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

After counting the money, they were so happy that they couldn't stop grinning. They bared their teeth and said to Su Ziling, "The money is right, Miss Su, then we will leave first."

"Take a break, take a break, and have some tea. This is freshly brewed." Old Master Su pointed to the tea beside him.

"No more drinking, uncle. We have a long way to go and the road is slippery due to the rain. It will take us an hour and a half to get home."

A few people packed up the flower baskets and carried them back.

"So far? We'll probably have to find our way. Well, I'll get you two torches. You can light them when you can't see anymore." Without waiting for them to refuse, Grandpa Su took out two torches from the utility room and knocked off the ashes on them.

"You have a long way to go, otherwise I would have invited you to have a meal."

"Thank you, uncle. Next time, definitely next time." Several people took the torches and went out carrying the flower baskets.

Su Ziling sent them out the door. Before she left, two people looked at her and said, "Miss Su, my grandmother also has these mushrooms. I want to ask if you would accept the ones they picked up?"

"Yes, no matter if it's your grandma, uncle, or relative, whoever picked them up can send them over. But there's one thing, you have to make sure the mushrooms they picked up are as clean as yours, and don't pick up the ones you shouldn't."

"Don't worry! I will definitely teach them how to recognize mushrooms, and I will select them before sending them to them."

"That's fine, let's get going quickly, or the sun will set."

After watching the few people leave, Su Ziling continued to cheer himself up and went back to the house to fry mushroom sauce.

Old Master Su was cutting the roots of mushrooms. He was heard saying to Father Su, "It seems that we have to put this workshop on the agenda. Judging from today's situation, there will be too many mushrooms in the future. This yard really can't operate."

"After dinner, go around the village and see who's free. If you can't hire anyone, just offer some money."

Not long after those mushroom delivery people left, Su Zizhong and Ershi came back. Looking at the yard full of mushrooms, they did not rest and started peeling mushrooms together.

I trimmed the roots today and can wash them directly tomorrow, which saves some trouble.

Su Zizhong carried the basket into the house and said, "I left late today, so there is still one rabbit left."

"It's okay, we'll heat it up and eat it ourselves. By the way, big brother, can you help me move the jar of lard? I'll need it later."

Fortunately, I made a lot of lard during the Chinese New Year this year, and the lard from the other three wild boars was not sold, so it was also made and kept.

Grandma Su also said that the oil would be enough to last for a year, but she didn't expect that frying mushroom sauce tonight would ruin two-thirds of it.

"Okay, I'll put it on the stove for you. Be careful when you turn around so as not to knock it off." Su Zizhong brushed the dust off his hands and reminded.

"This should be the largest jar of lard, right?" he asked.

Su Ziling: "Not only is it the largest one, it's also the last one."

"There are so many mushrooms outside. This may not be enough."

"That's enough. Just fry the cut ones. We'll do the ones that were just delivered tomorrow. Tomorrow is the market day, so I'll carry the chicken mushroom oil to sell and buy some more fat and lard."

As the sun sets, the orange afterglow shines on the top of the mountain. In the yard, there is the rhythmic sound of cutting mushrooms. The fragrance of mushrooms wafts over the Su family's yard, making passers-by drool.

There were sounds of cursing all along the way.

"What delicious food is the Su family making? It smells so good!"

"Who knows? But it's been almost a year. Aren't you used to it yet?"

"Too."

"But the Su family is also amazing. They run a restaurant in the county and a stall in this valley. Their workshop is open every day, and they can even grow crops faster than us."

"Who said it wasn't true? We can't even grow our own crops well, but theirs is doing well. I heard that Ji Yunchu's family has contracted all of it to his family, and Su Yonghe's family has contracted half of it."

One of them shook his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, no way to compare."

It was not until nightfall that I finally finished cutting the mushrooms that I brought back in the morning.

The yard was also brightly lit. In addition to the big fire pit, there were also some torches lit nearby for lighting.

The aunts put away the chopping boards and knives, stretched their bodies, and said, "After all the hassles and haste, we have finally finished chopping."

"Thank you for your hard work. Come over here and wash your hands. Xiaoqing's rice is ready. Let's eat before going home."

Su's mother fetched some water to wash her hands and stood aside, calling them.

"Let's not eat. You guys hurry up and eat. I think we need to fry two more pots of the cut vegetables. We have a lot to do. Don't worry about us."

Then he looked at his hands and said, "Forget it, go home and wash your hands."

"Aunt, two aunts, please wash your hands at my house. I have some soapberries here. They are poisonous. Please wash your hands, cutting boards, and knives carefully."

Su Ziling stopped them.

“Is it really poisonous?”

Although Su Ziling had said many times that it was poisonous, they didn't take it seriously. After all, if it was really poisonous, how could the Su family make it into mushroom jam?

"It's really poisonous. Didn't you notice it when you cut it? As soon as your hand touches it or you cut it open, it changes color immediately. The faster it changes color and the darker the color, the more toxic it is."

"I don't recommend you to cook it yourself, because if it's not cooked well, it will be poisonous."

Seeing that she looked serious and didn't seem to be joking at all, they looked at each other and went to the well to wash their hands.

Su's mother gave them hot water and put a few soapberries next to it. It was a pity that the soap had not been completely saponified, otherwise it could be used.

"It's so dangerous, how can you be sure it's not poisonous?"

"Fry it in oil. Add more oil and fry it at high temperature until it is dry. It will then be non-toxic." Su Ziling handed each of them a soapberry.

"Auntie, we still have to wash tomorrow. Just leave your cutting boards at my house. I'll wash them for you later."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

They still have them useful at home, so it doesn’t matter whether they take the chopping boards back or not.

"No wonder you said you don't recommend us to cook it. We don't have so many fried mushrooms. It's better not to eat them."

"That's right. The oil used to fry mushrooms is enough to last for a month."

They were not exaggerating. They were used to being frugal. They would just dip their chopsticks in some oil when cooking. If they were asked to scoop out a spoonful of oil to fry the mushrooms, they would not be happy to do so.

"What is this? It has a light fragrance and is frothy."

"We picked the soapberries from the mountains. They are very useful for washing hands and clothes, and they clean well," Su's mother explained.

The few people looked at it for a while, but couldn't figure out what it was. "Is it Xiaoqing who found it again?"

Mother Su laughed out loud, with a hint of pride in her tone, "Yes, except for this girl, who else would know how to use this thing? Even if she did, she would probably just walk away. Who would have thought that it could be used to wash hands?"