Jiang Mangzi glared at his wife, Mrs. Zeng, "Why roast them? Roasting is wasting them, better to boil them tomorrow."
If they get burnt, you lose a bite, and that's a waste of good food.
Mrs. Zeng reluctantly put down the sweet potatoes. Eating wild greens every day made her queasy, and she wanted to roast a sweet potato to satisfy her craving, but wasn't allowed.
Jiang Haiqiu glanced at his father, "Dad, let mom roast a few, I want to eat them."
Jiang Mangzi saw that his only son wanted to eat them, and finally nodded in agreement, "Roast two, one for you and Haiqiu each, I won't eat, I'll just drink some wild greens soup."
Mrs. Zeng happily took two sweet potatoes to roast.
Jiang Mangzi took a sip of the wild greens soup before asking Jiang Haiqiu, "Weren't you supposed to deliver wild greens? How did you end up with stuff from the Yu Family?"
Jiang Mangzi thought it was Jiang Haiqiu who had asked the Yu Family, feeling a bit displeased with his son's lack of understanding.
