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

"Okay!" The corners of Lu Yan's lips curled up, and he asked seemingly unintentionally, "Your cousin is quite amazing!"

When it came to Su Ziling, Li Zelan couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes. He admired Lu Yan in archery, and he admired Su Ziling in business.

"Of course, my cousin made a living by selling tofu. She paid off her family's debt and sent Erniu to a school. That workshop was also built this year."

"There is also a cow. My cousin bought the cow herself. I heard that many people were not optimistic about the cow at that time, but my cousin bought it anyway. After coming back and raising it for about a month, the cow even gave birth to a calf."

"Many people in the village have not had enough to eat. Ever since my cousin started recruiting people here, although they don't make much, they can at least have enough to eat and some money left in their hands. Life is much better than before. How much do you know?"

"But there are also people who are whispering behind their backs," he said with hatred, "especially Zhu Yu next door to their house. I have met them several times, saying that they are squeezing coolies and paying less. , the workers are only given more than ten cents a day, and a bowl of rice noodles they sell is more than that."

"What the heck does she know! Working as a coolie outside only costs ten or twenty cents a day, and it doesn't include food. It's a tiring day. My dad and the others would go to work during the off-season. Not to mention the soreness and backache after working for a day. My shoulders are already bruised by your load, and they will be swollen at night, but what can I do? Just bite the bullet and do it!"

"It's good to have work here. I'm afraid that if you go out to look for work and you can't find it, why not walk around outside for a day without eating or drinking? In my cousin's place, more than ten cents a day is actually quite good. , and the work is not tiring, and it’s still close to home.”

"You can still make money after doing the work in your own fields. Where can you find such work outside? My cousin also said that she has just started and doesn't earn much, but she has calculated the wages. It's not low. As the workload increases in the future, her wages will also increase."

"That guy Zhu Yu, he talks endlessly all day long, ruining my cousin's reputation everywhere, huh! After all, it's not because every household of my cousin has hired someone to work, or there is no one to do it. Recruiting people from his family to work, she feels uncomfortable because she doesn't make any money!"

Li Zelan finished the rant in one breath and felt refreshed, but his mouth was a little dry.

He took a sip of water, and when he noticed Lu Yan's eyes, he smiled coquettishly, "Brother Lu, did I say too much?"

Lu Yan shook his head, "Human nature is jealous and has two sides. Some are kind and some are dark. This is inevitable. The better the person, the easier it is to be jealous, and jealousy is also human nature."

Li Zelan was confused, and before he could speak, he heard another sound of "pullu". His eyes lit up when he heard the sound.

He lowered his voice, looked at Lu, moved his lips, and said two words silently: Pigeon!

Lu Yan nodded, drew the bow, aimed, and shot, all in one go!

After getting another pigeon, Li Zelan was very happy and murmured, "Why haven't I noticed so many pigeons in the mountains before? Is it because my cousin and the others have no one to hunt them that's why there are so many pigeons?"

He weighed the weight again and said, "It's also very fat and the meat is firmer. The ones over there are thinner and dry."

"Is it because there is more food in the mountains here?"

Lu Yan had a smile in his eyes, "Well, the food is better."

How can it be bad, homing pigeons, they are carefully raised by others!

Looking at the mountain peak not far away, Lu Yan's eyes flashed, and when he looked at Li Zelan again, he was as calm as water, "Wait for me here for a while, don't run around."

"Ah?" Li Zelan was counting the prey. They came early and had been wandering in the mountains for a day. There were few other prey, but there were quite a lot of pigeons, four of them. He pinched the flesh of the pigeons and smiled. I'm even happier. If these four stew together, I'm afraid they can even catch up with an old hen.

When he heard Lu Yan said he was leaving, he immediately picked up his backpack and said, "I'll come with you! We'll both be taken care of!"

"No, it's convenient for me to go. I'll come when I go. You take a breath here and we'll go back when I get back." Hearing that he wanted to follow, Lu Yan immediately refused.

Nonsense, if you follow me, how should I act?

He even pointed to the Amomum villosum tree nearby and said, "Isn't there an Amomum villosum tree there? Go pick all the fruits, dig out two Amomum villosum roots, and use them to make pigeon soup when you go back in the evening."

Li Zelan was dubious, "Can this make soup?"

"Yes, this is a medicinal diet. It's good for your health. Go dig it up quickly. I'm going." Lu Yan urged.

Hearing that it was medicinal food, Li Zelan no longer hesitated. He planned to dig two trees first, go back and ask his cousin if he could eat them, and pull them down if he couldn't. If he could, he would come back next time, dig up the whole bush, and move them home. Plant it.

He placed the basket firmly, rolled up his sleeves and started doing it, "Then go quickly, I'll wait for you here."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Lu Yan and stood on tiptoes picking Amomum villosum kernels while humming.

Lu Yan's mouth twitched, and he left after seeing that he would not run around if he had something to do.

There was still some distance between here and that place, so he just had to speed up his pace. This Amomum villosum bush was big enough, and I was afraid that Li Zelan wouldn't be able to finish picking it when he came back.

On the other side, in the cave.

A man in black is kneeling on the ground.

A middle-aged man was sitting at the table, drinking tea calmly.

"What's going on? You haven't received a reply yet?"

"Sir, no!"

The man was pacing back and forth in a hurry, "It shouldn't be. I've sent the letter twice, why should there be a reply? Don't you usually get a reply in the morning after sending it in the evening?"

The man in black quietly raised his head, "Could it be that the carrier pigeon got lost?"

"Damn it, uncle, have you ever seen two carrier pigeons get lost together?" When he turned around and saw the people at the table, his already impetuous heart became even more irritable.

"Drink, drink, drink! How much tea do you drink in one day? Can you think of a solution? I can't contact you today, and the people over there thought we took the money and ran away!"

"Why are you so anxious! Maybe they both got lost together!" The man put down the cup calmly.

"Then even if the ones we send out are lost, there should be a trace of what they send back every morning, right?"