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

The soup cooked with wild tomatoes is thicker, and it is much more delicious than the larger ones in later generations.

The soup was boiling in the pot, and the cabbage, prunes, and lean meat were rising one after another. Seeing that the soup was almost done, Su Ziling took the noodles over and kneaded them again.

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Use your thumb, index finger, and middle finger to pull out the dough, and the dough you pull out will look like a cat's ears, thin in the middle and slightly curled on the four sides.

She pinched the face so quickly and so smoothly that Mother Su's eyes couldn't even keep up with her hands.

She said: "I finally know why these dough balls are called cat ears."

Su Ziling smiled and looked at her, "Is it similar?" She spoke, but her hand movements did not stop at all.

"Like!" Mother Su nodded and looked at the cooked noodles in the pot, "It looks more like them when they are cooked. Do you need to pick up the ones in front?"

"No, I'm almost finished here." Su Ziling finished taking out the last bit of dough in her hand, then picked up the spatula and stirred it to prevent it from sticking to the pan.

"It's almost time to cook, Aniang, you can pull out the table."

"Okay." Mother Su stood up, patted the dust on her hands, wiped the table clean, and went to get half a bowl of pickled peppers and pickled vegetables from the jar.

Here, Su Ziling sprinkled the finely chopped wild garlic into the pot, stirred it twice, and then it was done.

Each person has a big bowl of red soup, green garlic, gray-white noodles, and the rising heat. Just looking at these bright colors will whet your appetite.

Axiu and Erniu were immersed in eating and had no time to talk. It was obviously very hot, but they were reluctant to spit it out and kept breathing.

Su A'nai was amused, and she gently stirred the dough in the bowl, "Slow down, slow down, no one will compete with you."

"Grandma, it's delicious!" Su Zimu raised his head, "Try it, it's much more delicious than those noodles, steamed buns, and dumplings!"

Mother Su smiled and scolded: "You have never eaten noodles, steamed buns, or dumplings. How do you know this one is better than those?"

Su Zimu snorted lightly, "I don't care, in my heart this is the most delicious."

Seeing how good he was eating, Mother Su smiled, but soon lowered her eyes. The smile in her eyes disappeared. After all, they were incompetent as parents. The child was so old that he didn't even have white-flour steamed buns or noodles. Ate.

No one noticed her emotion. Su's father took a few bites and saw that she didn't move. He touched her gently with his hand, "Eat quickly. It's just right to eat now. It will get cold in a while. Drink in this weather." The first bite is so warming.”

After saying that, he gave the meat in the bowl to Su's mother, turned sideways and whispered in her ear, "Eat quickly."

Mother Su burst out laughing. She didn't give the piece of meat back to him, but picked it up and ate it. Her voice was low, with a hint of anger, "There's no need for you to pick it up for me. I won't eat it." inside."

"You are weak, eat more." Su's father just said this and started to drink the soup.

Su A'nai glanced at Su Ziling who was still working on the stove, "Aqing, come over to eat first, and then clean up after eating."

"Hey, right away." Su Ziling responded without looking back. She scooped all the soup in the pot into a basin, washed the pot, and added two ladles of water to the pot. After a while, you can use hot water to eat. Water for washing dishes.

She wiped the water on her hands, pulled out the chair and sat down, "There's still more on the stove. If there's not enough to eat, go scoop it out yourself."

She made enough, and she added more vegetables, so a few bowls of noodles made a large pot of ten bowls.

"I didn't expect this sour eggplant to be delicious when cooked in soup. Why didn't we find this stuff edible before?" Su's father took a sip of the soup and asked.

Su Zimu: "The brighter the color, the more poisonous it is in your eyes. You don't dare to eat this, you don't dare to eat that, you can't eat this, and you can't eat that. You are lucky to be alive until now."

"Hey, you brat!" As soon as Su's father raised his hand, Su Zimu shrank his neck, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't hit me even if you're a thief. My grandma and grandpa are watching. "

Su's father took a vicious bite of the dough and said, "I'll take care of you later."

Mother Su looked at Su Ziling, "Qing'er, how do you know this red fruit is edible?"

Su's mother and the others have always called this wild tomato red fruit according to its color. It is brightly colored and grows in a large area. For those who have never eaten it, they dare not try it.

Su Ziling's face didn't turn red, and her heart didn't even beat. She didn't even pause in picking up the vegetables. She opened her mouth to explain nonsense, "My grandma told me."

Su A'nai heard her words as soon as she took a sip of the soup, and instantly felt that the soup was no longer fresh.

"..."

"Mom, why haven't I heard you say this before?" Su's father asked.

Su A Nai: "..."

I didn’t know that before!

I also just learned that I know this red fruit can be eaten!

Su A'nai's face is calm, but if you look closely, you will find that the corners of her mouth twitched twice unnaturally.

She lowered her eyes, and no one could see her expression clearly, "I didn't go out before, so naturally I didn't have the chance to see him, and you didn't even ask me!"

She said it confidently.

The tone was not false at all.

Everyone: "..."

But everyone just feels that she is a bit weak. Why?

No matter, this soup is really delicious!

No one asked carefully, and Su Zimu finished the bowl quickly. He touched his round belly and smashed his mouth, still wanting more.

Su Ziling glanced at him and said, "If you're not full, go to the stove and scoop it out. There's a lot of it."

Mother Su glanced at his little movements and said, "He is not full. Look at his round belly. I guess he is addicted to pigs and is greedy."

Su Ziling: "..."

Auntie, no matter how closely you follow the trend, I will suspect that you are the one who traveled through time.

Su Zimu stood up and said, "I'll have another bowl of soup. This soup is really delicious, but this..."

He paused and looked at Su Ziling, "Sister, what is this called?"

Su Ziling: "Sour eggplant."

"Oh." Su Zimu took a sip of the soup first, tilted his head back slightly, and sighed, "It's delicious!"

He slumped on the chair. He was too full. After drinking a bowl of hot soup, his whole body warmed up. He was so comfortable that he didn't want to move.

"I've seen this sour eggplant in Xiaoping Mountain. It's a big red one. I guess I can pick a basket of it. I'll go look for it when the rain clears. But sister, what else can you do with this sour eggplant besides making soup? eat?"

"You can scramble eggs, eat them cold, or make pickled eggplant and egg soup, or eat them raw."

After hearing what she said, Axiu raised her head and looked at Su Zimu, with a rather milky voice, "Second brother, call me when you go, I also like to eat sour eggplant."

"Okay!" Su Zimu smiled, raised his hand and rubbed her hair twice. The hair that had been combed smoothly just now turned into a chicken coop in an instant.

Su Zizhong raised his head and looked at him, "We can't go to Tianmen Mountain."

The smile on Su Zimu's face froze. When he met Su Zizhong's gaze, he touched his nose and said, "Brother, how did you know that there is one in Tianmen Mountain?"