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

Jiang Yan stayed in the room with Jiang Guanqing. After the man fell asleep, she tucked him in and stood by the bed for a moment before turning to leave.

As soon as Jiang Yan stepped out of the room, she saw the door on the other side of the corridor open, and Nan Yun'er walked out, holding her phone, her face gloomy.

Jiang Yan's gaze swept coldly over her before stopping in place.

"Hello, Yan-ge." Nan Yun'er resumed her innocent expression.

Jiang Yan frowned. "Sorry, we're not very familiar with each other. Just call me by my name from now on."

Her fingernails dug into her palms, Nam Yoon-ah's eyes reddened, and she spoke weakly, "Jiang Yan."

"Um."

Seeing that Jiang Yan was standing there and nothing more was said, Nan Yun'er pursed her lips and walked downstairs with a wronged expression.

Jiang Yan waited until Nan Yun'er went downstairs before following her down.

Downstairs in the living room, Han Ke had already returned and was curled up on the sofa playing on her phone, her fingers swiping rapidly across the screen.

"Sister Han..."

Hearing the commotion, Han Ke rolled her eyes and refused to say a word to Nan Yun'er. She glanced at Jiang Yan coming down the stairs, then lowered her head to continue looking at her phone, as if the people and things in the house had nothing to do with her.

Jiang Yan ignored the two of them, finished up the remaining work in the yard, and walked straight to the vegetable garden at the back of the yard. Gao Shizhong had said that they could use the vegetables in the garden.

Jiang Yan walked through the path behind the yard. The vegetable garden wasn't big, but it was quite tidy. Early April was the time when food was scarce.

Jiang Yan's gaze swept across the vegetable garden. The spinach looked old, its leaves thick and fleshy; it was edible, but probably not very tasty. The garlic sprouts were also old, topped with bulging flower buds. The pea shoots climbed the thin bamboo trellis, their tender tendrils curling and twisting, just beginning to form peas…

Jiang Yan rubbed his temples. No wonder Gao Shizhong was so comfortable letting them use the vegetable garden. These vegetables were either too old or hadn't grown up yet. The best-growing ones were the scallions, which were lush and green.

"Second Brother!" Jiang Zhuo was hoeing the ground in the corner of the vegetable garden. When he saw Jiang Yan coming, his eyes lit up and he threw down the hoe and walked towards Jiang Yan.

"Second brother, are you here to help me?"

Jiang Zhuo is now extremely regretful for not choosing the task himself. Hoeing is really hard work, and his palms are hurting from holding the hoe.

"no."

Jiang Yan didn't hesitate for a second and spoke directly without any mercy.

Jiang Zhuo's expression stiffened for a moment, but she continued, unwilling to give up, "Then, second brother, could you help me...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yan interrupted him, "No, hurry up and finish, or you won't get any food."

Jiang Zhuo feigned distress, "But this hoe is so heavy, and the soil is so hard, my palms are about to get blisters..."

Jiang Yan glanced at him, then her gaze fell on Jiang Zhuo's hands.

I had a BBQ and forgot I was wearing gloves.

Jiang Yan ignored Jiang Zhuo and turned to leave after checking the vegetable garden.

"Hey, second brother..."

Ningningfu Dream: Hahahaha, I forgot to wear gloves! Zhuo-ge, your acting is terrible!

Not enough paper and pen: Jiang Erge's double standards in daily life. He gently tucks the blanket around his eldest brother, but when he's busy doing chores for Zhuo Ge, he gets no food. This difference is hilarious!

The self-study girl never gives up: Gao Shizhong, you old fox! The vegetable garden is full of old and young people, only the scallions are worth looking at. The production team is incredibly stingy.

Anhe528: Your black clothes are covered in dust, and you have dirt on your head. Zhuo Ge, you look like a coal miner now. Your red carpet elegance is long gone!

Happiness is all that matters: old spinach, garlic sprouts, and baby peas—even a master chef would shake his head at them.

Wan Ning Ai: Hahahaha, Ziwei~~~ Don't go~~~~

Gong Bolin learned most of the details about the Apricot Blossom Banquet during his trip.

The Apricot Blossom Banquet is an old custom of Qianmuyuan, held every year when the apricot blossoms are in full bloom. Although it is called a banquet, it is actually a day for villagers to gather together to worship the flower goddess and pray for a good harvest. Later, it gradually changed its meaning and became a grand event that people from all around would come to join in the fun. This year, it was even designated as a "key folk culture project" by the county, and the scale is even bigger than in previous years.

The old lady who ran the small shop counted the dishes at the apricot blossom banquet on her fingers for Gong Bolin: "Apricot blossom cake, apricot blossom wine, apricot blossom pastry, apricot blossom porridge... Oh right, and that apricot blossom fish. The fish meat is sliced ​​into flowers, and the plate is arranged in the shape of an apricot blossom. It's very difficult to make."

Gong Bolin kept it in mind and wanted to ask about the details of the preparation, but the old lady was not very clear about it either. She told Gong Bolin to go find Master Bai, who had prepared the banquet in previous years.

"Okay, thank you, Grandma." Gong Bolin asked for Master Bai's address in detail, thanked the old lady, and then said goodbye.

Before it got too late, Gong Bolin went to the market and bought some vegetables and meat. Carrying the things, he walked towards Baiyun Courtyard, his mind preoccupied with Jiang Guanqing, and his steps quickened.

Jiang Guanqing didn't sleep well; his dreams were chaotic. He woke up after about an hour, lay in bed for a while to calm himself down, and then slowly made his way downstairs, supporting himself against the wall.

Han Ke was still sitting on the sofa in the living room playing on her phone. Her manager was furious and kept bombarding her with messages.

Agent: Han Ke, get moving! Don't just sit there like a block of wood. You're not like Guan Qing, who has a bunch of people watching his live streams even when he's sleeping.

Agent: Sitting there with no camera, your live stream viewership has plummeted!

……

Han Ke was so annoyed by her manager that she simply turned off the manager's calls while she was recording a show.

Hearing the noise on the stairs, Han Ke looked up and saw Jiang Guanqing slowly walking down the stairs while holding onto the railing. She was stunned for a moment.

It's unfair. If she had Jiang Guanqing's face, she would have been famous long ago. Now she's being cursed at every day.

Han Ke looked around but didn't see Jiang Yan or the others. After hesitating for a moment, she stood up and went upstairs. She came to Jiang Guanqing's side, helped him up, and said in a harsh tone, "...Slow down, you deserve to fall."

Jiang Guanqing was surprised that Han Ke would come to help him. He looked up at Han Ke, and the corners of his lips curved slightly. "Thank you."

Han Ke's ears burned, and she said fiercely, "Let's go."

After pressing Jiang Guanqing onto the sofa, Han Ke plopped back down in his previous spot and took out his phone to look at it again.

Jiang Guanqing blinked. Han Ke seemed like a conflicted child.

Noticing that people were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, Jiang Guanqing took out a few pieces of chocolate from his pocket, which he had just taken out of his suitcase, and handed them to Han Ke.

Han Ke paused for a moment, glanced at the few exquisitely packaged chocolates, frowned, and said, "No, I'll gain two pounds if I eat them."

Jiang Guanqing didn't pull her hand back; instead, she extended it forward even further, her voice soft yet unusually earnest, "But you're not fat, you're very thin."

Han Ke felt a burning sensation spread from her ears to her cheeks. Last year, she starred in a modern drama as a slightly chubby girl. After the show aired, the comments section was full of people cursing her for being "strong" and "fat," and even more offensive ones. After that, she never touched sweets again and even restricted her intake of staple foods. Even now, some people still use this incident to criticize her. But Jiang Guanqing actually said she was thin.

Han Ke opened her mouth, but the fierce words stuck in her throat. After a long while, she managed to utter, "What do you know?"

"Okay," Jiang Guanqing pursed her lips, wanting to pull her hand back.

Han Ke quickly grabbed one, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

Jiang Guanqing: ヽ(｡◕o◕｡)ﾉ.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

Han Ke lowered her head and spoke after a while, "It's alright."

Jiang Guanqing smiled, peeled off a chocolate and put it in his mouth. Then he put the rest in his pocket, making sure Xiao Yan didn't find out, or he wouldn't get any.

Spring waters and peach blossoms, yet I know you: emmmm, Han Ke's mouth is as stubborn as a rock in a latrine.

Dear Lily of the Valley, please come back: Han Ke did a great job helping Big Brother today. As a reward, if anyone calls you fat in the future, I'll definitely stand up for you, since Big Brother has certified it.

Yu Yu: Wait, didn't Second Brother Jiang control Big Brother's sugar consumption? What's Big Brother doing now?

Don't put tomatoes in scrambled eggs with tomatoes: The person upstairs is right! My brother was searching his suitcase for ages before finding the chocolate, and now he's secretly hiding it.

Song Jiyi: My brother's attempt to cover up his mistake only made things worse. He even messed up the remaining chocolates in his suitcase, just like I used to rummage through the food to make it look like I'd already eaten.

A few minutes later, Gong Bolin strode in carrying his things, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Gong Bolin looked up and saw Jiang Guanqing in the living room. He quickly walked over and said, "Guanqing."

"Mmm." Jiang Guanqing looked at Gong Bolin, her eyebrows curving into a smile. "You're back."

Gong Bolin nodded and opened the bag in his hand to show Jiang Guanqing. "I bought some pork ribs, meat, a piece of tofu, and a radish... I plan to make a pork rib and radish soup for lunch, and also some braised tofu with scallions... Your stomach isn't good, so you need to eat something warm and soft."