Of course, polite words are always said like that, but who to call on really depends on her own choice.

As Si Nian was pulling Yaoyao into the house, she saw the little and big boys looking at her with hurt expressions.

Si Nian walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

The younger boy pouted unhappily, standing there feeling wronged.

Upon hearing Si Nian speak, he immediately turned and ran off, as if in a huff.

Si Nian paused for a moment, then looked at the older boy.

The older boy needed to mature a bit. Although he felt a bit upset, he still didn't dare show his temper in front of Si Nian like his younger brother.

Zhou Zedong didn't dare to be angry, quickly looked up at her and said softly,

"We agreed to plant vegetables together."

Yesterday, our mother bought vegetable seeds and said she wanted to open up the yard to plant some vegetables and fruits to eat.

They immediately thought of coming back to help dig the ground.

So they ran back all the way home after school today. What had been a journey of more than an hour in the past was completed in 40 minutes. When they got back home, they found the ground had already been dug and the vegetables planted.

They didn't have a chance to show what they could do.

The two children felt disappointed and upset. Just now they heard everyone say they wanted Si Nian to teach them how to make green bean cakes, which made them even more unhappy.

Selfishly, they thought that was something only their mother could do.

Other kids envied their mother for being able to make so many delicious things

If everyone's taught by their mom, won't anyone be able to do it in the future?

Upon hearing this, Si Nian smiled and said, "Exactly because of this. Other kids in the neighborhood don't want to work, they just want to play all day."

"These two kids are really fun. They actually fight over wanting to help out, and they get upset if they aren't allowed."

"They're just too adorable."

"But last night I did mention this. The two kids said they wanted to help, and of course, I agreed. After all, I thought I couldn't handle it alone, so with their help, it would be much easier."

"But I didn't expect Zhou Yueshen to come back and finish it off in no time."

"Let alone them, I didn't even get to experience it myself."

Zhou Zedong said nothing and bit his lip.

Unable to resist, Si Nian rubbed his head. "Alright, don't be angry. The ground was too hard for either of us to dig. Your dad did it. I just sprinkled some seeds inside. In the future, I plan to plant chili peppers, eggplants, and corn. I'll need your help then."

Zhou Zedong cautiously glanced at her, and seeing her smile, he nervously twiddled his fingers and whispered, "I'm not angry."

He was just feeling a bit disappointed.

Though Zhou Zedong had experience with gardening, since he moved in with his father, he hadn't done much fieldwork. He mostly did household chores on regular days.

He urgently wanted to prove himself, to tell Si Nian that he wasn't any less capable than the other kids in the village. But he hadn't expected this opportunity to slip away so quickly. Si Nian rubbed his head and looked towards the inside of the house.

With sharp eyes, she caught sight of a little head peeking out from behind the door. Hearing his older brother say he wasn't angry, the younger sibling suddenly felt unsteady on his feet.

If his brother wasn't angry, would it be wrong for him to be angry? Would Mom think he was too stubborn and dislike him?

With these thoughts rushing through his mind, the younger brother looked flustered. He quickly ran out and stood in front of Si Nian, looking pitiful, and said, "Mom, I'm not angry either."

"You're really not angry?" Si Nian had noticed him long before. The younger one's anger came and went quickly. Unlike Zhou Zedong, he didn't bother hiding his emotions.

Zhou Zedong, feeling awkward under Si Nian's gentle smile, finally admitted, "Well, actually, I'm still a little bit angry."

Si Nian immediately smiled and asked, "So, Little Han, what would make you not angry?"

Zhou Yuehan awkwardly said, "Unless Mom doesn't teach them how to make mung bean cakes."

Mung bean cakes belonged to them.

Si Nian responded, "What if I teach Grandma and them?"

Zhou Zehan paused for a moment.

"Grandma and them, of course," thinking of the kindly old woman, Zhou Zehan's frustration dissipated.

Grandma was Mom's mother, which made them family.

Of course, family could do that.

He nodded his little head.

Si Nian smiled and tousled his hair, "Even without mung bean cakes, I can make osmanthus cakes, flower pastries, and many other delicious treats."

Zhou Zehan nodded immediately. Mom could make a lot of delicious things, he knew that.

Si Nian also had her own ideas. Actually, it's easy to say that on the lips, but when it comes to practice, everyone finds out that learning isn't as simple as it seems.

Though mung bean cakes weren't difficult, not everyone was willing to make them. When everyone saw Si Nian use so much sugar, their expressions changed.

Everyone knew sugar was precious and extremely expensive. None of them had any business experience; they simply came to learn because Si Nian was willing to teach.

As for mung beans, almost every household had them, and they weren't considered expensive.

But everyone overlooked the most crucial issue: sugar.

Making mung bean cakes required a lot of sugar. To achieve good flavor, maltose, white sugar, or even honey were needed as substitutes. Otherwise, the texture wouldn't be good.

Let alone maltose, everyone hesitated to use even white sugar.

Moreover, since none of them had business experience, they thought it was nice to learn for free from Si Nian. Learning to do business after mastering it is a good idea.

But usually, they never wasted sugar water at home.

Who would use luxury to make pastries?

Not necessarily sell out.

Make a profit.

we Therefore did business didn hesitate

Adding to that, mung bean cakes are not something ordinary folks can afford.

Lost interest even more.

In an instant, everyone came excitedly and left disinterested.

Though Si Nian explained in detail, few truly absorbed it.

In the end, only Lin Mama and Zhou Sui were still learning.

"Nini, this thing uses way too much sugar, it won't sell well." Watching her daughter use so much sugar, Lin Mama couldn't help but ache.

Sugar is so expensive. Making so little mung bean cake, no wonder these cakes are so expensive in the city.

Indeed, it's not something people like them can afford.

Si Nian said, "That's true, but Mom, you're underestimating the wealthy. There's no family in town that can't afford mung bean cakes. What we make ourselves will definitely be a bit cheaper, small profits and quick turnover."

"And I don't want you to put all your focus into this either. Just go occasionally, if there's too much of something, it won't be in demand anymore. You can also earn some pocket money in your spare time." "Let's not make too much. If we can't sell it, we'll eat it ourselves. Try a few more times."

Lin Mama heard this and thought it made sense. If her daughter said so, there must be some reason behind it. She nodded and started learning seriously from her daughter.

After a busy day, Si Nian was exhausted. After seeing Lin Mama off, she found herself with some free time and started reading a book. With nearly half a year left until the next college entrance exam, she had plenty of time on her hands.