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

"You're back?" Mother Su opened the door. Seeing how many things the two of them were carrying, she quickly stepped forward to help take them. "Why are there so many? If I had known, I would have asked your father to go with you."

Seeing that their feet were covered in mud, Mother Su carried two buckets of water and said, "Come on, wash away the mud quickly. I'll boil some hot water and wash my feet later."

The two of them usually wear cloth shoes when they go to the county town, but it just rained and the road was slippery, so they wore straw sandals.

"Mom, how was your harvest today?" Su Ziling asked while washing her feet.

"It's okay. We found a lot more green hands today. We haven't washed them yet. We thought we'd wait for you to come back to see if we picked up anything inedible."

Speaking of the mushrooms picked up today, Mother Su smiled. The five of them picked up five more baskets today, and they still had the most green hands.

"Okay, I'll go check it out in a moment." Su Ziling had seen all the mushrooms they picked up yesterday. There were no other inedible mushrooms. They were all the ones she took home to eat.

"We also looked at the tea leaves in Xiaopingtou, but we couldn't find them. Where did you pick them? I asked Erniu, but he didn't say anything. He hesitated and said he had forgotten." Mother Su was confused.

Su Zimu didn't believe it when he said that he had forgotten Su's mother. After all, he had been running in the mountains since he was a child, and he knew exactly what was there.

Su Ziling: "..."

If she said that she also forgot, it would be reasonable, right?

This was on the outskirts of Tianmen Mountain, so her legs would probably be damaged.

"That place is relatively secretive. Er Niu and I will go take a look another day."

Mother Su didn't think much about it. She took out the things Su Ziling and the others bought bit by bit, "Well, remember, don't forget. The ones from Xiaopotou were picked for two days in the back. We went to see them today and they also sent them. There are a lot of buds, I think it will take two or three days to pick them.”

"I understand." Tea is still the majority of the family's income, how could he forget.

"By the way, your Aunt Ji and your second uncle came over today and asked if they would go to the stall tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Su Ziling cleaned her shoes and put them in the yard to dry out the moisture. "The road is too difficult to walk, and the mountains are also humid. It's probably hard to make a fire, and people can catch cold easily. Forget it, let's wait until tomorrow. It won't matter. Be anxious for these two days."

Mother Su sighed, "I thought so too. They came here to ask because they wanted to know when the stall would be opened so that they could clear the grass in the field. If they don't go out to the stall in the past two days, I guess they will go back to weeding, so that's fine. , after they finish weeding and the road is dry, we can just go to the stall."

"Auntie, where is our family? Should we get rid of it too?"

"Don't worry, let's look for the fungus for two days first, the day after tomorrow, and then remove it the day after tomorrow. There are many of us, so we can get rid of it in a day or two." Mother Su took out the fat intestines and cleaned them, and put the rest in the kitchen.

Su A'nai came out and took a look, "Why don't you eat first? The two children have been on the road for a whole day, and they will wash up after eating."

"Mommy, let's eat first. After eating, we'll boil the lard. Just wash the fat intestines and blanch them tonight. Let's marinate them tomorrow." After a day's journey, and the road was particularly difficult to walk, she also carried a few With ten kilograms of food, I was already hungry.

Dinner was cooked by Bai Wei. Her cooking skills were better than Su Mu's. The staple food was cornmeal paste, and there was some shrimp in the bucket. She followed Su Ziling's method and fried it. She also heated up the fungus sauce she made last night. When the bowl came out, the remaining chicken was half cooked, and a lot of porcini mushrooms and green head mushrooms were added to it.

She also put a few wild dates in the soup and sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions, which looked delicious and delicious.

The chicken has been stewed for so long that it has fallen off the bones. The chicken soup made with green head mushrooms is so fresh that it can swallow your tongue.

"I want to go to the stall tomorrow." She suddenly said.

Mother Su looked at her, "Didn't I just say that I couldn't go on anymore?"

"We won't sell tofu tomorrow, but we will sell sweet potato flour and steamed buns. I want to try it first to see if the fungus paste sells well, so that I can see if I should continue to make it." Su Ziling expressed her inner thoughts.

If they didn't go, they would keep looking for the fungi and there would be no room for them in the house. She didn't dare to sell them now that her hands were green.

Mr. Su took a sip of the soup and said, "That's okay. Can you handle it by yourself? You have to steam the steamed buns and cook the noodles."

Mother Su looked at her and said, "If we sell sweet potato noodles, we don't seem to have braised pork sausages or braised pork."

Su Ziling: "I'm so busy. I'll make the noodles tonight. I'll make an early breakfast tomorrow and steam the buns directly. Then I can cook the noodles. It's okay if I don't have braised pork. The fungus sauce will be sold tomorrow. I'll bring some with me. Just fry the eggs and add them on top when the time comes."

"That's okay. Let your father take you there tomorrow morning and carry firewood there. I guess the ones on the mountain won't burn." Mother Su nodded and scooped two pieces of chicken for Su Ziling.

"Okay, let's test the water tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. After the weeds are removed and the road is almost dry, we can just add tofu by then."

After dinner, Su's mother washed the sausages, Bai Wei washed the dishes, and Su Ziling cut the meat and boiled the lard residue, and kneaded the noodles.

When making the dough, she added a little lard and salt, used one pound of white flour, one pound of black flour, two pounds of buckwheat flour, and another pound of corn flour.

One kilogram of noodles can make about twenty steamed buns. She used five kilograms, which is about a hundred buns. They cost two cents each, which is two hundred cents.

On the first day, test the water first, and then gradually increase the amount if the condition is good.

After the dough is mixed, turn it upside down in a large basin and place it on the table to rest.

It was late at night, and the scent of lard residue wafted far away. Su Ziling even heard the children of Zhu Yu's family next door crying because of greed.

Zhu Yu was so angry that she stood in the yard and scolded Huai for a long time. Her mouth was dry and her mouth was dry. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she realized that she was bored and went back to her room to beat the child.

After the family was divided and the old lady was in charge, Zhu Yu could no longer relax as before. She had to work and take care of the children every day, so the old lady started to do more work for her in every possible way.

But she is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When she goes to the ground, she will not touch a finger of the household work. If she is cooking at home, then don't let her go to the ground. She is so stunned that she is afraid of being arrogant, and she is too afraid of being shameless and shameless. Yes, the old lady couldn't do anything to her.

The two of them had a small quarrel every day, a big quarrel every two days, and a fight every three days. They were like members of a theater gang, making all kinds of jokes, but nothing serious.

"Ah Qing, how are you doing? Are you okay?" Mother Su came in with a piece of fat intestine.

"It's almost there. It's already pumping oil. Just give it a little more time and it'll be almost done."

Looking at the golden oil residue in the pot and the oil in the oil tank, she smiled more. "The meat seems to be fatter this time, and the oil has been boiled a lot more."

"Well, there's a lot of fat this time, and the lard is only two pounds." Su Ziling shoveled out the cooked lard residue and left the large pieces in the pot to boil.

"This pot is too oily. Let's drink the soup later, otherwise it will be a pity." Looking at the oily pot, Mother Su's face felt distressed. With so much oil, it would be a pity to wash it directly. I know that in the past, when cooking, this amount of oil was enough to last for several days.

"How about I mix some batter and fry some vegetable pancakes? I'll make some soup tomorrow morning and heat up the pancakes before eating." Su Ziling also felt that the pan was too oily.

"Okay, I'll help you look at the pot while you go and get it." Mother Su took the spatula.

Su Ziling saw some lettuce leaves in the basket at the door, "Mom, do you want these lettuce leaves?"

"No, I didn't plant it well this time. I was too busy and didn't even have time to water it. The lettuce has no flesh and is thin and tall. I thought I'd cut it back and feed it to the chickens at once. What's wrong?" Su The mother stretched her head and took a look.

"It's okay." Su Ziling picked out a handful of young leaves, washed them, squeezed them dry, and chopped them into pieces.