Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

"You pick up the big ones, pick them up slowly so they don't get damaged, okay?" Su Ziling warned her as she picked them up.

"I got it, sister!" Axiu sat down on the ground, put her small backpack between her legs, and sat down to pick it up.

She picked it up very seriously, picking up the biggest flowers slowly and without breaking any of them.

So many mushrooms are picked up and brought home, and then they are dried in the sun. In winter, there is another dish on the dinner table, especially for making soup, which is nourishing and warming.

Especially Xiangxin, but this fungus bar is delicious, but it’s a bit wasteful! Moreover, all five of her hens are laying eggs, so I’m afraid they cannot be killed and eaten.

But if such a good incense letter is not worthy of a chicken, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources?

Buy a chicken when you go back and have a pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms!

"Sister! My backpack is full and I can't hold it anymore." Axiu's basket is very small. It was specially made by Mr. Su. It can probably hold two kilograms.

If you encounter larger porcini mushrooms, only one will be enough to fill it.

Su Ziling took a look and was overjoyed. She saw that her little backpack was filled to the brim. When it reached her mouth, she inserted them one by one, making the entire basket look like a big mushroom.

"Aren't you going to stop pretending like this?"

She shook it slightly and said, "No, I inserted it very tightly, but this backpack is indeed a bit small. I will ask my grandpa to knit a larger one for me when I go back in the evening, so I can fit more in next time."

"Okay, pretend more next time, just stay still and we'll go home after picking up." Su Ziling picked up as she spoke. Her words did not delay her picking up the bacteria, and the speed of her hands did not slow down at all.

Her basket was also full, but there was still a third of the incense on the tree. She didn't want to run away again, so she went to the side and cut a handful of thatch. The thatch that grew in the cracks of the rocks was so strong that even Axiu couldn't even cut it. Thatch is high.

Su Ziling tied one end of the thatch, then bloomed in the middle, and cut the other thatch to make a basket.

The weaving method is very simple, the interweaving method is one after another. It is a bit ugly, but practical.

Guessing that one was not enough, she knitted another one. Now that she had a basket, she continued to pick it up.

After a while, I finally finished picking it up.

She shook her hands and stretched, feeling like her hands cramped after picking up mushrooms.

"Let's go, Axiu, let's go home!" Su Ziling was carrying a basket on her back and two ugly baskets made of thatch in her hands.

The woods were dense and the mountain road was steep. The two of them walked very slowly. Su Ziling had to remind Axiu to slow down almost every two steps.

When the two arrived home, Su's father and the others had not returned yet, while Liu Guilan and his wife went to pick leaves. At this time, Su A'nai was the only one at home in the old Su family.

"Grandma, we are back!"

While still outside the door, Axiu started shouting, and she knocked on the door with a bang.

"Come on, come on, don't knock." As soon as the door opened, Axiu turned her back and said, "Grandma, Grandma, look, I picked up a lot of fungi."

Su A'nai raised her eyebrows, "Xiang Xin!"

Su Ziling's eyes were full of surprise, "Grandma, do you know her?"

"I know you. Rich people often stew chicken. The soup is delicious."

Su Ziling came closer and lowered her voice, "Grandma, tell me the truth, are we really acquainted or fake? Don't worry, no one is at home now, they can't hear you!"

Su A'nai also imitated her and lowered her voice and replied, "This time we really know each other, I will do it again!"

"Huh?" Su Ziling was shocked, her eyes as wide as bells.

"What's your expression?" Su A'nai frowned.

Su Ziling: "..."

She has a deep understanding of Su A Nai's cooking skills. It's okay to cook, but don't cook!

It's obviously the same method, but she did it, well...

It can only be said that eating will not kill you!

Every time she thought of this, Su Ziling couldn't help but shed tears for everyone in the old Su family who had been poisoned by her delicious food.

Thank you so much for their hard work!

Being able to live peacefully until now is really all thanks to my ancestors' underground social interactions. I'm afraid those legs are going to run thin.

"Hey, what's that? Have you guys eaten Grandma before?" Su Ziling quickly changed the subject. She was really afraid that Grandma, a dark hole in the kitchen, would cook on a whim.

Su A'nai shook her head, "No, I guess your grandpa and the others don't know that it can be eaten. They have never picked it up. Most of what they have eaten in recent years is gray fungus, fotan fungus, and black fungus. Others I haven’t eaten it yet.”

Su A'nai has always been in poor health and has to take medicine every now and then. When she was young, Mr. Su wouldn't let her go to the ground. She usually embroidered at home, so she really hasn't been to the mountains in these years.

There were some things that she knew, but she didn't see. Su's father and the others saw them, but didn't recognize them. In this way, the fungus was probably rotting on the tree one after another.

"Why did you pick up so many? Are there a lot of fungi on the mountain?" Su A'nai took the two packs of fungi from Su Ziling's hand.

"They haven't come out much yet. There are flowers here and there. A Xiu found this scented letter. He happened to encounter a tree and picked them all up, that's all!"

Su Ziling and the others put the fungi under the eaves, "Grandma, do you think you should just wash them and eat them yourself, or take them to the county and try to buy them?"

"Why don't you eat it by yourself? I don't know many people about this thing, and tomorrow is not a market. The most important thing is that it has opened after one o'clock. It is just right for us to eat by ourselves. We will wait until tomorrow when the oxcart will bump again. I'm afraid there won't be much to show for it when I go to the county."

Su Ziling thought the same way. It was just right to pick it up today. The ones with big blooms could be sold today without any problem.

But if we put it away tomorrow, it will be rusty and the appearance will not look good.

"Then I'll wash it and dry it. It's winter and I'll take it out to stew the chicken."

"I'll choose with you." Grandma Su took a sickle, moved a stool and sat next to her.

Su Ziling dragged a large basin over and poured two buckets of water into it. After a while, the fungi were selected and thrown directly into it.

"Sister, I want to be with you." Axiu squatted in front of her, watching eagerly.

"No, you can't take the sickle. Go ahead and wash the fungi. Once they're clean, put them one by one in a dustpan to dry."

To select mushrooms, you need to use a sickle to peel off the soil, grass and blackened skin at the roots, and also remove the grass on the mushroom caps.

Axiu is still young, so if she uses the sickle, she is afraid that she will hurt herself, regardless of whether it is light or heavy.