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

"They are just saying bad things about you." Several aunts and uncles laughed.

"I'm praising you. Our village was the first to start ridge digging and interplanting. If you had only started teaching us this year, I'm afraid we would be too busy."

"There's also the issue of composting manure. My family started composting manure last year. This year, the corn yield is pretty good, and we've raised pigs, so your uncle expanded the manure pit a bit."

"Yes, the same goes for the ducks and chickens in my house. They can sweep up a sack of manure in a month. I pour it all into the manure pit, add some ash and fertilizer, and it fills up a big pit. There is more than enough manure for this year." My fourth uncle's wife also added a sentence.

As people's lives improved, 70% of the families raised pigs. Some had one or two, some had three or four, and Su Ziling's family had the most.

At first, I bought five pigs, and later I bought five more because they were not enough to feed. A total of ten pigs were divided into two circles, one big circle and one small circle.

They fed the pigs well, and Wang Anan was an expert in pig farming, so the pigs seemed to be inflated and grew rapidly. As soon as December began, they sold the three fat pigs.

Only two pigs were kept for the New Year.

Su's mother and the others were also happy to see this, and said that after the New Year pigs were slaughtered, they would buy a few more to raise.

What Su Ziling meant was that it would be better to buy a sow, which would give birth to two litters a year and would be enough for the family to raise.

Su's mother and the others also thought it made sense and started thinking about going to see the sows after the New Year.

"By the way, didn't your cow give birth to another calf? This means there are three more. Can your family raise so many?"

"The cow is carrying a calf?" Su Ziling was stunned.

"I don't know if he succeeded," Su's mother shook her head. "Not long after you left, one night, the cow was howling so loudly that no one could sleep. Your father woke up and saw that the cow was chasing the bull."

"Your father was so scared that he quickly separated the cows and called your grandfather to check. He said they were in heat, so he led the cows out early the next morning and released them together with your uncle's cows."

"The one at your great uncle's house is a bull, but I don't know if it's in your pocket."

They were the only two families in the village that had cows. Fortunately, their cow was a bull, otherwise if the bull wanted to have a calf, it would have to run a long way.

While a few people were still talking, the pigs outside started squealing.

Su's mother took a look and said, "Your father and the others have started to press the pig. Take the basin on the table to collect the pig's blood. Remember to take chopsticks and add some salt, otherwise the pig's blood will clump."

"Okay, got it." Su Ziling took two large basins and two pairs of chopsticks.

She doesn't dare to collect pig's blood, but she knows how to stir it.

As soon as she came out to the door, Father Su strode over and asked, "What's this basin for?"

Su Ziling: "It's for collecting pig blood."

"Give it to me, I'll take it. You don't have to go, or you'll get covered in blood."

Father Su took the basin and walked towards the center of the yard.

There were so many people coming that one of them pressed on the pig's foot and the pig couldn't move. No one knew who was killing the pig. Su Ziling didn't dare to look and walked into the house.

After the pigs stopped squealing, everyone started to scald the pigs' hair, and she went out to help fetch water.

But he was driven away.

"Niece, what are you doing here? Go away, go play over there." Su Yongan waved his hand and pushed her out.

"There's boiling water and mud, and there are so many people. If someone bumps into someone, getting scalded by the boiling water is no small matter."

Su Ziling looked helpless, "Uncle Yongan, I'm not a child."

The other uncles also agreed and did not let her intervene. "Yong'an is right. It's just two pigs (Yunnan people have their own way of measuring), and we men can take care of it. You can go to the side and warm yourself by the fire. I don't know what happened this year, it's very cold."

After Su Yongming finished speaking, he sniffed.

The uncles who helped clean the pigs were mostly the sons of the third and fourth uncles, as well as the brothers Su Yongan and Su Yonghe, as well as Su's father and Su Zizhong and others.

Our own family is more than enough, not to mention Su Guangbai and the others, so there is really no place for Su Ziling to use his talents.

Seeing that they were busy, Su Ziling turned around and walked away, going to the side to stir the pig's blood with Su Zimu.

The freshly collected pig blood is still steaming, and you have to keep stirring it clockwise, otherwise it will coagulate and form large lumps. Then you will be unable to use it whether you are stir-frying sour pork or stuffing it into tofu sausage.

After the first pig was knocked down, some people started to burn the pig's hair, while others started to catch the second one to kill.

Soon a new basin of hot pig blood was added. The brother and sister squatted there stirring it, and when one hand felt sore, they switched to the other.

They started gutting the meat and sending it to the kitchen. Mother Su started calling for help. "Xiaoqing, stop stirring. Give the chopsticks to Xiu and let her stir. Come over here and make the taro tea."

"Hey, here we come."

In the cold winter, the Su family's yard is busy, but no matter how cold the wind is, it can't stop everyone's high enthusiasm.

The yard was filled with the laughter of women and the shouts of men.

After taking care of the pigs, everyone also cleaned the yard.

There was a big fire pit in the corner of the yard, with a kettle on it. Next to the fire pit was a table with a pot of tea, a few cups, and a plate of melon seeds, chestnuts, and dried sweet potatoes in front of it.

Su Ziling didn’t steam the corn cakes because it was too cold in the winter and they would get cold in a short time if put out, so she simply didn’t make them.

We were busy with breakfast until noon (11:00-13:00) and we didn't have it until noon.

At this time, the sun just happened to shine into the yard. I put the table in the middle of the yard, drank hot soup, ate meat, and basked in the sun. I felt extremely comfortable.

If the men drank a little wine, their eyes would light up.

Seeing that everyone was happy, Su Ziling took out some green plum wine that she had brewed herself, thinking of giving a few sips to the aunts to warm their bodies, but no one wanted to drink it.

After dinner, the man began to roast the pig's head and pig's feet, chop the ribs, and marinate the ribs.

The woman is responsible for cleaning the large intestine, cutting the meat, and then mixing the filling for the tofu sausage.

Everything was done with clear division of labor and in good order. By the afternoon, the tofu sausage was stuffed, the pickled pork ribs were marinated, and several uncles also helped to marinate the ham and other things.

There were many people, and several aunts and uncles were helping, so Su's mother simply cooked the lard and the meat in jars at once.

We were busy until the sun went down, and after dinner everyone went home.

Before leaving, Su's mother did not forget to remind them to come for breakfast tomorrow morning, otherwise they would not be able to finish all the leftovers, and it would be a pity if they went bad.

In the evening, the family gathered around the fire pit, on which was sizzling barbecue. The aroma was so fragrant that Ah Xiu stared at the roasted brown meat with greedy eyes and swallowed her saliva.