Chapter 26: Even the Little Ancestor Has Fans Now

The note read: White Radish.

"White Radish?" Yu Danxue blinked and looked at Yu Zhisheng. She didn't know what a white radish was.

Yu Zhisheng was surprised she could read those two characters. While the "Little Great-Aunt" held a very high seniority in the family, she was only three and a half years old, so she shouldn't know many words.

"Does Little Great-Aunt know a lot of words?"

Yu Danxue held her head high and said proudly, "I know lots and lots of words! It's just that some of them look a bit different from what I’m used to, but I can usually guess them."

Her father and the others had taught her many characters, telling her it would make things easier for her since she had arrived here.

Yu Zhisheng gave a thumbs up and praised, "Little Great-Aunt is amazing, knowing so many words!"

The Little Great-Aunt wiggled her little bottom, covering her mouth as she giggled.

[Wuwuwu, another day of wanting to kidnap the Little Great-Aunt. Is she not just too cute?]
[Little Great-Aunt, I have sacks in many colors here; which one do you like?]
[Yu Zhisheng, we are mortal enemies (who told you to snatch my Little Great-Aunt)!]
[Pfft, you guys are killing me with laughter.]

"Little Great-Aunt, a white radish is that white root vegetable. You can stew it in soup or boil it to eat," Yu Zhisheng said, not entirely sure himself. He looked at the other guests, Qi Kang and the others. "That's right, isn't it?"

Qi Kang spread his hands. "Don't ask me; I don't cook."

Han Qian waved her hands, not feeling embarrassed at all. "I'm a total kitchen novice, too. My parents cooked for me growing up, and even when I became an idol, my parents still cooked for me."

Zhong Guoxing, however, knew how to cook. He said with a chuckle, "Zhisheng is right. You can also make a cold salad with white radish."

"People who like it really love it, though it can make you gassy if you eat too much. Those who don't like it find it as bitter as bitter melon—to each their own."

[This feels like a proper variety show now. What was that mess before?]
[It was ruined by Duan Lele and Gao Pengfei. Thank goodness they left the show.]
[I can finally watch the little milk bun properly without those toxic things around.]

"Then what does a white radish look like?" Yu Danxue asked, as she didn't know.

However, some viewers were very dissatisfied with her.

[What is this? She doesn't even know what a white radish is? Is this just an act?]
[The Yu family’s intention to push Yu Danxue is too obvious. My daughter isn't even two and she knows what a white radish is.]
[I don't want to watch this show anymore. It has no bottom line and is getting more and more disgusting.]

[If you idiots don't want to watch, then get lost. Nobody is forcing you.]
[So what if the Little Great-Aunt doesn't know what a white radish is? There are city kids in their teens who don't know what a white radish is, let alone someone from a wealthy family like the Yus. Are you all just miserable, bitter people?]
[These people are just keyboard warriors; they won't even spare a little girl.]
[It’s also possible these are paid trolls trying to step on the Little Great-Aunt to get ahead. They should look at who is behind her first.]

A staff member brought over a white radish, explained it in detail to Yu Danxue, and told her about its benefits.

Yu Danxue’s eyes sparkled as she clapped her little hands. "That's so amazing!"

"Such a good thing—the more there is, the better, so more people can have enough to eat."

Yu Zhisheng felt a pang of heartache. Once they reached town, he would take the Little Great-Aunt around to show her that people who couldn't afford a meal were in the vast minority now.

The overwhelming majority of people could eat their fill, no longer like a thousand years ago.

Feng Doudou and Xiao Yun also drew lots. One drew corn, the other potatoes.

"Alright, guests, please take your vegetables and head to town by vehicle," the director said. "You'll have to figure out how to get back yourselves; the production team is not responsible for your return."

And so, the guests squeezed onto a tractor, listening to the *put-put-put* sound as they headed toward town.

The four children, including Yu Danxue, were seeing a tractor for the first time. They were full of curiosity, looking here and touching there, acting like they hadn't seen the world before.

"This is so cool!" Yu Danxue genuinely thought it was impressive. Although it was a bit loud, it was certainly different from a horse-drawn carriage.

The other three children nodded vigorously.

"It's more comfortable than my family's car. Our car is too small; I never have enough space to move around in the back."

"I want my mom and dad to buy me a tractor. That would be so stylish."

"I want one too! This tractor is great."

Yu Zhisheng and the others: "..."

As long as you kids are happy.

[Hahaha! The parents of those three—wait, the parents of Feng Doudou and the others must be having a heart attack watching this.]
[You never know with the Little Great-Aunt's family; Xiao Zheng and Xiao Sheng might actually buy her a tractor.]
[If it were me, I’d be gasping for air. What kind of child likes a tractor and wants their parents to buy one for the road?]
[Don't say that; I lived in the countryside as a kid and I really loved tractors. I used to think I'd buy one when I grew up.]
[Me too! I thought tractors were so stylish when I was little. Now I just want to slap my younger self.]

With the *put-put-put* of the tractor, Yu Danxue and the guests finally reached the town.

"I can't take it anymore, my old back," Zhong Guoxing said, slowly climbing off the tractor with Yu Zhisheng's help. He mocked himself, "My body..."

"Uncle's body is fine," Yu Danxue said. "Just go see a doctor and get it treated properly."

"You can't call me Uncle!" Yu Zhisheng was nearing a breakdown. "Little Great-Aunt, Senior Zhong is one generation above me, so he should also call you Little Great-Aunt."

"And Han Qian too. You can't call her 'Big Sister'; everyone on this production team is your junior."

After saying this, he clutched his chest, looking as if he were falling apart.

The comments were filled with laughter; not a single person sympathized with him.

Yu Danxue nodded, understanding. "Little Zhong, Little Han."

"Pfft!" Laughter erupted all around.

Zhong Guoxing and Han Qian took it well. Before the show started, they already knew there was a three-and-a-half-year-old "Little Great-Aunt" who was the senior to everyone on the program.

"Hello, Little Great-Aunt," they greeted with smiles.

Yu Danxue puffed out her little belly, striking the pose of a tiny elder. "Hello to you both."

"Little Zhong, Little Han, I will take good care of you."

[I can't handle this; how can the Little Great-Aunt be so cute? I want to pinch her cheeks.]
[Little Zhong, Little Han... hahaha, I’m going to die laughing on this show. Sure enough, no one can escape these names.]
[The Little Great-Aunt isn't wrong; the fault lies in you being too old. Who told you the Little Great-Aunt's seniority was so high?]

Han Qian reached out and pinched Yu Danxue's chubby cheeks, smiling brightly. "Little Great-Aunt, when I earn some money, I'll buy you some milk tea."

"Don't..." Yu Zhisheng hadn't even finished his protest when he heard Yu Danxue ask:

"Little Han, what is milk tea? Is it a type of tea?"