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

After hearing his words, the carelessness on the man's face disappeared instantly, "Didn't you receive the letter this morning?"

The middle-aged man scratched his head, "No, why should I be anxious when I receive this? It's been all day and I don't know what's going on. There is no news from the ones I sent out and no sign of the ones who came back."

He didn't know what he was thinking of, but his eyes were filled with fear. He slowly turned his head to look at the man, "Have you been discovered?"

Without even thinking about it, the man immediately denied it, "Impossible! This place is so hidden. It is known as the Man-Eating Mountain. No one dares to come here all year round. How could it be discovered?"

"Then it can't be that the pigeon got lost, right? Do you believe it?"

There was silence in the cave, no one spoke.

It's possible that one of them got lost, but these three or four disappeared together. It can't be a coincidence, right?

The man at the table couldn't sit still anymore. He seemed to have thought of something and stood up immediately. "You go inside and see if anyone has escaped. Then let someone patrol nearby to see if anyone has entered the mountain. We will intensify the efforts in the past few days." Stand guard until you receive a reply!"

"Yes!"

The three of them acted separately. One went to mobilize people for patrol, one went back to the cave to check people, and the other sat at the table for a long time. Finally, he was still worried and left in a hurry.

As he was leaving, a shadow flashed past outside the cave. The man turned around suddenly and saw only the swaying branches at the door. He frowned, suspicious and uneasy, and he no longer looked as calm as before.

In the darkness, Lu Yan clung to the rock wall, sheltered by the trees, his abdominal wound aching faintly, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

After noticing that the people inside were leaving, he ducked and followed him.

There were nine twists and turns in the cave, with entrances extending in all directions. Lu Yan followed carefully until the man stopped in the innermost room.

With the dim light, through the crack in the door, he could clearly see the interior layout and what he wanted. He stopped staying and left quietly.

After several in-depth visits, he has memorized the general route inside. This time is the last time. When the map is completed after returning, he can take action directly.

He carefully avoided patrols along the way, and when he came back, Li Zelan was still picking Amomum villosum.

Seeing him sweating profusely, Li Zelan's eyes were full of surprise, "Brother Lu, are you so hot?"

"Re, I met a swarm of little honey bees when I came back. I was chased all the way." He raised his hand, holding a bunch of honey.

It's not big, I guess it's about the size of a bowl.

Li Zelan really had no doubts, "Wow, there are also hanging honeys, which are hard to see over there. There are also grass bees, which can sting people very hard."

"Are you done digging? Let's go back when you're done!" Lu Yan looked back at the way he came back, with a faint light in his eyes that made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Okay, okay!" Li Zelan picked off the last bunch, dug up a Amomum villosum root with a sickle, threw it into the basket, and started walking back.

Lu Yan picked up the Amomum villosum tree and took it away. The soil that was dug up was put back and covered with thick pine needles next to it. If you don't look carefully, it looks like it has not been touched.

It also has to take advantage of the fact that no one comes here all year round, and the pine needles on the mountain are relatively thick, otherwise it would be difficult to cover up.

The way down the mountain is extremely fast. It takes half a day to climb and only takes a moment (48 minutes) to go down.

The mountain is too steep, and sometimes it is so slippery that I can't even stop myself, and I dive straight to the bottom of the mountain.

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There was a new dish today, and Su Ziling was visibly excited. She bought some bones some time ago and didn't set up a stall, so she marinated them in salt and hung them in the kitchen.

Smoky and now dry.

She took one off, soaked it in warm water, washed away the salt and black smoke, and then put it in a gong pot to cook.

Cook until the soup turns white, take out the chayote, peel it, and then peel it into pieces and cook it until you get a hard core. Cut the core into two. There is a kernel inside. This kernel is the best when cooked. It's delicious, and it gets better as it gets older.

The kernels taste very pink and glutinous, the chayote flesh is a bit sweet, a bit like winter melon, and even the soup is sweet and very delicious.

The islet fruit was cut into slices, and she took some garlic heads that she had made a few days ago and fried them together. This way, it was crispy, sour and spicy, and had the sweetness of the islet fruit itself.

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Obviously, I haven’t finished writing (covering face, holding head and running away)