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

Su Ziling had just fried a pot of tea, and Su's mother called her.

"It's already packed, how do you stew this?"

Looking at the big pot of chicken, Su's mother felt worried, "This gong pot doesn't seem to be able to stew it, right?"

"I remember that there is a very big one at home. You can stew it all at once with that stew. If you stew half of it, there will be too many people in the family to eat it, and you won't be able to taste anything and it will be gone."

"Okay, it will save you trouble if you eat."

Mother Su brought out the gong pot and helped light the fire. Su Ziling washed the chicken and drained it aside.

Heat the oil in the pot and add the chicken pieces. Stir-fry until golden brown. Add green onions, peppercorns, star anise, and ginger slices. Stir-fry. Add Xiangxin and continue to stir-fry.

Add salt and soy sauce to taste, then put the chicken into a gong pot and add water to cover the chicken. Bring to a boil over high heat and then simmer over low heat for half an hour.

But thinking that this chicken was a bit old, Su Ziling reminded her mother, "Mom, if this chicken is stewed a lot, my third uncle said it is a bit old."

"Okay, I remember it." Mother Su nodded. "You shouldn't have to cook tonight, right?"

She thought that since there was such a big pot of chicken, there was no need to cook other dishes.

"Mix up two more salad dishes."

The yard is busy. Liu Guilan and his wife have already sent back the leaves once and are now going to pick them for the second time.

"Sister!"

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

"I made something delicious. I'm so greedy. I can smell the aroma from all the way!" Su Zimu walked in with three steps at a time.

"I've stewed the chicken, how are you today?" Su Ziling looked up at him while frying.

"It's the same, there are the same people every day, and they come back as soon as they're sold out." He said as he ran to the kitchen.

He shouted, "Mom, I'm starving to death. If you have anything to eat, please let me help!"

He looked everywhere.

"Do you want to eat sweet potatoes? There are two roasted in the stove."

During this period, he grew up very quickly, which is when his body grew, so he also became hungry very quickly.

"Sweet potato? How about one? I'm starving to death, huh?"

He opened the cupboard and saw the bowl of stir-fried rice on the top. His nose twitched slightly. It was quite fragrant!

"Auntie, what is this?"

Mother Su took a look and said, "I don't know, I guess it was your sister who did it!"

Seeing that a layer of lard had condensed on the dried peppers, Su Zimu was really hungry, "Mom, let me make some chicken soup and boil it."

Seeing that he was very hungry, Mother Su gave him a spoon and said, "Go on, eat less, and save some time for chicken."

At this time, Su Zimu couldn't care less about whether it was chicken or not. He added two spoons of soup. Seeing that the oil in the soup was completely melted, he took a sip and said, "Ah! It's so fresh. What the hell is this? It's so good." eat!"

He took the chopsticks, picked up a chopstick and fed it to Mother Su.

It has the fragrance of chicken in the mouth, and the mushrooms are tender, smooth, tender and juicy when chewed.

"Give me another bite." Mother Su's eyes lit up.

Su Zimu fed her another mouthful, "Mom, come and spoon some rice, I'll definitely eat it!"

Mother Su thought for a while and said, "It's time to eat soon. You can take a spoonful of soup and drink it now. You'll eat it later."

"Okay!" Su Zimu and Su Mu ate the remaining half bowl of dried peppers and green peppers one by one.

Su Zimu even went to make soup and wash the dishes.

After eating, he smacked his mouth and said, "My sister eats it so well at home? I don't know what it is, but why does it feel a bit like a fungus?"

Mother Su also thought so, "She and Axiu went up the mountain to collect mushrooms. They are probably fried. I see there are a lot of them outside. Let her fry more tomorrow."

Su Zimu: "!!!"

"If you don't call me to find fungi, I want to go too!"

"If you go, no one will sell tofu. Besides, there hasn't been much tofu in the past few days. Just wait a few more days. You can go look for it when there are more fungi." Mother Su washed the bowl and took a pair of chopsticks to pick up a piece. Give him the chicken, "Taste it. Is it chewy? Is there enough salt?"

The chicken was a little hot, so Su Zimu licked it back and forth with both hands, "I can bite it, but my grandma and the others probably can't. Let's wait a little longer. The salt is enough, no need to add more."

"Okay, come back later, go and see if your eldest brother and the others are back?" Mother Su closed the lid and added a few more firewood inside.

"Oh," Su Zimu went to the stove hole again and took out a sweet potato, patted the ash on the skin, tore open the skin, and the white flesh inside was exposed, and even the sugar water flowed down.

Su Zimu took a sip, "Aren't they faster than us every day? Why are they suddenly late today?"

"I have brought a lot of sweet potato powder. I have brought more and more these days. I guess there are fewer caravans passing by today."

Mother Su picked up the steamer, added a ladle of water to the pot, and went out to wash the leaves.

"Axiu, are you hungry?" Seeing Axiu helping Su Ziling light the fire, Su Zimu divided the sweet potato into two and gave her half.

Axiu shook her head, "I'm not hungry." She had just eaten a bowl of buckwheat noodles and cat ears during the day.

"Third Aunt?" Su Zimu handed the sweet potato to Bai Wei again. Bai Wei smiled and shook his head, pointed at the tea leaves, and told him that he was not free.

"If you don't want to eat, then I'll eat them all." Su Zimu muttered and walked out the door.

Bai Wei has learned how to stir-fry tea leaves, but is not yet proficient in it. Su Ziling usually asks her to stir-fry the last pot, the cooked pot, which is relatively easy once the heat is mastered.

Su Ziling raised her head and glanced at Su Zimu who was walking out, "Er Niu, where are you going?"

"Aniang asked me to go see why eldest brother hasn't come back yet." He stood by the door with sweet potatoes still stuffed in his mouth. Before he went out, he ran back again.

"No, no, it's too choking. Let me drink some water first."

"Mom, please put two bowls of chicken out and send the two cows to the third uncle and fourth uncle's house." Su Ziling said while turning over the tea leaves.

"Okay." Mother Su put down what she was doing and went into the kitchen to scoop out the chicken.

Although it was a whole chicken, there were more people than chicken, and there were more mushrooms and soup. So Su Mu arranged a head for each person, and each person got a piece of chicken, and scooped out more mushrooms and soup.

"Slow down, don't let it go." Mother Su warned him carefully.

"Got it!" He was holding two bowls, but he was afraid that they would scatter if he kicked a stone or something, so he thought for a while and picked up a food box.

It has not been used for many years, and the color has faded. It has a strong sense of age. This food box was made by Mr. Su for Su A's milk when he was young. It can bring a meal, snacks and other things. It looks good, is easy to pack, and does not contain anything. Easy to spread.

As soon as Su Zimu went out, he saw Su Zizhong and the others coming back.

"Er Niu, where are you going?"

"My grandma asked me to come out and see why you haven't come back yet. Brother, are you sold out?" Su Zimu glanced at their backpacks.

"Sold out. The caravan came late today and was delayed for a while."

Su Zimu nodded, "Then you go back quickly, I'll go to the third uncle's house."