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

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Does her father think she is too short?

Su Ziling curled her lips. Since she couldn't carry it anyway, she just leaned against the ground.

Looking at the chayote vines crawling out of the ground, she patted the mud off her hands and walked towards the vines.

The vine climbed down from the rack, and there were three melons on it. They were not big and very tender, but they were covered with mud.

Thinking that the ones she picked today were all old and she hadn't eaten the tender ones much, she picked all three at once and threw the vines on the rack.

This tender melon can be stir-fried or served cold, and the melon will taste sweeter after the Cold Dew season than usual.

Su Ziling looked at the melons on the shelf, thinking that this batch would probably come after the Frost Descent, as the melons would be the most delicious at that time.

"Let's go. Why are you still picking? Isn't it enough?" Lu Yan picked up two sacks of ginger taro, while Su's father went to carry the ginger taro tree.

When I turned around, I saw Su Ziling still picking bitter melons.

"That's enough. There are a few tender ones lying on the ground. They won't grow any bigger under the sun. Let's just pick them and stir-fry them."

Su Ziling trotted over, "Where are my big brother and the others?"

"I was saddle-ing the cows downstairs, and I didn't expect you to pick so many. Fortunately, I called your eldest brother and the others over, otherwise, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to take them all back."

"This ginger taro tree is old. Why take it back? It's growing well, but it's also a little dead."

"You can take it back and feed it to cows or pigs. If you can't finish it, you can cut it up and dry it. You can also feed it in the winter when there is no grass."

After Su Ziling left the ginger and taro field, he put the bitter melon in his hand into a backpack, put the basket on his back and followed his father Su and the others out.

By the time they got out of the foot of the mountain, Su Zizhong and his men had already tied up the cow. Seeing Su's father and his men coming out, Old Man Su held the cow while Su Zizhong and Twenty were responsible for holding the cow.

The old man carried a sack and was in charge of driving the cattle. Su Zizhong and Twenty each carried two sacks. Su Ziling carried her backpack. The group of people hurried home in the last bit of light.

"Hey? Xiaoqing, where are you guys going? You're back at this time."

When they arrived at my third uncle's wife's house, she came out to pour water and just saw them coming back.

Looking at the loads carried by the oxen and the loads carried by the people, the sacks are tied tightly and you can't tell what's inside.

"I went to the wasteland to pick melons. Are you cooking, Aunt San?" Su Ziling stopped.

Old Master Su nodded at her and said, "The cows are carrying things, so they have to go back first. Old Third's, come sit on them when you have time."

"Hey, big brother, you guys should hurry back and deliver the things, then come down to eat. We killed a chicken today."

My third aunt was particularly enthusiastic.

"I won't eat. I'll come next time. You guys are busy."

After Grandpa Su and his family went back, Su Ziling placed the backpack on the stone at the door of their house, and after stabilizing it, he took out a few bitter melons for her.

"Third Aunt, let me get you some melons. These melons are old, so you need to peel them. You can't chew them without peeling them. If there are bones, put them in and boil them together. If there are no bones, just add some oil and salt. The melons these two days are much more delicious than those a while ago."

"It's just that the ones in my basket are all ripe and fallen. If you don't mind, I can give you two more."

"Is this the one you ate at your eldest brother's wedding last time?" The third aunt-in-law put the melon directly into the bowl.

Su Ziling nodded, "Yes, that's it. At that time, we ate the tender ones. This is old. There are still some in the field. You can pick them if you want to eat them."

"Oh, that melon is delicious. This is the first time we eat this kind of melon. Don't despise it, don't despise it. This melon is good, not bad or rotten. Give me two more. We like this kind of melon."

"Okay, I'll give you a few more," Su Ziling brought out a few more for her. Seeing Fourth Uncle collecting clothes in the yard, she called out, "Fourth Uncle, I picked up a few melons. Bring out the basket and I'll give you a few."

When she heard someone shouting, Fourth Uncle's wife was stunned for a moment, took a few steps back, bent down, and when she saw Su Ziling at the door, a smile broke out on her face.

She hung up the piece of clothing she had collected. Fearing that Su Ziling would be anxious to go home, she trotted back to the house to get the basket. While searching for something, she muttered, "You can take it home and eat it yourself. Why are you sharing it with us? I heard from your fourth uncle that your family's melons are for seed this year. Otherwise, I would have gone to ask for them long ago."

Su Ziling smiled and said, "Fourth Uncle, don't worry, just take your time to look for it."

"This melon was planted to be eaten, and the seeds must be saved, but we also need to eat. We can't plant it for a year and not taste it, right? Wouldn't that be a waste of time?"

"I can't argue with you," Fourth Uncle's wife strode over with a basket in her hand, "This is for you."

"Ah?" Su Ziling's eyes widened when he saw the big piece of honey in the bowl.

"Where did you get this honey, Aunt Fourth? It's a small bee."

"Your second uncle encountered it when he was cutting grass in the mountains. He was accidentally bitten by it and got a bulge in his eye. He was so angry that he said he couldn't let the bite go for nothing."

"Then they wiped out the whole nest. There was a lot of honey, but he didn't get any good results. He was stung by several arrows."

Su Ziling couldn't help laughing when he thought of that scene, "Is my second uncle okay?"

The fourth uncle waved her hand and said, "It's okay. What can happen? Your second uncle has thick skin and flesh. Just pull out the arrow and he will be fine after resting."

"This is too much. Take some back. Look at the size. I'm afraid you're giving me the entire honey cake, right?" Su Ziling handed the bowl back. The honey was indeed good. It would probably weigh nearly a pound after filtering it out.

There isn't much honey to begin with, and it looks like all of it has been taken away.

"Hey, there are more at home. This is the hanging honey I brought you. Your second uncle also cut a piece of honey. There are a lot more. You can take it back and eat it."

The fourth uncle pushed the bowl back again. Fearing that she didn't believe it, she added, "You don't believe it? Then ask your third uncle if there is any left at home."

The third uncle's wife nodded and said, "Just take it. Your second uncle cut a lot, and we got a piece too."

After hearing what they said, Su Ziling accepted it. "And what about Yami? Where did my second uncle find it?"

"It was quite far. I was going back to your second aunt's house, and then I went to help cut grass, and I encountered it. I don't know which mountain it was."

"Your melons are growing really well. I saw them from a distance the other day and they were all green. I went there when I was picking mushrooms and there were so many of them, so densely packed. Please leave a few for me this year so I can plant a few too."

My fourth aunt-in-law couldn't let go of the bitter melons in the basket and she couldn't stop smiling.

"Okay, we have them all. This year, keep two for each family, plant them in front of or behind the house, and build a rack for them. Water them on a daily basis, and add some chicken manure. They will grow well and you won't be able to eat them all."