Live broadcast: I am keeping bees deep in the tropical rainforest

Half an hour later.

Su Ran picked up Jiaojiao and took the four guests to the field.

Most of the farmland has water.

The rice seedlings that have just been planted are green. Continuously.

Some villagers are plowing their fields.

The old ox pulled the heavy plough, and the wet dirt was turned over.

All kinds of small birds pounced on the back, picking up bugs to eat.

A crisp "cloth coo" sounded in the grass.

The breeze is blowing.

The corners of the hair and clothes are fluttering.

The air is full of relaxing breaths.

Lin Xiaoyu and the others were excited.

"It's beautiful. "

"I loved the sense of tranquility. "

[It is indeed beautiful, quiet like a paradise.] 】

[When the rice is ripe, it must be more beautiful.] 】

[How can you lose and send 1 plane by being born arrogant: there are four times in the sky, spring, autumn, winter and summer, this is life. 】

[I swore a bad oath and sent 1 plane: I was suddenly tired and wanted to find a place like this to live in seclusion. 】

[Night rain leaves are born, send out 1 rocket: everyone has their own harbor in their hearts, such a picture is very touching, thank you anchor, it reminds me of my childhood memories. 】

in the live broadcast room.

Netizens were moved by the picture in front of them.

Barrage.

There are also 263 more gifts.

Su Ran smiled and looked down at Jiaojiao: "Shall we go roast sweet potatoes?"

"Hmm!" Jiaojiao happily hugged the big mango and ate it with a small mouth.

"Let's go, then. "

Su Ran picked up Jiaojiao and helped her cross the ditch.

Lin Xiaoyu and the others looked at each other and smiled, and took two steps back.

Just a few coquettish laughs.

Several people have already jumped over.

They followed Su Ran and walked on the field stalks.

Su Ran introduced as he walked: "The climate of Coconut Island is warm, even if it is nine cold days, the fields in various places are harvested or planted, and they still show a busy scene. "

"These rice plants are planted at the vernal equinox and mature after three months. "

"The grain can't be sold at a high price, and the farmers still habitually plant one or two crops every year, mainly to eat by themselves, not to be reluctant to give up the two yuan, but mainly because of the habits in their bones, which can't be changed. "

[It's true, my grandfather still has to grow rice every year, refuses to eat finished rice, and refuses to go to the city. 】

[Every time I go back to my hometown, my relatives will send a bag of rice to my father, but I can't accept it. 】

【......】

Netizens are talking. (aecc）

"It's here. "

Su Ran stopped in a piece of unturned cultivated land.

Lin Xiaoyu looked at the ground suspiciously: "What was this land planted before?"

Su Ran put the bag down, cleaned the ground and said:

"Chili, this is the land of Brother Qi's family, and he will only have time to grow vegetables next week. "

"That's why it became our casino first. "

A few people turned their heads to check.

I saw some dried peppers on the ground.

Su Ran assigned work to several people:

"Lin Xiaoyu, Ren Beibei and Wang Xue, you go pick up branches that can be burned, and Li Man goes to pick up clods of soil. "

The local tyrant sisters are very talkative.

They all nodded.

"Jiaojiao, let's go!"

Lin Xiaoyu took the delicate little hand and set off happily.

"Let's go too!" Li Man picked up the dog and set off.

Su Ran dug a pit in the ground.

Started to build an earthen kiln.

The audience in the live broadcast room visited the whole process.

I saw him looking for the clod of soil that Li Man had found.

Gather around the edge of the pit according to their size and build tall towers.

Soon.

An earthen kiln was built.

Lin Xiaoyu and the others also came back with all kinds of firewood. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Su Ran lit the fire.

The fire burned more and more.

There is nowhere to block the wind in the field.

The gentle wind carries the smell of earth.

Yellow flames were blown out of the cracks.

This picture.

fell into the eyes of netizens.

Another wave of memories.

[Haha, it seems that this is the common memory of every rural child. 】

[When I was a child, I used to bake sweet potatoes with my brother. 】

[I really envy you, I only knew how to watch cartoons when I was a child. 】

[When I was still a child, I was happy, carefree, carrying a small schoolbag, going to school with my friends before dawn, walking on the field road, and mowing goose grass every day...... When I come back to my senses, I'm 67 this year, and I really miss that childhood. 】

[Hello grandpa upstairs. 】

[Hello grandpa. 】

【......】

The kiln is just hot.

Lin Xiaoyu had already put all the sweet potatoes on the ground.

In the live broadcast room, I saw beautiful sweet potatoes.

The barrage instantly increased:

[Such a beautiful sweet potato, I've never seen it, the anchor must be delicious. 】

[It may be a new variety.] 】

[I like to eat sweet potatoes the most, and the anchor sells me some. 】

[Anchor, what kind of sweet potato is this?]

Su Ran said directly:

"These are local sweet potatoes, grown casually by the countrymen, and there are no variety names. "

After speaking.

He waited another twenty minutes.

When Lin Xiaoyu and others were about to nibble on sweet potatoes raw.

The kiln is finally heating up.

Su Ran dismantled the top of the kiln.

While putting sweet potatoes in it, he said:

"It's a good time for the year. "

"Listening to my second uncle, when he was a child, he only had sweet potato rice, boiled sweet potatoes, and roasted sweet potatoes every day, and he ate them in a different way anyway. "

"In those days, sweet potatoes were the staple food, and they were the memories of the older generation in the south. "

"We, the young people, have not experienced it and cannot understand it. "

In the live broadcast room.

A group of elderly netizens emerged.

have rewarded and purchased.

[Zaocun Wang Dafu, sent 1 plane: I have eaten, but I have eaten for 20 years!]

[Huo Social Security, send 1 plane: When I went to school, I had to carry a sack of dried sweet potatoes to school every time, which is like today's young people, either this Ken big chicken, or McDonald. 】

[Aunt Zhang of the Beijing Normal Library, send 1 plane: Now the sweet potato is precious, but I am reluctant to eat it, I miss its taste, the anchor, you sell it to your aunt to taste. 】

[Captain Zhao Guihua, send 1 plane: anchor, do you sell sweet potatoes? If you can, please sell me fifty catties. 】

【......】

"I'm not selling sweet potatoes. "

Netizens are getting weirder and weirder.

Su Ran couldn't cry or laugh.

Hurriedly finish the sweet potatoes.

Then the cave was knocked down.

The red-hot clods of earth were mixed with a charcoal fire and all the sweet potatoes were buried.

He said to the stunned four:

"Alright. "

"Wait two hours and we'll be able to eat. "

Lin Xiaoyu nodded excitedly.