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

"I'll wipe it. Then I'll go back and wash some. This year, my family will be able to gain one or two hundred pounds more. I'll sell it to get some salt to eat. I've already eaten this salt for half a month! I feel bad all over!"

Hearing what he said, everyone stopped working and went home to wash the sweet potatoes. Some said they could save a province, selling dozens of kilograms, or one or two hundred kilograms.

These days, the rations are just enough to eat, but there are not many, but you have to eat oil and salt, and you will be boring if you don't eat them.

They all thought that when the time came, they would dig up more mountain grass and wild vegetables to eat together, so that they could save enough money to eat until new grains were produced.

"Hey, hey, hey? Why are you all leaving? Let's chat a little longer!"

"No more nagging, no more nagging, go home and wash the sweet potatoes."

"Tsk! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have told you."

Su Ziling knew that Zhu Yu and others followed them to the mountain col. Zhu Yu followed Liu Guilan just two days after Liu Guilan and his wife came to help. It was Su Zizhong who came back to tell her at that time.

Su Ziling happened to be absent that day, and Su Ziling was not angry after hearing this, but her family members were quite angry.

Su Ziling told them, don't worry, this col doesn't belong to their family, and it's a place where people come and go. If they can come and sell it, then others can, too.

But Su Ziling didn't expect that several people came, but they were all scared back.

She really didn't expect this, so later when Su's mother came to deliver tofu and was so frightened that she trembled, she finally understood what was going on.

At this time, several people still didn't know the idea of ​​​​trying to go to the mountain col even if these people were completely eliminated.

When they arrived at the mountain col, there were already people resting there. Seeing their sudden appearance, those people had defensive faces and vigilant eyes, and half of the knives in their hands were pulled out instantly.

Su Ziling was stunned for a moment, then glanced at them, thinking they were escorts or something, maybe transporting valuables, so she didn't pay much attention and continued walking. The other people were too frightened to move forward, their legs were a little numb. trembling.

Su Ziling took two steps and realized that no one was following her. She looked back, shook her head and laughed softly.

She put the things in the shed and began to work on her own without raising her head, but the voice came out.

"Everyone, this shed was built by our family. We sell tea and food here every day. We are the nearby villagers. Can you please put away the knife? It scared us."

After finishing speaking, she paused and added: "I can treat you to tea."

Su Zizhong and the others: "..."

It seems like I made a mistake. It was them who were scared, not her!

The man who drew the sword: "..."

Scared you?

You don't look like you're scared!

So, I can go to the one that "scared us" and just leave us alone.

and also!

Who cares about your tea?

After Su Ziling finished speaking, she found that the mountain col was quiet and there was no sound at all. She looked up.

Well, Su Zizhong and the others are still where they are and don't dare to come over.

The people who drew their swords didn't even take their swords back, so...

Doesn't it sound a bit like a confrontation?

She sighed, with a helpless smile on her face, "We are really villagers, we sell tea here."

The group of people remained unmoved, with no expression on their faces, but there was a look of fatigue that could not be concealed, as if...

Traveling all night?

Moreover, they were so vigilant, unlike ordinary escorts and caravans, because they were not escorting anything.

There were just people and horses. Judging from their outfits, it looked like they were traveling lightly, maybe not even bringing food.

Be alert, be on guard, drive at night, carry a knife, be disciplined...

The more Su Ziling watched, the more frightened she became. The expression on her face remained unchanged, but only she knew that her heartbeat was speeding up.

She felt as if she had guessed who these people were.

Su Ziling lowered her eyes, and when she raised her head again, she pretended to be calm and kept the same attitude as before. Since these people didn't put away their swords, then they didn't.

She looked at Su Zizhong and the others, "Brother, come here quickly, it's okay."

Su Zizhong: "..."

He wanted to, but his legs and feet didn't work.

Liu Guilan and his wife were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Finally, Ji Yunchu gritted his teeth and walked over tremblingly.

But she only persisted for a short distance. After entering the shed, as soon as she put down the things, she sat down on the ground. Her hands and feet were shaking so much that she couldn't stand up.

Su Ziling reached out to pull her. Ji Yunchu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If you can't stand up, please let me slow down."

Su Ziling nodded, looked at the few people outside who dared not come in, sighed, and chose to go out to pick them up.

Because he was making more and more things, Mr. Su took the time to expand the shed.

He built a small one next to the big shed to steam the steamed buns. Su Ziling put the steamer and the steamers in the small shed and started to light a fire there.

Ji Yunchu had recovered, and she started to light the fire on the stove, preparing to boil water and mix the powder.

Liu Guilan, his wife, and Su's father didn't dare to go out at all. After putting down the tofu, they huddled in the shed. Su Zizhong was okay, so he went to the back to fetch water and came back to make soup and boil water to make barley tea.

Seeing that this big family really didn't care about them, they started to light a fire and cook on their own.

The group of people looked at each other with questions in their minds.

Someone asked in a low voice, "Are the villagers today so courageous?"

Someone replied in a breathy voice, "No, that's the only one who's brave."

Everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on Su Ziling.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was dressed in coarse linen clothes with a few patches on them. They looked shabby, but they were washed very clean.

Her black hair was tied up high, with no accessories, only a simple wooden hairpin, which made her appear a bit more heroic from a distance.

If you look closely, you will find that although she is dressed simply, her expression is very calm. Her eyes are slightly lowered, making it difficult to tell the depth.

He was obviously dressed in coarse linen clothes, but he couldn't hide his proud character.

Arrogant?

The group of people were stunned. They didn't understand why they described her like this.

Looking again, I saw her standing in front of the stove, lowering her head and doing what she was doing. Her movements were quick and without any pause or tremor, as if their presence had no impact on her at all.

She stood in the shed, the sun climbed up the mountain, and the sunlight passed through the gaps in the treetops and fell all over her.

The girl looked at the formed steamed buns in her hand under the sun, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

The wind in the mountain col was strong, causing her clothes to sway from side to side, and the strands of hair around her ears were messed up by the wind, with a few strands of particularly naughty strands hanging down by her ears, making her look a bit softer and more elegant.

"Brother, help me add some firewood. I don't have any time and can't add more firewood."

She leaned forward and shouted into the shed next door.

She was not as good-looking as those young ladies in Beijing, but at this moment, she was standing in the sun, her hair was blown by the wind, her body was slightly leaning forward, her eyes were full of smiles, and her eyebrows were lively and lively when she spoke. Too much.

It was as if the beauty in the painting had come alive.

Every frown, every move, every move is so pleasing to the eye.

Unlike those wooden beauties in Shangjing, they dare not take long steps when walking, dare not speak loudly, and even their laughter is restrained.

But this girl in the mountains is more lively and wanton.