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

Jiang Zhuo stayed up all night last night and spent the whole day thinking about it. He rushed to finish writing the plan before Jiang Yan got off work.

Jiang Zhuo rubbed his sore wrists and looked at the thick stack of A4 papers on the table, suddenly feeling a sense of accomplishment.

After dinner, Jiang Zhuo obediently took the plan and went to Jiang Yan's room.

"Second brother, here's the contingency plan for you."

Jiang Yan took the stack of A4 papers and began to read them, her gaze behind her gold-rimmed glasses unusually focused.

Jiang Zhuo unconsciously straightened up, feeling as if she were waiting for the homeroom teacher to grade her papers.

"Just look, why are you frowning like that?" Jiang Zhuo felt uneasy. Where had he written it wrong? His second brother's brows were furrowed so much they could trap a fly.

"come over."

Jiang Yan suddenly spoke.

Jiang Zhuo swallowed hard and took a few small steps forward.

Jiang Yan glanced coldly at Jiang Zhuo, then drew a few lines on an A4 sheet of paper with a pen.

"Here, you wrote that your older brother loves sweets, so you can prepare some. How much is 'something'? Is it one candy, or a whole bag of candy? What do you mean by 'something'?"

Jiang Zhuo choked, "...Then shall I add a supplementary table?"

Jiang Yan turned to the next page. "Here, you wrote that you'd guarantee my brother gets enough sleep. How many hours is 'enough'? In an unfamiliar environment, my brother has difficulty falling asleep. How far in advance do we need to create a sleep-inducing environment? If the recording disrupts his sleep schedule, what adjustments will be made?"

"Also, you've marked the times for your brother's medication, which is divided into pre- and post-meal doses. But if the recording of the show delays his mealtimes, how should the medication schedule be adjusted? Which medications can be postponed, and which must be taken on time?"

Jiang Zhuo hesitated, unable to speak.

Jiang Yan didn't stop there. "You wrote that in case of an emergency, you should contact the local hospital immediately. Which hospital is it? How far is it from the recording location? How long will it take for an ambulance to arrive? If your older brother feels unwell at night, how will you handle it alone?"

Jiang Yan stuffed the stack of papers back into Jiang Zhuo's arms. "Rewrite them and give them to me tomorrow."

"Second Brother..."

Jiang Yan interrupted Jiang Zhuo, "What I need is not some high-sounding words, but how to solve the problem and how to ensure my brother's safety. That's what I need."

"I'll rewrite it."

Jiang Zhuo's attitude was serious and sincere.

Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang Zhuo and waved for Jiang Zhuo to leave.

After Jiang Zhuo left, Jiang Yan leaned back in his chair and stared blankly for a while. If he could, he really wanted to go with his older brother. He couldn't bear to leave his older brother in Jiang Zhuo's care.

Jiang Yan rejected this plan twice more.

Jiang Zhuo nervously placed the contingency plan, which she had revised countless times, in front of Jiang Yan.

As Jiang Yan turned the pages of the book, Jiang Zhuo's heart pounded.

"Barely passed."

Nice!!! A smile instantly appeared on Jiang Zhuo's face.

Looking at Jiang Zhuo's silly appearance, Jiang Yan's head started to ache again. He felt that Jiang Zhuo was unreliable. "Alright, we're leaving the day after tomorrow. Get your luggage and your brother's luggage ready. I'll check them tomorrow night."

OK.

The next morning, after Jiang Guanqing finished eating, he sunbathed in the greenhouse for a while. When he came down, he found his room door wide open and a noisy commotion inside.

Two large suitcases were spread out on the floor of the room, filled with all sorts of random things. The bed was covered with various clothes, and the table on one side was piled with bottles and jars.

Jiang Zhuo, Jiang Huai, Jiang Ting, and Jiang Ting squatted by the bed, forming a circle, and whispered to each other about something.

Jiang Guanqing looked at his once clean and tidy room now a mess, his mind blank. "What are you doing?" Are you trying to tear the house apart?

Upon hearing Jiang Guanqing's voice, Jiang Ting was the first to jump up, "B-Big Brother."

The three people, including Jiang Zhuo, who were still squatting, exchanged glances.

Oh dear, I've been caught.

Jiang Guanqing saw the iron box on the ground through the gap between the people.

Jiang Ting picked up the iron box, feeling somewhat guilty. "Big brother, we didn't mean to, we didn't open it."

Jiang Zhuo nodded repeatedly, "Big brother, we were packing your luggage and then we found this, but we didn't open it."

Jiang Ning felt guilty. He had found the iron box in the wardrobe and carried it out. "I'm sorry, big brother." He just wanted to see clearly what was under the wardrobe.

The younger brothers' faces were filled with guilt. Jiang Guanqing pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, there's nothing you can't see."

After seeing that the box was locked, Jiang Zhuo and the others didn't even bother to open it or try the password. They just squatted there, whispering and arguing.

The argument started when Jiang Huai casually remarked, "It must contain my medals. Big brother has many of my medals."

And then it just spiraled out of control.

Jiang Guanqing stepped forward and took the metal box. "Do you want to see it?"

The four of them shook their heads in unison, unusually speaking in unison, "We won't watch."

Jiang Guanqing chuckled, "You really don't want to watch? Fine then, I'll let Xiaoyan watch it by herself tonight."

"No!"

Jiang Guanqing chuckled softly, then looked down and fiddled with the combination lock. With a click, the lock opened.

The four who said they wouldn't watch squeezed forward and stared longingly.

Upon seeing the scattered trinkets inside the metal box, the four felt a pang of sorrow and fell silent.

Jiang Guanqing gazed longingly at the contents of the iron box, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

Jiang Ting's eyes reddened. He reached into the tin box and took out the ugly handmade colorful rope. His voice was a little hoarse. "Big brother, did I make this?"

Jiang Guanqing nodded. "Yes, you made it when you were six years old."

Jiang Guanqing took the colorful rope from Jiang Ting's hand, put it on his wrist, and said, "It's a bit too small, I can't tie it anymore."

Jiang Guanqing used his other hand to hold the rope steady. "Doesn't it look good now?"

"Mmm." Jiang Ning looked down at the colorful rope on Jiang Guanqing's wrist, tears welling up in her eyes.

Jiang Ning curiously rummaged through the stones in the metal box and asked in confusion, "Big brother, why are you picking up so many stones?"

Jiang Guanqing blinked. "I didn't pick it up, you did."

Jiang Ning paused, then pointed at herself incredulously, "I found it?"

Jiang Guanqing nodded affirmatively.

No, did he pick up these stones?

Jiang Ning was lost and confused.

Jiang Guanqing picked up the stones one by one, introducing them as he did so, "This round stone is the one you traded with your friends for two big chicken legs when you were in kindergarten."

Jiang Ning looked at the stone. Apart from its unusual roundness, there was nothing special about it. "Did I trade two chicken legs for it?" This was a huge loss.

Jiang Guanqing smiled as he recalled the incident, "After school, you cried as soon as you saw your mother because you were hungry, wailing about being hungry. Everyone else had chicken legs, but you didn't, you only had stones."

"After listening for a while, Mom thought the teacher was not feeding you and was even throwing stones into your bowl. She took you straight to the school, and only after the teacher explained did she realize it was a big misunderstanding."