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

Su Zimu was not so polite. He retorted directly, "It's okay to ask third uncle or third aunt to follow you. With your body size, it's difficult to walk. You still want to pick tofu? It's not a dream!"

"Hey! Erniu, what are you talking about?" Su Ziling pulled his sack to prevent him from leaving.

"Sister, let go! It's going to be dark if you don't walk faster!" Su Zimu bumped the sack upwards and continued: "I walked so far today and you kept yelling. I'm afraid you'll have a sore back and legs tomorrow. It hurts so much that I can’t get up.”

"That's not possible. I will crawl over even if I crawl!" No one can stop her from making money!

The three of them hurriedly hurried but still couldn't get home before dark. Su's father and others found them with torches and met them at the end of the village.

"Why are you back so late?"

Su's father took over Su Zizhong's burden, while his third uncle carried the vegetables for Su Zimu.

"We went to Wangjiacun to sell, and there were a lot of people. We were delayed for a while waiting for them to go home to get the food. The road down the mountain was difficult, so we were a little late."

Su Zizhong didn't say anything, but took Su Ziling's backpack.

"All sold out?" Su's father raised his voice a little louder, his tone full of surprise.

"Yeah, it's not enough to sell. I'll bring more tomorrow." Su Ziling walked in front with a torch to light the way.

Before reaching the door of the house, I saw someone holding a torch waiting outside the door from a distance.

Su Zimu rushed over like a little firecracker, regardless of whether it was Grandma or Grandma standing at the door. He howled first, "Grandma! I'm back! Let me tell you about our day..."

Su Ziling's eyebrows skipped a beat and she quickly interrupted what he was saying, "Er Niu!"

"Ah?" The young man turned his head in confusion, "What are you doing! Sister?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Su Ziling was really afraid that another sentence about making money would come out of his mouth. This place was not a place for talking. As the saying goes, wealth should not be exposed!

"That's right!" As Su Ziling approached and winked at him, Su Zimu quickly reacted, "Mom, is the food ready? I'm starving to death!"

"Okay, okay, it's morning. I'm just waiting for you brothers and sisters. Why are you so late? Didn't everyone tell you to come back early? It's pitch black in the mountains and the road is difficult to walk!" Mother Su said Looking at the three of them, they began to chatter.

Su A Nai also stood aside, watching the few people return safely. She didn't say anything. Su Ziling walked up to her and held her hand, "Let A Nai worry."

Su A'nai patted her hand and said, "How are you? Are you tired?"

The girl's hair was already messy because she had been climbing mountains and wading in rivers. Su A'nai tucked her hair behind her ears, her eyes filled with distress.

"Grandma, I'm not tired," the girl smiled, her eyes turned into crescent moons. She whispered in Grandma Su's ear, "Grandma, we made money today! We also exchanged a lot of food. "

When she talked about making money, her eyes were bright and her tone was full of joy.

After entering the house, Mother Su filled a basin of hot water for them and said, "Come and wash your hands and faces to get ready for dinner."

Knowing that Su Ziling loves to be clean, the two boys asked her to wash first.

Dinner was very simple, a cold purslane salad and a bowl of fairy tofu. Both dishes were spicy, sour, refreshing and appetizing.

What's rare is having a bowl of bacon, which is crystal clear and the aroma can be smelled from a long distance.

I also made a Huihui vegetable soup, using the soup used to cook bacon and putting the Huihui grass directly in it. It tasted very delicious.

This soup was relatively salty, but rich in oil and water. Su Mu specially added more water and stewed a large pot full of it, including plenty of gray vegetables.

Before starting, as usual, Su A'nai got up and divided the meat. It wasn't much, just one piece per person, but everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

After the meal, everyone's stomachs were full and they sat on the stools, not wanting to move at all.

Su Zimu smacked his lips, and said with unfinished content: "It would be great if we could have meat to eat every day!"

"You kid, you're dreaming. This meat is from the year before last. I didn't make any bacon last year. This is the last piece tonight. If you want to eat it next time, wait until the Chinese New Year. Then you'll see if you're tight on money. If not, just do it. Go to town and buy some." Mother Su glanced at him.

After finishing speaking, she turned her eyes to Su Ziling, "How was it? How much did it sell for?"

"All sold out!" The girl said calmly after drinking a glass of water.

"Sold...sold out?" Su's mother looked in disbelief.

She pointed to the burden Su's father had just picked up and put aside, "Isn't it filled with tofu?"

Su Ziling shook her head and smiled without saying a word.

Su Zimu: "Auntie, you'll know if you open it and take a look!"

Seeing their mysterious expressions, Mother Su walked over with an uneasy look on her face, opened the wooden cover, and saw a mess of whole grains.

"Mommy, there's still some in the sack, and some in the backpack." Su Zimu thought the surprise wasn't big enough, so he reminded her again to look at the sack and the backpack.

Just now, Father Su carried the burden into the kitchen. Looking at it, Mother Su thought that no one had bought it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the food they exchanged. Her eyes were full of excitement, "This much food is enough for our family to eat for a few days."

"More than that," Su Ziling smiled and took out the money she received, poured it on the table with a clatter, and started counting the coins one by one.

"Fifty cents."

Everyone took a breath, even the old man couldn't hold himself tight anymore and raised his ears, "How much?"

"In addition to the load of grain, half a sack of vegetables and dried vegetables, there is also fifty cents!" Su Ziling said again.

"Dear me, this is more than the three of us earn from working hard for a day!" the old man murmured to himself.

"How far have you traveled?" Su A'nai looked distressed, thinking that so much tofu was sold out, so she traveled to many places.

Su Ziling responded to her with a smile, "Not far away, we are selling it in Wangjia Village in the opposite gate mountain, and there is not enough to sell. Some people haven't bought it yet. We have agreed to send it directly to their village tomorrow to make more!"

"That's not enough to sell?" Su's father said in surprise, "When did Wangjia Village become so rich?"

"Their village is more closed than ours. It's harder to go out. They can't eat tofu all year round. It's hard for someone to come and sell it. Naturally, they want to buy it and try it. Besides, our tofu is plentiful and cheap. Naturally, they are welcome." Su Ziling explained.

"Grandma, you keep this money." Su Ziling pushed the money to Grandma Su. Grandma Su was still in charge of the old Su family's money for the time being. Anyone who wanted to use the money would take it from her.

"Dad, have you picked enough leaves? I plan to make two loads tomorrow. I'll leave early so that I won't be in the dark when I get back."

Father Su: "I picked three baskets. I guess two loads won't be enough. I will get up early with your third uncle tomorrow morning and pick two baskets."

Su Ziling nodded. She didn't say she could just pick it herself. She still knew how much she weighed.

"Now there is another problem!"

When she finished speaking, everyone looked at her, "There are not enough buckets. We only have one pair at home."

"Go to the next door to borrow a pair tomorrow. I won't go to the ground tomorrow, so I'll get a pair out." The old man thought for a moment and made a decision.