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

Thinking that they hadn't had a good meal for a long time, Su Ziling didn't make anything too greasy or heavy. He scooped a bowl of brown rice and two bowls of white rice from the rice jar and soaked them in water.

Looking at the meat hanging on the beam, he cut off a piece of fat and lean meat.

"The meat has just been hung up and is not even dry yet, why are you cutting it already?"

As soon as Su Ah Nai entered the house, she saw her cutting meat. She then looked at the rice soaking on the stove and asked, "Are you planning to have porridge tonight?"

"No, didn't we find a escort team to help us find sugarcane a few months ago? Now they are back and at Lu Yan's place. It seems they haven't had a good meal for a few days, so I thought of cooking some porridge for them."

Grandma Su handed her the broad bean kernels she had just peeled. "That's perfect. Let's cook this bowl of broad bean kernels together. Do you want peas? If you want, I'll peel another bowl."

"That's fine. I was thinking of adding some preserved eggs. If there are broad beans and peas, then there's no need for preserved eggs."

Su Ziling lit the fire, and when the water boiled, he put the rice in the pot. "Grandma, please keep an eye on the pot for me. When the water boils, pour the meat and the prepared ingredients in. Remember to turn the pot over, otherwise it will stick to the bottom of the pot."

"I know," Su Ah-nai was sitting in the yard mending clothes in the sun. Seeing her carrying a backpack and a hoe to go out, she asked, "Are you going out?"

"Hey, go dig some Polygonum multiflorum."

"At this point in time, the Houttuynia cordata hasn't shown up yet, right?" Grandma Su looked up at her.

Su Ziling put on his hat and carried the backpack. "No, it's okay. I'll go take a look. I'll dig as much as I can. Lu Yan's friend is injured. I'll dig some Houttuynia cordata for him to make soup. It's good for reducing inflammation."

When she heard that someone was injured, Grandma Su didn't ask any questions, but just urged her to go out quickly.

It was only mid-January and the Houttuynia cordata had not yet emerged, so it was still a little difficult to find. Fortunately, Su Ziling dug it frequently and remembered where it was.

She raised the hoe and just dug two shovels when someone called out to her, "Xiaoqing, are you digging Houttuynia cordata again?"

Seeing the people on the road, Su Ziling silently put down the hoe he was holding, and the smile on his face became a little stiff.

Is it okay if this person dug up Polygonum multiflorum on someone else's field ridge and was caught in the act?

"Aunt, where are you going? My son Erniu has a fever, so I want to dig some Polygonum multiflorum for him to cool him down. Don't worry, I'll apply it on you after I dig some."

"I'm going to find some vegetables in the vegetable garden in front," the woman stopped where she was and pointed in front of Su Ziling, "You dig, it's okay, go a little further forward, I remember there are more vegetables there."

"Hey, thank you, auntie." Su Ziling carried the hoe and actually walked forward a few steps.

With a strong effort, the hoe hit the field, leaving a gap on the ridge, which made the woman's face twitch with pain.

"Aunt, it has to be you. There are indeed a lot of them here."

Looking at those white and tender Houttuynia cordata, some of which had begun to sprout white buds and were intricately intertwined, Su Ziling was delighted.

"Well, go ahead and dig it, but can this Houttuynia cordata cure fever?"

"My son Erniu accidentally cut his hand while chopping pig grass. The kitchen knife was rusty and he didn't tell us. It's only been a day since the wound started to swell and pus came out. He had already started to have a fever when we first found him. We asked Lu Yan to call a doctor. I thought it would take a while for the doctor to come, so I made him some soup to cool him down first."

The woman nodded. "That's right. This knife is rusty and it's easy to get pus if you cut your hand. So you dig it out first. I'll go to the vegetable garden to find some vegetables. Let's have dinner at home later. Your uncle killed a chicken."

"Killing chickens? Is there anything good going on today?"

"What good news? The chicken wanted to go into the soup pot, so your uncle took out the plow and tried to fix it, but he didn't put it firmly. The chicken was too noisy, so it jumped a few times and got hit. It limped all the time. I was afraid it would die, so I just stewed it."

"I won't talk to you anymore. My chicken is still stewing in the pot. Remember to come down to my house for dinner later."

Watching the woman leave in a hurry, Su Ziling hurried on digging, and only stopped to build the ridge when he saw that he was almost done.

When she got home, the porridge in the pot had started to become sticky. She picked up a broad bean kernel with chopsticks, broke it in one go, and rubbed it lightly with her fingers.

When you feel it’s about done, turn off the fire in the stove and leave it simmering slowly over the bottom.

She took out a big pot and boiled a big pot of Houttuynia cordata soup. After the soup was ready, she took out some pickles she had made and gave them to them.

She put the porridge into a bucket, put the pickles and bowls and chopsticks in a backpack, and carried the soup in the pot directly over.

There were too many things, so she walked very slowly. When Su Zimu came out of the house, he saw her walking slowly towards the door.

"Sister, where are you going? I'll take you there."

As he said this, he was about to come over and take the bucket from her hand.

"Don't!" Su Ziling turned aside. "I forgot to tell you that you are injured and can't work. Try not to appear in front of others before the school is closed for vacation."

Su Zimu was stunned, "I'm injured?"

He looked down at himself and asked, "Am I okay?"

Su Ziling said skillfully, "You accidentally cut your hand while chopping pig grass yesterday. The kitchen knife was rusty and your hand got infected. I dug some Houttuynia cordata for you to make soup, and Lu Yan called a doctor for you."

Su Zimu: "..."

I'm injured? How come I don't know?

Perhaps seeing his confusion, Su Ziling explained, "Your brother Lu's friend was injured. He is an outsider and doesn't want others to know, so I have to let you down."

Su Zimu sighed, "Okay, then I'll go back to my room to read, but you can go alone, or I'll give you a ride?"

"No, no, you're injured."

"Sister, I only hurt one hand, the other one is fine."

"That's forget it. Come on, remember to cover your hands, so you don't get caught." Su Ziling disagreed. He carried the bucket and the pot, and walked towards Lu Yan's house panting.

Fortunately, their two families lived not far from each other, and the door opened quickly after one knock.

Behind the door stood a few handsome young men, who looked fairly young and had already tidied themselves up.

"Girl, you are here, come in, come in."

Everyone was very enthusiastic and hurriedly took the things from her hands, "Girl, give it to us, we will carry it."

A young man of about seventeen or eighteen, dressed in black, with his hair standing up high, carrying a bucket and a gong pot, trotted into the house.

The others did the same, just following her, each smiling as if they had won a prize.