"Be careful, don't burn yourself!" Jiang Ling couldn't help but worry as she watched Jiang Yaojie carefully move the pot.

"It's alright, Mom... Ouch..." Jiang Yaojie was scalded by the hot pot before he could finish speaking.

Despite the pain, Jiang Yaojie quickly placed the pot on the stove and looked at Jiang Ling apologetically.

Jiang Ling ran towards Jiang Yaojie, took out the ointment she had prepared earlier from her pocket, and carefully applied it to the burn area on Jiang Yaojie's body.

As soon as the ointment touched his skin, Jiang Yaojie felt a cool sensation, and the pain immediately lessened considerably. Looking at Jiang Ling's furrowed brow and serious expression, Jiang Yaojie felt a pang of fear and quickly whispered, "Mother...I...I'm sorry...I..."

"Silly son, does it still hurt? How could you be so careless! The weather is so hot right now, if you're not careful and it gets infected and inflamed, it'll be a real problem!" Jiang Ling said after carefully examining Jiang Yaojie's scalded arm.

"Mother, I..." Jiang Yaojie thought his mother would be angry, but he never expected her to say such a thing. Jiang Yaojie felt warm inside.

"Don't move! Let me take a closer look!" Jiang Yaojie was about to move his arm to indicate that he was fine, but Jiang Ling stopped him as soon as he moved.

"Mom, I'm really fine, it doesn't hurt. You're so good to me!" Jiang Yaojie said with a smile.

"Silly son, I'm your mother, it's normal for me to be good to you. Okay, go out and play, I'll take care of this!" Jiang Ling gently put down Jiang Yaojie's arm and said to him.

Jiang Yaojie wanted to say something, but seeing how busy she was, he didn't want to disturb her. So he went out of the house and sat down next to the village women to pound the spicy herbs stored at home.

After Jiang Ling finished her work, she opened the door and saw Jiang Yaojie, his face flushed, stammering as he spoke to the village woman working beside him.

Jiang Ling walked over curiously and asked, "Yaojie, why is your face so red?"

"N-nothing...it's nothing..."

"Oh dear, little Yaojie is shy! It's nothing. Yaojie is getting old, and we were thinking of finding him a wife, but the boy is shy!" a village woman working nearby joked.

"Thank you all, sisters-in-law. My Yaojie is still young! There's no rush to get married!" Jiang Ling said politely, pursing her lips.

"Oh dear, isn't this a bit too much of a rush? Let me tell you, sister-in-law, almost every girl around Yaojie's age in the surrounding villages is already married! Don't let your Yaojie end up a bachelor! Besides, don't you want to be a mother-in-law and then have a big, fat grandson in a couple of years?"

Jiang Ling rubbed her temples, feeling a slight headache. She realized she still wasn't completely comfortable with this identity; at the very least, she couldn't adapt to getting married before she was even twenty.

Jiang Ling was always afraid of trouble, and with the busyness of starting her business, she was still unmarried even in her thirties. She thought that if Jiang Yaojie really got married in two years, she would become a mother-in-law. What if this daughter-in-law was capable and got pregnant soon after marrying into the family? Wouldn't that mean Jiang Ling would become a mother-in-law in no more than three years?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling felt a chill run down her spine. She didn't want to become a mother-in-law so early. She couldn't even raise these children properly herself, and the thought of those soft, limp babies was terrifying.

"Mother...Mother...What's wrong?" Jiang Ling's expression seemed to be out of control, startling Jiang Yaojie who was standing next to her.

"Ah...no...nothing, Yaojie, you keep working. I'll go check on the spicy herbal paste in the kitchen!" Jiang Ling immediately found an excuse to slip into the kitchen.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Jiang Ling opened the system store, bought a parenting encyclopedia, and secretly hid in her bedroom to read it.

She only came out when she heard someone calling her from outside. She hurriedly stuffed the parenting guide into the jar, straightened her clothes, and went out.

It turned out that the village women had finished their work and asked Jiang Ling to check on them.

Jiang Ling handed the job over to Jiang Yaojie. She planned to gradually pass on the syrup and balm to him, while she herself was considering other ways to make a living. After all, studying would cost money, and it wouldn't be cheap for Wenxi to learn martial arts.

Yaojie is not young anymore. Although Jiang Ling says she doesn't want Yaojie to get married too early, she can't change the current situation on her own, so she has to save some money for Yaojie's future wife.

As for Nianci, needless to say, she's still young and spends money everywhere.

Looking at the potatoes placed in the corner of her house, an idea popped into Jiang Ling's mind.

Jiang Ling peeled and sliced ​​the potatoes that had not yet sprouted, steamed them in a steamer, then added some seasonings to flavor them, and finally mashed the steamed potatoes with a rolling pin.

Add some chopped green onions and the stir-fried minced meat, mix well again, and a delicious-looking mashed potato dish is ready.

Then Jiang Ling cut open some of the sprouted potatoes, keeping the sprouted parts, and threw them all into the basket before opening the kitchen door.

"Mom! Did you make something delicious again? I can smell the aroma!" Jiang Wenxi was the first to run over, swallowing her saliva as she spoke.

Jiang Ling smiled, placed the mashed potatoes on the table, and then said, "You four eat first. I'm going out for a bit. When I come back, you can tell me how it tastes!"

Jiang Ling pushed open the door and walked towards her family's wasteland. After planting all the sprouted potatoes, she returned home.

The four children sat obediently at the table, but the plate of mashed potatoes on it remained untouched. Jiang Ling asked curiously, "Is it because Mom made it so bad? Why isn't anyone eating it?"

"No, Mother, you once said that we are a family and should share things together!" Jiang Wenxi swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the mashed potatoes on the table, but she still didn't touch her chopsticks.

Jiang Ling was deeply moved upon hearing this, and she quickly said, "Eat quickly, Mother wants to hear your opinions on this dish!"

Upon hearing Jiang Ling's words, the four children reacted as if they had received a royal decree. They all picked up their chopsticks and began to eat, and in no time, the plate of mashed potatoes was completely devoured by the four children.

"How is it?" Jiang Ling asked with a slight smile.

"tasty!"

"tasty!"

"Does Mother have any more?"

"I want to eat more!"

Although the four children gave different answers, Jiang Ling knew from the conversation that the children really liked this thing.

"Mother, what is this called?" Jiang Yaojie asked.

“This is called… mashed potatoes!” Jiang Ling answered subconsciously.

"What? Mud??" The four people's expressions changed drastically upon hearing this, and Jiang Yaojie even started to gag. Seeing this, Jiang Ling quickly explained, "It's not the mud on the ground!"

"It's just that this thing has a fine texture, like the mud and sand on the ground! The material for this thing is potatoes!" Jiang Ling continued to explain, afraid that the children would have a vomiting reaction.