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

They started talking after Li Yunhua left.

"Two hundred bowls?" Father Su muttered, "Does his family plan to eat tofu for both meals?"

Grandma Su glanced at him and said, "You talk so much, go get some firewood."

"Oh." Su's father threw the firewood in his hand into the fire pit, got up and went to the woodshed to grab the firewood.

"Grandma?" Su Ziling looked at Su Grandma.

"They are all members of the family. Just give them to me when the time comes. If you want to give me a gift, just give me five cents and ten eggs." Su A'nai said in a calm voice.

The Su Mingtao family is also surnamed Su. All the people surnamed Su in Baihua Cave are basically the same family, but each branch is different.

If we really wanted to get along with each other, we would probably be thousands of miles away from each other. They were all relatives for generations. But now if we really get along with each other, we really can't get close to each other.

Moreover, the conditions of the Su Mingtao family are not very good, but compared to the old Su family, at least their family does not owe much money, and their life is not bad.

As for Su A'nai not wanting Su Ziling to take charge of the dishes, it's because this family is quite picky. If things don't work out well, they'll probably make irresponsible remarks.

If it weren't for the fact that their family name was Su, Grandma Su wouldn't even want to agree to exchange tofu for their family.

"Okay." Su Ziling nodded. She wasn't very familiar with these people. "When the time comes, mix it at home and let me send it directly to you. I won't go."

Mr. Su took a sip of hot water and said, "If you don't want to go, don't go. Anyway, you will eat tofu when you go to his house, and it's the same at home."

Looking at the patter of rain, Su Ziling thought that she had not eaten the pound of white noodles she bought last time. She pursed her lips and looked at Su A'nai.

"Grandma, shall we eat cat ears today?"

"Cat ears?" Su A'nai looked confused, obviously not knowing what she was talking about.

Su Ziling was stunned and explained: "I bought a pound of white flour last time and haven't eaten it yet. I happen to have some lean meat left, so I'll make some gnocchi."

She rephrased it.

"Okay, if you want to eat, go ahead and cook it. You know where to put the things." Su A'nai stretched out her hand to warm her hands by the fire.

This is how Lao Su's house is different from other houses. If there are any good things in other houses, the old lady will lock them up, as if to prevent thieves.

But their house doesn't. They keep them in cabinets and lock them, but the keys are placed on top of the cabinets so anyone can open them.

Seeing Su Ziling get up, Bai Wei followed her to do some work.

"I'll light a fire for you." Mother Su stood up.

The lean meat was not finished last time, so Su's mother marinated it with salt and peppercorns, and then hung it on the beam. Every time a fire was lit, it could be smoked. After smoking for so many days, the meat was already dry.

Su Ziling first took off the meat, soaked it in hot water, and soaked some dried purslane and plum vegetables that Su Mu and the others had steamed and dried.

She brought some wild garlic and cabbage to Bai Wei, "Third Aunt, please help me wash these vegetables." She then took out the wild tomatoes picked on the mountain two days ago. (There are pictures)

"You also need to wash a bowl of pickled eggplants."

Bai Wei took it and walked to the door to wash the vegetables.

Su Ziling took out the white noodles. It was obviously impossible to eat pure white noodles. She scooped up two more bowls of buckwheat noodles and half a bowl of cornmeal ground in water.

Since the last time she saw someone eating noodles, she was so greedy that her mouth watered. Later, after telling Su A'nai, Su A'nai asked Su's father to carry half a sack of corn to grind.

The cornmeal ground by water mill is much finer than that by ordinary stone mill, and is basically comparable to white flour.

Most of the flour is white, and the buckwheat flour and cornmeal are not particularly thick when kneaded.

She put a handful of salt into the dough, kneaded it well and put it aside to wake up.

Su Mu had already brought the meat soaked in hot water to be washed, and she brought the side dishes over to cut it.

After cutting the ginger, garlic and pickled pepper, I cut a bowl of pickled tomato.

"Mom, you can light the fire."

"Here we come." Mother Su put the washed meat on the stove and started to light the fire.

Put lard in the pot, fry the cut lean meat until the meat is fragrant, then add ginger, garlic and pickled peppers.

Finally, put the pickled eggplant, cabbage, and prunes in the pot in sequence. After the cabbage has wilted, add water to the pot.

Because there was already salt in the meat, and some was added to the noodles when kneading the dough, Su Ziling did not add salt when seasoning, and directly added pepper noodles, soy sauce and grass fruit noodles.

There was probably too much pickled eggplant added, so the whole soup was red, and the air was filled with fragrance. Su Zimu was so greedy that he stayed at the stove.

Looking at the rich soup, his eyes sparkled, "Sister, this soup looks delicious. How about I taste it for you?"

Su Ziling flicked his forehead, "You are the elder brother, why are you greedier than Axiu?"

Su Zimu rubbed the back of his head and looked at Axiu who was sitting obediently by the fire, with a rare hint of shyness on his face.

Su Ziling made a bowl of soup and put two spoons on it, "Go and drink it with Axiu."

Because she wanted to cook cat ears, she deliberately added a lot of water. Firstly, the noodles absorb water, and if it is too little, it will become sticky. Secondly, the soup cooked with sour eggplant is very delicious. It is cold and one sip warms the whole body. stand up.

"Hey!" The young man's voice was very loud, and his tone was full of happiness. He held a bowl of soup and waved to Axiu, "Axiu, come on!"

Axiu stood up and followed behind him, "Brother Erniu, I'm here."

Su Zimu paused in passing the spoon to her and said with a straight face: "Brother Erniu, call me Brother Er, or I won't let you drink!"

Axiu looked confused. She looked at her mother and then at Su Ziling. Seeing that everyone was busy, she pursed her lips and shouted reluctantly, "Second brother."

The young man beamed with joy, touched her head, and handed the spoon to her, "Good boy, remember to call me brother from now on. Don't follow your aunt's example. You can only call me brother Erniu. Do you hear me?" "

Axiu nodded heavily, "I understand."

"Brother Erniu."

Su Zimu: "..."

Exhausted! It can't be broken apart!

He raised the bowl high and said through gritted teeth, "What are you shouting for?"

The little Axiu looked up at the bowl of soup and smashed it, "Second brother."

Su Zimu was proud again, "Next time I call Brother Erniu and I'll beat you!"

At this time, Axiu no longer cared about what he was talking about. She scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it gently, drank it in one gulp, and narrowed her eyes.

"Sister." She called out to Su Ziling.

"What's wrong?" Su Ziling stirred the pot and felt that the cabbage had become soft before looking back at her.

Axiu smiled widely, her eyes became crescent-shaped, and she said crisply: "It tastes good!"

She also imitated Su Ziling's example and gave a thumbs up, which she did when she saw her eldest sister praising someone.

"Does it taste good?" Su Ziling smiled and rolled her eyes, "It will taste better when I drink the cat ears later."