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

There was still a little bit of lard residue from last time, so Su Ziling took it out and fried it all at once.

She first fried the eggs, crushed them, added lard residue, chili peppers, and wild garlic. Finally, she added soaked pickled umeboshi, sprinkled with salt and soy sauce, and simply seasoned it before serving.

Although there are no condiments, the dishes are no worse than the current ones. This is probably the reason why the ingredients are fresher and all-natural.

Each person scooped a bowl of soup, and added fried prunes to the woofou. When he took a bite, he was hit with the fragrance of corn, the crispiness of lard residue, the deliciousness of eggs, the spiciness of pepper, and the special aroma of prunes. It creates a different spark when it collides with the chewy texture and steamed buns, deeply stimulating the taste buds.

A mouthful of steamed buns, a mouthful of dried plums and vegetables, and finally a mouthful of tomato and egg soup. It's a perfect match.

There were many people at home and the weather was relatively cold, so Su Ziling cooked a large pot full of tomato and egg soup. The dried plums and vegetables that went with the meal met the cornbread, and the final destination was to eat them all.

After the meal, everyone's stomach was full and they didn't want to move in their chairs. Everyone looked at each other and laughed, feeling very satisfied and happy.

After eating this meal of prunes, Su Mu became more determined to cut some more purslane.

Recently, I can often eat purslane. Su Ziling is very skillful in making it in various ways. It can be made into cold purslane, stir-fried purslane, or dried prunes. You can also scramble eggs or stir-fry meat. Su Ziling said that it is also good. Stewing meat and making soup, she looked forward to it even more.

Especially today’s stir-fried prunes, my family is completely in love with this dish.

Even little Axiu touched her belly and said to Su's mother: "Second aunt, you go and get it cut back. I'll help you choose the vegetables. Axiu likes to eat it too."

"Okay!" Mother Su rubbed her head, "When the weather clears up one day, I'll call your mother, and we'll go cut it together, and then bring back a few baskets, so we can eat freely this winter."

Bai Wei couldn't speak, so she smiled and nodded heavily, then looked at Su Ziling, followed her example and gave a thumbs up.

Everyone was resting. Bai Wei got up, put away the dishes, and quickly cleared the stove. Su Ziling got up to wipe the table, but Su's mother held her shoulders and sat back down.

"Just rest, I'll do it."

Su Ziling looked at the sky outside, looking a little worried, "The rain is a bit light, I'm afraid the seeds won't reach the ground."

Mr. Su didn't think so. He pulled out the firewood and the flames became brighter. "This kind of rain is good. It rains like this for three or four days, and then it can penetrate. Otherwise, it rains too much and the rainwater can't fall." If it goes into the soil, it will all flow away.”

Su Ziling looked at the old man, "Is this so?"

"Yes." The old man said with a smile on his face, "This rain has come just in time. It will be almost dry after a few days of rain. When the weather clears, we can plant seeds."

Su Zimu turned to look at Mr. Su, "Grandpa, will fungus grow when the rain clears?"

Mr. Su slowly took a sip of barley tea and said, "It's so fast. It's raining so hard now. We have to wait for the sun to shine for a few days, and the rain will be longer again. It's probably going to be the summer solstice anyway."

Picking up fungi?

Su Ziling's eyes were bright, she liked this.

She liked it very much in her last life, when she was six or seven years old. She got out of school at 3:30 in the afternoon. After school, she would follow her grandfather with a small basket and look for fungi together.

There is a harvest every day. There are mushroom collectors in the village who sell them for 30 to 50 cents at a time. I am very happy.

Sometimes if you are lucky, you can earn 70 to 80 cents, so you can use 10 cents to buy spicy sticks and hand in the rest. It can be said that finding fungi was one of the few joys of her childhood.

On the summer solstice...

Su Ziling counted on her fingers. It was the first day of May, and the Dragon Boat Festival was four days away. The summer solstice was just...

Half a month is fast.

Su Ziling: "Duanyang Festival is in four days. Do you have rice at home?" (Nuomi)

Mother Su was stunned, "It seems that someone has changed a little. There are several bowls, and the rice dumplings are enough." (Zongzi)

Su Ziling nodded, thinking that if she didn't have any, she would have to go to the county to buy some even if it rained. It would be better if there were some.

Moreover, my family's condition is not very good, and I still owe a lot of debt, so I can't eat as much as I want. As for rice dumplings, I can just make some rice dumplings and eat two per person.

This was not good in ancient times. There was nothing to do on rainy days, it was too leisurely.

Su Zimu stretched out and said, "Sister, I'll go back and take a nap. Remember to call me when you make something to eat later!"

Su Ziling: "I know."

Mother Su smiled and scolded: "You brat, you never forget that stuttering thing no matter what you do."

The young man's voice came from outside the door, "Mom, look at what you said, people come to this world just for food, clothing, housing and transportation. If you don't eat quickly when you have these conditions, you won't have the chance to eat in the future."

"This brat..." After Mother Su finished scolding, she paused and said, "There is some truth in what he said."

The weather was cold, the fire in front was unbearable, and it was so cold behind me. It was like a world of ice and fire. Su A'nai couldn't bear it anymore. "I'll go back to the room too. You guys can go back and rest if you have nothing to do. The rain has stopped." The planting is about to begin, and I guess it will take several more days of hard work.”

Mr. Su didn't go back to his room and was still warming himself by the fire. Su Ziling suddenly remembered that he didn't have the equipment to make vermicelli yet.

"Grandpa, do you still have gourds and gourds at home? A bigger one."

Mr. Su was stunned for a moment and thought about it carefully, "I remember it, right?"

He said uncertainly, then turned around and looked around, "I remember I cut several of them last year. Why do you want a gourd? Is the one you're using broken?"

"No," Su Ziling shook her head, "I will make vermicelli later. I need to use two larger gourd scoops, one with big holes and the other with small holes."

"Okay," Mr. Su stood up holding the chair, "I'll go look for it for you. How big do you want it to be?"

"It's a little bigger than the drinking ladle we have at home."

The drinking ladle at home is really not big, probably enough to scoop a bowl of water, but the fetching ladle is too big.

But after a while, Mr. Su pulled out four different sizes of ladles from somewhere. They were all cleaned. The flesh inside was all cleaned, but it had been left there for a long time and looked very gray. big.

"Which one suits you best?" Mr. Su stretched out the ladle to show her.

Su Ziling chose two suitable ones, "Just these two."

"Okay, you tell me what holes you want, and I'll drill them for you." Mr. Su is a stonemason and has quite a few tools. Although he has used them less in the past few years, he is still so skilled once he gets started with the tools.

Su's mother sat by the fire pit and helped Su Zimu sew trousers, "I don't know what these two cows are doing. These trousers have been torn all day long and I can't sew them together."