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

When there was a knock on the door, Su's mother was clearing the table, holding bowls and chopsticks in her hands. She turned to look in the direction of the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Who is it?"

"Sister Li, it's us!" Liu Guilan's voice came from outside the door.

"Oh, Guilan," Mother Su looked at Su Zimu, "Er Niu, go and open the door."

"Guilan came so early. Have you eaten?" Su A'nai stood up and asked.

"After eating, Auntie, we thought we would come over early to help and see if there was anyone who needed help." Liu Guilan put Su Wenyuan down, rolled up her sleeves and started looking for work.

"Don't worry, don't worry, let's take a rest and wait until the water here is boiled before we start again." Su A'nai interrupted her gaze with a smile.

Because there was a lot of tofu to be made today, and Su Ziling and the others planned to go to the mountain col early, they cooked the rice first and then the tofu.

Making sweet potato starch Su Ziling wanted to make bone soup. If she cooked it at night, it would not be fresh the next day, so she thought of getting up early in the morning and going directly to the mountains to make it. She could sell sweet potato starch first.

As for tofu, Su’s mother can already control the amount of alkaline water very well, and she can make it independently.

Just wait until the tofu is ready and then let Liu Guilan and his wife deliver it to the col.

After eating, Su Ziling started to pack up the things she would take away later. As for the sweet potato flour, she wanted to bring ten kilograms of dry flour first.

At present, Old Su's family only has a few dozen kilograms of sweet potatoes, and all the sweet potatoes in the cellar have been beaten into powder, but the results are quite gratifying. More than two hundred kilograms of dry powder have been beaten in and out, which makes Su's mother feel bad.

The sweet potatoes in that cellar only produced a little flour, and the sweet potato dregs were not wasted. They were all dried in the sun. I thought I could eat them slowly and add a little when cooking porridge to keep me full without wasting.

To make sweet potato noodles, in addition to the prepared chili oil, peanuts, soybeans, green vegetables, whistles, and dry powder, you also need to bring a bone and two pots, a large gong pot for boiling soup and a pot for boiling noodles.

There were quite a lot of bits and pieces. Su Zizhong picked up a load, and Su Ziling also carried a basket.

Before going out, Su Ziling didn't forget to remind Su Ah Nai, "Ah Nai, remember to help me change the water for the snails. After changing it, throw some salt into the water."

"I know, I know." Su A'nai's voice came from inside the house. Her window was wide open, and she could be seen cutting clothes with her head down.

Seeing that they were alone, Mother Su chased her out, "Why are you two alone? Where is your Aunt Ji?"

Su Ziling: "Oh, I was just planning to go over and tell her that you should make more tofu and ask Aunt Ji to lead the way to Second Uncle and the others when you're done. Just send it over directly when the time comes."

"Okay, be careful on the road." After watching them leave, Su's mother closed the door.

One pot was taken away from the house, and only one was left. The pot that Su's father borrowed was not taken out for use and was placed in a corner, for fear that it would not be used when making tea after using it.

There wasn't enough water to boil in one pot, so I had no choice but to use the kettle.

There were more tofu today and two people made it very quickly, but it also shocked Liu Guilan and his wife. They had no reaction at first when they heated the water to pound the leaves, and then filtered the juice and they didn't show much expression until Su Mu added some water.

That bowl of clear water is just well water in their eyes.

After adding alkaline water, the tofu did not become ready immediately, so everyone took advantage of this time to go up the mountain to collect leaves. Su's father took them there.

Su Mu and Bai Wei were making rice dumplings. The rice dumpling leaves had already been blanched and could be made directly. They ate white rice dumplings dipped in maltose, and the maltose given by Ji Yunchu last time was still there.

There is not much rice, but more than 40 are wrapped. After wrapping, soak it in water, and it will take as long as a cup of tea to cook.

Father Su and the others came back very quickly, each picking up a basket before returning because they were thinking about delivering tofu later.

When passing by the door of Ji Yunchu's house, Su's father called her by the way. The group returned to Su's house, and the tofu placed in the yard had already taken shape.

Liu Guilan and his wife were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. When they just left the house, there were still pots of green leaf juice. How could it turn into tofu now?

What happened in their absence?

"Sister Li, is this the tofu we usually eat?" By this time, the tofu had been marked and packed into buckets, and Liu Guilan still couldn't believe it.

"Yes, that's the tofu." After loading the last piece, Liu Guilan and the others sent Su Zimu and Bai Wei to Uncle Li's door with one load each. The amount did not increase today, it was still five loads, so they only rented an ox car.

After returning home, Liu Guilan, Su Guangbai, Ji Yunchu and Su's father carried a load to the mountain col.

Su Ziling and Su Zizhong can be said to have arrived the earliest today. Su Zizhong went to collect some firewood, while Su Ziling was making bone soup, boiling water, and mixing up the sweet potato flour. When people arrive soon, they can directly add the flour. .

Everything was ready, the sun had not yet reached the mountain col, and there was a slight breeze blowing in the mountains, which was slightly cool.

The curling smoke brought a bit of fireworks smell to the place. Seeing that no one had come yet, Su Ziling said to Su Zizhong: "Brother, let's go pick up some more firewood. Now there are two pots and one pot, and we have to keep burning. I'm afraid." We didn’t collect enough firewood.”

Su Zizhong added two sticks of firewood to the fire pit and stood up, "I'll just pick it up. You can watch from here."

Su Ziling thought for a while and pointed to the place where the water was drawn, "The last time I drew water, I saw a lot of wild garlic over there. I went to dig a few. It's just right to make seasoning and put it in the sweet potato flour."

"How can you cut it without a kitchen knife? You can't twist it with your hands, right?" Su Zizhong frowned.

"I brought it." Su Ziling took out a kitchen knife from the basket, and she even brought the cutting board with her.

"Then don't run too far." Su Zizhong reminded, this place is relatively shady, and although this mountain col is flat, it is between two mountains. No one knows whether there are wild boars in the mountains.

"I got it." Su Ziling picked up the sickle and ran forward. There was water in that place, probably because of the sufficient water, and the wild garlic grew surprisingly fat.

She didn't dig much, so she thought it would be enough to dig a little now, and then dig some more when she went back in the evening, and take them home to stir-fry meat.

She was washing wild garlic by the water when she heard the sound of horse hooves not far away.

She stood up and saw a group of people coming not far away. The carriage was pulling many things, which were covered with things. It was hard to see what they were. Many people with knives were walking on both sides, always vigilant.

Seeing a shed not far away, there were fireworks, and the fragrance of bone soup filled the mountains. Everyone was delighted and said, "Boss, there is a tea shed ahead."

"Be careful!"

They didn't stop, but the hand holding the handle of the knife slowly tightened, and the knife was pulled out two points.

When they came to the shed, they saw Su Ziling, a little girl, chopping wild garlic, and they were relieved.

"My dear guests, what would you like? Tea or hot and sour noodles?"

Before they could speak, Su Ziling spoke first.