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

"That's it." Su Yongan said nonchalantly.

"Wait and see. If there is work at home, why don't you go home and do it? We don't worry about you in the county. The people in the restaurant are all rich people, so we are afraid. If something doesn't go with what they want, they'll pick on you and look at people's faces all day long with fear. If you have work at home, it's okay if you have less money."

Su Yongan didn't refute. Who would want to run out if they had the conditions? Those who can come to the restaurant to eat are not people they can afford to offend. They have to put on a smile every day and pretend to be like a grandson. "Let's talk about it later."

Su Yang asked again: "I just heard she asked you to go to dinner?"

"Yeah." Su Yongan hummed, "We have something to talk about."

"Okay, don't do it. It's just this little land. Your father and I can dig it up in a short while. You can go see how your uncle's house is doing and help break it up."

"Okay, I'll go then." Su Yongan straightened up, patted the mud on his hands, and walked down. When he was far away, he heard his father and her mother talking.

"No, you old woman, you don't even let me ask, how can you still ask questions yourself?"

"What do you know? Your mouth has no handle at all. If you say something, just pour it out. Can we be the same?"

"I don't know how to keep my mouth shut?"

Su Wenfu looked in disbelief. Was there a mistake? Who is the one who doesn't hold the door?

"Otherwise? Could it be me? I usually look like a stuffy gourd, but now that I'm out, the dry and watery food I ate today made you shake it out!"

Hearing the two people choking, he shook his head and smiled, then pulled a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, walking briskly down.

Su Ziling carried two baskets of corn, but her pace was still very fast. This was probably related to picking tofu. When she first started selling tofu, she carried it out in the mountains every day. After carrying it several times, she developed her leg and shoulder strength.

When she arrived home, the yard was half filled with shucked corn and half filled with corn husks. The cow was tied at the door of the pen, and the calf was sleeping on the corn husks, ruminating every now and then.

The door was open. As soon as she entered, the calf was frightened and ran away.

Corn husks were kicked everywhere by it. When they heard the movement, Su A Nai and the others looked back.

"Sister, you are back!"

Axiu got up first, ran over and separated the corn husks from the corn, clearing a path. She poured the corn into the room and looked at the golden corn beside her. The smile on her face instantly rose.

In fact, these corn cobs are not big. Compared with the ones in previous generations, they are only one-third as big. Moreover, the teeth of the corn are not deep, and the corn core is very thick.

However, this year's harvest is already very gratifying. Compared with previous years, this year's yield per mu of land can be at least 30 to 40 kilograms more. Their family has 15 acres of land, and the yield is at least 500 to 600 kilograms more.

If you cook the corn mush, you can eat it for two or three months.

"Why are you back?" Su A'nai stood up and poured her a glass of water. "Just let your father deliver the corn. The road is difficult and the weather is hot."

Su Ziling took the water and said, "I'll come back for lunch."

"Oh, yes," Grandma Su suddenly reacted, "Looks like I've forgotten it." She hurried to the kitchen, "Your grandpa, too, didn't even remind me when he came back."

"It's okay Grandma, don't worry, it will be a while before they come back." Su Ziling washed her face. When she entered the room, Su Grandma's fire had already started.

"What to do? Is it too late to steam the steamed buns?" Su A'nai asked.

"Let's steam the rice. Just eat some cornmeal rice."

Thinking that she couldn't drink anything thin while doing heavy work, Su Ziling scooped out two more bowls of rice.

Su A'nai took a look and said, "Why don't we have so much? The weather is hot now, and if we can't finish the meal, it will go rancid by the evening."

The weather is the hottest now, so they eat one meal at a time. Otherwise, if you cook too much in the morning, it will go rancid in the evening.

Unlike winter, if you cook a pot in the morning, you can cook more and eat it for a whole day.

Su Ziling explained: "Uncle Yong'an will come over for dinner later, so let's cook an extra bowl."

Hearing that Su Yongan was coming, Su A'nai said nothing more. After she lit the fire, she went to the main room to continue shelling corn.

With more people comes greater strength. In one day, most of the corn in the field was harvested, and the sweet potatoes are growing well. It seems that this year's sweet potato harvest will be a bumper harvest.

Baskets of corn were shipped home and the house was piled high. Although they were tired, everyone was very happy. Of course, the more tired the better at this time.

The more tired you are and the more you pick, the better this year's corn harvest will be.

August and September are the harvest festivals, and every household is busy harvesting corn. Su Ziling simply stopped the sweet potato workshop and let everyone go back to harvest corn.

Although everyone said it was fine, there were people at home, and they didn't have to worry about the work in the fields, Su Ziling was also afraid of rain.

I just thought of stopping work for two days at a time, harvesting the crops and then starting work again, treating it as a field holiday.

This is a year's ration. If it rains by then, wouldn't all the ducks in hand fly away?

But they can't pick up sesame seeds and lose the watermelon for the sake of twenty or thirty pennies. When the time comes, they won't say anything with their mouths, but they will probably whisper a few words secretly.