older brother.

Gong Bolin: ...

Jiang Zhuo had just opened the back door when Gong Bolin pressed it back down, saying, "You sit in the passenger seat."

"you!"

Gong Bolin raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhu clenched his fist. "Okay." Passenger seat, then.

The group didn't go far; instead, they went to a large supermarket in the villa area.

Because the supermarket is located in a villa area, only residents of the villa area come here, and since it's Lunar New Year's Eve, there aren't many people.

"Jiang Xiaosan, go get the cart and take two."

"Oh." Jiang Zhuo reluctantly went over.

Gong Bolin's eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia as he saw the electric shopping cart parked next to the shopping cart.

Taking advantage of Jiang Yan's inattention, Gong Bolin leaned close to Jiang Guanqing and whispered, "Baby, let's use the electric shopping cart."

The hot breath on his ear made Jiang Guanqing flinch and shake his head in refusal, "No." Although the electric shopping cart was fun, he was already 28 years old, and it would be embarrassing to drive it.

Gong Bolin was a little disappointed. "Really? But I've decided to be more open-minded. Baby, stay with me."

Jiang Guanqing hesitated.

Jiang Yan noticed Gong Bolin's actions, walked over with a cold face, and pulled Jiang Guanqing closer to her. All he does is take advantage of his older brother. His older brother has told him several times not to call her "baby," but he still secretly does it every time.

If Gong Bolin knew what Jiang Yan thought, he would definitely object. Jiang Guanqing only told him not to call him "baby" when others were around. What's wrong with him calling him "baby" in private?

Seeing Jiang Guanqing staring at the electric shopping cart in thought, Jiang Yan took the initiative to speak up, "Big brother, the supermarket is very big, let's use the electric shopping cart." It'll save you from walking and be better for your legs.

"Okay." Gong Bolin was open-minded, Xiao Yan was open-minded, and Jiang Guanqing convinced himself that he was doing this to be with them.

Jiang Zhuo, who had just pushed the shopping cart over, suddenly felt dizzy. Was he being played?

Jiang Zhuo resignedly pushed the shopping cart back to a distance. The four of them drove the electric shopping cart into the supermarket, with Jiang Yan leading the way, followed by Jiang Guanqing, and finally Gong Bolin.

As for Jiang Zhuo, he sluggishly even when driving an electric shopping cart, so Jiang Yan told him to stay away...

Now I mainly come to the supermarket to buy ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Tonight's head chef is Jiang Yan. Jiang Guanqing doesn't understand, so he just follows Jiang Yan around.

Jiang Yan would ask Jiang Guanqing's opinion on every single thing she bought, but Jiang Guanqing had no objections and was happy with everything.

"It seems we don't have much fruit left at home. Would you like some blueberries, big brother?"

Jiang Guanqing nodded.

"What about kiwis?"

"Can."

"strawberry?"

"it is good."

……

"supermarket?"

"Okay." Jiang Guanqing replied, then blinked and asked, "Xiao Yan, have you taken a liking to this supermarket?"

Jiang Yan was helpless.

Gong Bolin couldn't help but laugh, looking silly.

After driving around the supermarket for a long time, Jiang Yan finally finished buying her things.

When Jiang Guanqing put the electric shopping cart back in its original place, he was still a little reluctant to leave.

At 2 p.m., Jiang Yan prepared to start making the New Year's Eve dinner.

Except for Jiang Guanqing, everyone else was called upon by Jiang Yan to assist him.

Some were washing vegetables, others were peeling garlic; no one could rest.

It was time to start the live stream. Jiang Zhuo volunteered to make dumplings, planning to do so while broadcasting.

As soon as the live stream started, a large number of people flooded in.

The comment section quickly filled up.

Zhuozhuo Qihua: Ahhh, Zhuoge is finally going live!

Stir-fried Chili Belt: I slid straight into the live stream with a spatula.

Jiang Jiang doesn't eat ginger: Hands! Hands! Hands! Ahhhhh, my hands are still covered in flour, I'm going to yell "Hi, husband!"

Dongfang Qiubai: Bro, your dumpling-making skills are so professional! You pinch them even neater than my mom!

Chatting: I'm making dumplings too, and Zhuo Ge is making dumplings too, so it's like we're making dumplings together.

Dongdongjiang: Where's our big brother? Zhuo-ge, didn't you go home for the New Year? Is our big brother here? I want to see our big brother!!!

Ginger: What kind of filling do you put in the dumplings?

Only Love Zhuo Ge: When did you learn to make dumplings behind our backs?

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