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

The mother and daughter worked without stopping for the entire morning until all the seeds were planted. Only then did they sit on the ground and take a breath.

"Finally the crops have been planted. Planting is easy, but fetching water is not easy. If it had rained, I'm afraid it would have been finished long ago."

Mother Su looked at the planted land behind her, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and feeling the pain in her shoulders, she moved slightly.

"I'll carry it later. Mother, go cut the grass on the edge of the field and let the cow carry it back later."

Su Ziling saw all her movements. Even if Su's mother didn't say it, she knew that her shoulder was probably red and swollen.

"You go and cut the grass. The water hasn't been poured out yet. My shoes and trouser legs are soaked. I'll pick them all at once. Don't touch them, or we'll both get wet."

They only brought two buckets. If they had brought two more and two people carried the goods together, it would probably have been much faster.

"I don't know how to mow the grass. I'm not used to using the sickle. Mother, you go and mow the grass. I'll fetch water."

Su's mother took a look at the sickle. It was true. The sickle she brought today was the most difficult to use in the house. It was a bit uncomfortable to use.

The adults were used to using it and it was fine, but Su Ziling was not used to it. Every time he cut for a while, big blisters would appear on his hands.

"Okay, then you pick them first, and I'll take over after I'm done harvesting them."

After agreeing, the mother and daughter didn't rest for long, but got up and started working.

Since I started raising pigs, cows and rabbits, I can't forget to bring my sickle with me when I go out.

Whenever we come across grass, we will cut it and take it back. The cow has four stomachs. Even if it is full during the day, it will still eat at night. If you don't throw grass to it, it will keep mooing.

Su's mother was cutting grass while Su Ziling was fetching water. She was exhausted after carrying just a dozen loads.

She had only watered half of the grass after cutting it, when luckily she met her fourth aunt's family who were returning from work.

They went to the depression to plant peppers and also carried water. Su Ziling borrowed a bucket and the mother and daughter carried the water together.

"Your fourth uncle's wife's family has finished planting their peppers. When will ours be planted? When I went to sow the grain, I took a look and saw that the pepper seedlings were much bigger than last year's."

"Wait a little longer. It's too hot today. If we plant them, they will die from the sun. Let's plant the ginger and taro later. Tomorrow, let my dad and the others stop digging the road. Let's go out and plant the chayote. We can also build the racks and wait for the chayote to emerge and then we can go and plant the seedlings."

The pepper seedlings are much bigger than last year, and they need a lot more fertilizer. Last year, they were just scattered randomly, but this year, we tap the ground, spread manure, and water them every day. How can it be bad?

"Is it possible not to dig the road? Won't everyone have something to say? After all, we were the ones who first proposed digging the road." Mother Su wiped the sweat off her forehead, with a worried look on her face.

"What can I say? It's different now than before. It used to be voluntary work, but now it's paid. If you work, you get paid. If you don't, you don't get paid. The most we can do is not earn this money."

Ever since Shen Xingye mentioned the start of wages, the nature of the situation has changed.

"It's a good opportunity for my dad and his family to rest for two more days. After planting the chayote and ginger taro, we can also plow the land of Uncle Yonghe's family and make the furrows. Grain in Ear is only a few days away. If there is no rain during Grain in Ear, Grain in Ear will also come. We have to prepare in advance."

Looking at the endless blue sky without a single cloud in it, Su Ziling was also worried.

"That's right. We have planted more land this year, so we have to prepare in advance. Otherwise, we will be in a hurry if the rain comes suddenly."

After pouring the last bucket of water, Su's mother patted her waist and said, "Finally, I'm done. I see there are bighead carps in the river. Do you want to catch a few?"

Su's mother suggested this because she saw that there was no rush for water. In addition, Su Ziling really liked to eat fish, so when she was drawing water just now and saw the fish, her eyes lit up.

"Yes!" Su Ziling laughed heartily and answered loudly.

The mother and daughter carried the bucket, took off their shoes, rolled up their trouser legs and went into the river.

Now that there was no rain, the water was very shallow, so the two men moved some stones to block the river and began to fish.

Probably because no one was fishing, the fish were very stupid and Su Ziling caught more than a dozen of them.

Looking at the fish jumping around in the bucket, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. "Mom, let's go. I have to go back to make lunch. This fish can make up the number. I can make some pickled fish for everyone."

"There are only a few of them. You can keep them for yourself. They won't be enough to fill a bucket if you cook them out." Su's mother thought that there were not many fish. If she cooked them for everyone, Su Ziling would have nothing to eat.

The next day, Grandpa Su and his father did not go to dig the road. Instead, the whole family went out to plant ginger, taro and bitter melon in the wasteland.

Su Ziling and her mother had originally planned to plant ginger and taro yesterday afternoon. The mother and daughter had been carrying water for the whole morning and were extremely tired. In addition, the journey was long, so the two of them could not plant much. Su Ziling mentioned it when delivering the meal, so Su's father did not let them go.

The four people went towards the wasteland. The ox also carried the ginger and taro seeds. Su's father, old man Su and mother were responsible for carrying stove ash and manure, while Su Ziling carried the bitter melon seeds and water.

When we arrived at the wasteland, we saw a lot of dense grass growing on the wasteland that had been reclaimed earlier.

Especially where there is manure, the grass is lush and green.

After the wasteland was cleared, manure was spread on it and it was maintained, so there was no time to build ridges.

Father Su tied up the cow, spat into his palm, gripped the hoe handle tightly, and looked at Su Ziling, "How do we plant? Do we need to build ridges?"

"Yes." Su Ziling nodded and gestured at the row spacing. "It's about 70 inches ( centimeters), that's it. My mother and I will be responsible for placing the seeds."

Mother Su put the backpack on her back and asked, "How do we put it? Is the distance the same as yesterday?"

"It has to be a little further away, with the distance between plants at least 21 inches. The ginger taro tree has a very strong ability to divide, so when planting, the spacing between plants should be larger rather than smaller, otherwise the tree will grow too tall and not bear fruit."

Looking at the distance Su Ziling indicated, Su's mother was surprised, "So far?"

"Because the ginger taro tree divides quickly and the tree is tall, the distance cannot be smaller. It is better to widen it rather than shorten it." Su Ziling said as he taught his mother.

"When placing the seeds, make sure the buds of the seeds are facing upwards, and gently press them into the fine soil with your hands, and finally put two handfuls of fine manure next to them."

"So many?" Su's mother said this, but her hands were not slow, and she slowly imitated Su Ziling in sowing the seeds.

After putting it away, he was still not at ease, "Is that so? Can you help me check it out?"

"Yes, that's it. Remember to put the buds upwards," Su Ziling took a look and continued to put her fertilizer, "These are just two handfuls of manure, it's not too much. You will need to apply more later."

"In the later stage, we need to apply manure at least twice more, cultivate the soil twice more, and weed the ground more frequently, otherwise the grass will compete with the ginger and taro trees for space and nutrients."

After hearing what Su Ziling said, Su's mother was stunned. Even Su's father and old man who were digging furrows were shocked.

"So troublesome? We have never grown such troublesome crops before. But how do we eat ginger taro?"

Father Su was just startled for a moment and continued to dig the furrows.