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

Nam Yoon-ah sat down, revealing her signature innocent smile. "Aunties, just call me Yoon-ah. I'm just here to record a show, not some big star."

"Hey Jun, all of you young men from the city are so handsome. By the way, Yoona, is your show going to be in our village for quite a few days? Will it coincide with our village's apricot blossom banquet?"

Nam Yoon-ah peeled a melon seed, nodded, and said, "We can make it. We'll leave after the Apricot Blossom Banquet."

Seeing her aunts nod, Nam Yoon-ah casually asked, "I heard that there will be a flower goddess blessing people at the Apricot Blossom Banquet. Who is the flower goddess? Is she very beautiful?"

Upon hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the women faded slightly, and they exchanged glances.

The aunt in the maroon jacket sighed and threw the apricot blossoms in her hand into the bamboo sieve.

"We were just worried about this. In previous years, the Flower Goddess would choose the prettiest girl in the village, but this year the village chief said that our Apricot Blossom Banquet has been selected for some kind of folk culture project. Big reporters will be coming and we'll be on TV. We have to choose the most beautiful girl so as not to embarrass our Qianmuyuan."

But the village chief looked at all the girls in the village and felt they were lacking something. He said they weren't distinctive enough, that they didn't stand out at first glance and make people think our village was the best.

After the aunt finished speaking, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stared intently at Nam Yoon-ah's face. "Hey, Yoon-ah, you're so beautiful and a big star. If you were willing to be the Flower Goddess and stand on that stage, wouldn't you be..."

Nam Yoon-ah's heart skipped a beat. It had come so easily; even the heavens were on her side.

Nam Yoon-ah looked flustered and hurriedly waved her hands in refusal, "No, no, Auntie, you're flattering me. There are plenty of people in the production crew who are prettier than me. What am I?"

"Is there anyone prettier than you? Don't be modest, girl. You're the most beautiful girl in our village."

Nam Yoon-ah hurriedly pulled her phone out of her pocket. "If the aunties don't believe me, I'll show you."

Nam Yoon-ah's fingertips flew across the screen, showing several official promotional photos of the program and screenshots from the live stream to the aunties.

The aunties huddled together, looking at the radiant faces on the screen, and clicked their tongues in amazement, "They're all so good-looking."

Seeing that it was about time, Nam Yoon-ah took out Jiang Guanqing's photo and showed it to the aunties.

The photo looks like a candid shot. On the screen, Jiang Guanqing is leaning against a rattan chair in Baiyun Courtyard, tilting her head slightly, holding a handful of brightly wrapped candies in her fair and jade-like hands.

Jiang Guanqing seemed to be smiling at the people outside the camera, with her eyebrows and eyes curved, her lips a little pale, and a hint of weariness from illness, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

"My goodness, is this young man a celestial being descended to earth?" The round-faced auntie forgot to eat the melon seeds in her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise.

The auntie in the maroon jacket was also stunned. "Yoona, what's this kid's name? Is he also from your show? I'm over seventy years old and this is the first time I've ever seen such a handsome young man."

Nam Yoon-ah's lips curled slightly; the fish had taken the bait. "He's from our show, his name is Jiang Guanqing. A lot of people online like him; any one of his videos can get tens of millions of likes."

"Tens of millions of people?! Our village only has a little over a thousand people."

The woman in the maroon jacket exclaimed in surprise.

The other aunties thought for a moment, their eyes lighting up. "Yun'er, is this young man staying at the Bai family's house? I need to go talk to the village chief right away. When this young man stands on the stage, our whole village will be blessed with good fortune next year!"

Nam Yoon-ah lowered her eyes, concealing the fleeting, chilling smile in them. When she looked up, her expression was gentle and warm again. "He lives in Baiyun Courtyard, but Auntie, his health isn't very good..."

"Only those with weak constitutions should become flower goddesses to pray for blessings." The aunt in the maroon jacket couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up and hurriedly headed out without even taking off her apron.

"I'll go find the village chief right now."

Several aunties hurriedly followed and left in a flurry, not even bothering with the half-picked apricot blossoms on the table.

Nan Yun'er sat there, watching the backs of her aunts disappear. She sneered, then looked away and gazed at the old stage in front of the ancestral hall. This was the burial place she had chosen for Jiang Guanqing.

Nam Yoon-ah wasn't in a hurry to go back. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she squatted down and marked the wooden stake she was going to work on. Since she hadn't had a proper meal since she started working on the show, and since the cameramen weren't around, Nam Yoon-ah took her phone and found a small restaurant to eat at before heading to Baiyun Courtyard.

In the courtyard, Jiang Guanqing, Jiang Yan, Cheng Yunqin and a group of others sat around a wooden table eating a meal, the dishes of which were exceptionally plentiful.

Apricot blossom honey lotus root, apricot blossom fish, apricot blossom stuffed tofu, apricot blossom shredded chicken soup... The courtyard is filled with the sweet aroma of osmanthus honey and the fragrance of apricot blossoms.

Bai Jin was in an exceptionally good mood today, and even brought a bottle of his homemade apricot blossom wine to drink. The quantity was small, just a small cup per person.

Everyone got some, even Zhou Linxi was fed a spoonful by Zhou Mu, but Jiang Guanqing didn't get a single drop.

Bai Jin wouldn't let Jiang Guanqing drink it. Although the apricot blossom wine he brewed had a low alcohol content and was relatively mild, it still contained the word "alcohol." Jiang Guanqing was in poor health and was still taking medicine, so he couldn't touch it.

"Come on, let's drink the wine after we've recovered. Let's start with this today."

Bai Jin placed a large bowl in front of Jiang Guanqing. "Yam and Poria Chicken Soup, with red dates and goji berries added. It's good for strengthening the spleen and stomach, and replenishing qi and blood."

Jiang Guanqing looked down at the basin in front of him, which was as big as his face, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. Should he drink it all?

"...Thank you, Uncle Bai, but isn't this too much?"

Cheng Yunqin sat down next to Jiang Guanqing, rolled her eyes at Bai Jin, and filled a small bowl for Jiang Guanqing. "Don't worry about your Uncle Bai, drink as much as you can."

"Thank you, Aunt Cheng."

The group ate and chatted, talking about everything from the apricot blossom banquet to their childhoods. They laughed heartily at the funny parts. Lin Jingxiao, who seemed to be a lightweight, spoke passionately, recounting his past.

"...When I was five years old, I secretly climbed into the backyard to pick the peonies that my grandfather was growing. I plucked all the petals and stuffed them in my mouth, thinking that I could become an immortal. As a result, I had red poop for three days. My mother thought I was seriously ill and went to several hospitals."

"Also, when I was little, I was afraid of the dark, so I insisted on sleeping with my grandpa's big rooster. As a result, when the rooster woke up in the morning, it laid an egg right on my pillow. When I woke up, I thought I had laid it myself, and I was proud of it for a week, and then it broke..."

Lin Jingheng felt ashamed and reached out to cover his twin brother's mouth. It was so embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing.

Jiang Guanqing didn't talk much. Most of the time, he just listened quietly. Occasionally, when asked a question, he would answer softly. His eyes were always smiling and curved, gentle and peaceful.

Bingqiu, Wangxian, Hualian, Ranwan: Help! This whole table looks so delicious! The food in the school cafeteria is so tasteless, the rice doesn't even taste like rice, it's like plastic.

Zhao Di Reminisces: Lin Jingxiao, you're my god! I could laugh for a year at the part about picking peonies to become an immortal, and I'll remember the red poop joke until next year.

Sheng Yuanxing: Big Brother: My life has no apricot blossom wine, only an endless supply of yam and poria chicken soup.

Why criticize those who bring glory to the country? Hahahaha, who's better: someone else's apricot blossom wine vs. the big brother's basin of chicken soup?

sofikitty: Everyone else was chatting enthusiastically, but Jiang Guanqing listened quietly with her eyes crinkled into crescent moons. So gentle, I love it.

An 80-year-old is still a flower: A rooster laid an egg next to his pillow, and he thought it was his own, feeling smug for a week. What kind of baffling human child behavior is this?

The resident guest, who's always poor: Lin Jingxiao, you got drunk after just one drink and still dared to speak so passionately? You just spilled all your dark history after only half a drink, didn't you? Just wait until after the show is over!!!