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

"Yes, it's similar to soybean oil, but it tastes better than soybean oil. Soybean oil also has a beany smell, but tea oil doesn't have it."

The more Su Ziling talked about it, the happier she became. The camellia oleifera fruit was a good thing. The camellia oil had the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, activating blood circulation and dispersing blood stasis, and relieving pain and itching.

Tea cakes can also be used as pesticides and fertilizers. When spread in the fields, they can also increase farmland water storage and prevent rice field pests.

It can be said that this Camellia oleifera fruit is full of treasures. Camellia oil is rich in nutrients, and the tea cake can be used as fertilizer, but I don’t know how much it is.

It's okay if there aren't too many. When the time comes, you can take cuttings or use seeds to raise seedlings. If you plant more varieties, then the hillsides will be covered with Camellia oleifera fruits. Then their village will be the hometown of Camellia oleifera.

Every year, I can make a lot of money from camellia oleifera fruit.

"It won't solidify and doesn't have a beany smell. It's really a good thing. Let your dad go with you tomorrow and pick more." When Mr. Su heard this, he immediately took action.

"No, there are many of us, a big group of people. When the time comes, I will go with the sacks first. If I pick more, I will come back and call you. You should be busy with whatever you want."

Hearing what she said, Mr. Su didn't insist, "That's okay, then you can go pick it first. If you can't get it back, call us. We can't work in the workshop these two days and we have to remove the weeds."

"It has been raining for a long time. The crops have been planted, but the grass is also green. We need to get rid of it quickly, otherwise the broad beans and peas will not be able to grow weeds in two days."

Su Ziling: "Okay, you go pull the weeds, and I'll take them to pick them. Grandma, you can slowly make cotton-padded clothes at home. Let the chestnuts dry in the sun first. I'll come back later to shell them."

"I know, no touching, no touching." Su A'nai responded with a smile, "I can't even finish the clothes. I have no time. Erniu's is ready, and Axiu's is still two stitches away. I'm thinking about her little one. One girl has to embroider two flowers. She is old and cannot see clearly, so it will be slow to do this."

"It's okay, just do it slowly. If you can't deliver it here (gai), it's the same as sending it down the street (gai)." Mr. Su took a sip of tea and consoled him.

As dusk fell, everyone washed up and returned to the house one after another. Su Ziling made peace with each other, washed briefly, and fell asleep as soon as they got into bed.

Early the next morning, she got up as soon as the rooster crowed, fearing that the children would come early.

She lit the fire first, washed her hands, took out the steamed buns and put them on the steamer for secondary fermentation. She waited until the water was hot before washing up.

The steamed buns are ready to be steamed directly in the pot, and then they start making breakfast for the family.

The steamed buns alone were not enough, and her big pot was not empty, so she took out the big hunchback pot and cooked some porridge with the yam eggs from yesterday. She also added a small piece of lacquer oil to it.

Although the lacquer oil solidifies quickly, cooking lacquer oil porridge is a favorite of the whole family, especially when paired with a side dish. A pot full of it is not enough to eat.

The steamer was very big, but the steamed buns only took up three layers. Looking at the yam eggs in her hand, Su Ziling washed them and put them on the bottom layer to steam them. After a while, she made some water to dip them in the yam eggs.

You can also make a garlic-flavored version, or add some bad pepper and stir-fry it.

In this case, you don't need to cook other side dishes, but you can also eat a gray vegetable.

This is simple and delicious. It had just rained, and the roadside was densely covered with gray vegetables. They were not very big, almost as long as a finger. Su Ziling took it directly to the roadside and cut off which ones were the big ones.

I cut a handful and picked out the weeds, washed them and blanch them in water, then added vinegar, soy sauce, minced garlic, salt and Sichuan peppercorns, and finally added some freshly cooked pepper, a bowl of tender and delicious cold salad. The gray vegetables are ready.

Steaming buns here, she began to prepare things for going out soon. She didn't know how many they had. She took two sacks, a basket on her back, and a sickle.

There is also water. You can’t go without water when you go to the mountains. The last thing you can do is bring a pole so that you can carry camellia oleifera fruits and a hat. I have been wearing this straw hat for several months. It has been exposed to wind, rain and sun. Now it is The edge of the straw hat has begun to turn black and curl up.

Things were ready, the sky was starting to get slightly brighter, and Mother Su and the others got up one after another.

"Qing'er, why did you get up so early?"

"The main reason is that I'm afraid that those children will come early. Have my grandpa and the others gotten up? I've got enough food here. I can just make some vegetables to eat."

Su Ziling scooped a ladle of hot water for Mother Su to wash herself with, and took a look at the steamed buns and yam eggs. The steamed buns were big and soft, and the yam eggs were already soft.

After a while, pull up the steamer, stir-fry the gray vegetables, and then fry the yam eggs and it's almost done.

"I should have woken up after hearing the noise. When your meal is ready, just stir-fry. I'll go take a look."

Everyone here got up one after another, and Twenty over there also came back from exercise. He didn't go far, so he walked around nearby and went to the mountains. He didn't catch any pheasants, but he took out a few A bird's nest and a dozen eggs were picked up.

Su Ziling didn't save it for the next meal, and just used it to fry the wild onions Liu Guilan brought last night. The wild onions her mother dug were really fat and suitable for frying eggs. Of course, bird eggs are also suitable.

Su Ziling and the others were still eating when they heard someone calling her outside. After calling her twice, someone covered her mouth, and then there was a rustling sound.

"Don't shout, let's just wait. Maybe Sister Aqing is eating!"

"That's right, let's talk about it later."

There was movement here, and Su Wenyuan naturally heard it. He got up early this morning and kept paying attention to the outside, for fear of missing Su Ziling and the others.

Hearing the noise, he stopped eating. He dropped the bowl and was about to carry the basket, but his father, Su Guangbai, pulled him back.

"Eat well."

"I don't want to eat. Let's eat when we get back. Sister Ah Qing and the others are leaving." Su Wenyuan struggled twice, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs and he couldn't break free.

"I'm not leaving. Your sister, Ah Qing, and the others are still eating. Finish your meal quickly, or you won't go today."

Su Wenyuan curled his lips, but had to sit down and eat big mouthfuls. He knew that if he didn't finish eating, his father would definitely not let him go out.

After finishing the meal in a few mouthfuls, he put down the bowl and said, "I'm full" and ran away with the basket on his back.

As soon as he went out, he found that all the friends had entered the Su family's yard, and he quickly chased after them.

"Why are you here so early? Have you eaten?" Su Ziling opened the door. As soon as the door opened, she found them all sitting at the door waiting.

"Ate."

"I haven't... eaten it yet!"

Some people have eaten it, and some people have not eaten it, but they also changed their words and said they have eaten it.

"Then you guys play in the yard for a while. I'll be ready soon." After Su Ziling finished speaking, she returned to the kitchen.

After a while, she came out with a bowl of hot steamed buns. "Come on, one for each of us. We will take them to the mountains to eat in a while. I think we will be late when we come back."

Looking at the steamed buns that were bigger than their fists, a group of children's eyes widened. They swallowed their saliva and immediately reached out to grab them.

But he retracted his hand halfway, wiped it on his clothes again and again, and finally carefully extended his hand to the steamed buns.

The steamed buns were big and soft, and many people whispered, "It tastes so good!"