Song Tan Jishi

Song Tan still didn't know that Zhang Yanping had delayed her finding a senior teacher, and now she was waving a hoe in the peach forest, humming and chirping a long series of seedling pits.

I can see a group of big men working around me under a lot of pressure.

There is one thing to say, growing watermelons is not a tiring job, everyone is really not lazy. Dig a hole in the front, plant seedlings in the back, and bury the soil in the back.

The assembly line work, the cooperation is very tacit.

But since Song Tan came, ouch, the progress made it seem like a bunch of them are all working for nothing.

For a while, everyone was too embarrassed to say more, so they could only move forward.

Song Sancheng and Song Youde endured for a while, but couldn't bear it any longer:

"Tan Tan, stop digging, go home and help your cousin, it's easy to get tanned in the sun."

Just kidding, it's only past seven o'clock, the sun has just risen! Besides, she is not afraid of the sun.

"Dad, don't I want to hurry up and plant all the watermelon seedlings first, it won't be good if it's exposed to the sun."

It is actually a bit inconvenient to grow watermelons in the peach forest.

In order to catch the fruit, this peach tree spreads its branches and branches. In fact, when working, it needs to bend down and bow its head all the time, which is very tiring. Hoes should be careful not to touch the peach trees, it is a delicate job.

"It's okay." Song Sancheng pointed to the watermelon seedlings brought over to her: "This seedling seller is a kind person. You can see that there are still soil under the seedlings, and they are all packed in shoe boxes. It's not too hot right now, so don't worry."

What about watermelon?

In the early years when the family was still feeding pigs, there were often melon seeds sprouting in the pig manure pile.

Song Tan didn't worry about the survival rate at all, she just wanted to come and help, but Song Sancheng whispered to her:

"Look at you, you are so stupid, and you work so fast, who can keep up? You come here to work, and everyone will stop talking."

Is there any working atmosphere here? They are not rushing to cut the rice before it rains, they are racing against time.

Song Tan: ...

If the capitalists heard his father's words, rejection would be written on every hair.

but……

Now the capitalist is her father's daughter.

Song Tan sighed, then put away the hoe:

"Then I'll go home and contact the customer."

What about customers, she can't come to sell them one by one. After walking around the yard twice, she couldn't help but took down the box from the sundry shed.

When I opened it, there was not a single bumblebee inside, only the traces of their nesting, but...

"Qiao Qiao, please move your big bear, this box is too small, I don't think it seems willing to have a baby."

She checked everything, and a normal bumblebee queen can give birth to seventy or eighty babies, but this little fat man in his family only gave birth to a total of twenty and stopped giving birth.

Although I didn't expect this group of people who can eat and drink to save her a little honey, but in case the environment is limited, it is not good to forcefully change the nature.

Qiao Qiao was still practicing catching loaches, and now he blinked blankly: "Where should I move it? Should I bring the big bear back and tell it?"

Today, the place where Daxiong eats is a wild peach tree, which is by the pond. Every year, it bears green peaches the size of quail eggs.

In contrast, the peach groves on the mountain were planted later, so the flowering is now half a beat slower.

Song Tan waved his hand: "I'll just go. I'll find a wooden box later and put it not far from our bee area. Big bear has a good temper and won't fight with them."

It's really good-tempered, no matter how you touch it, it won't hurt.

And if a fight is really going to happen, I don't know whether it will do more damage due to the impact of its weight, or if the opponent's ability to fly flexibly will do more damage to it.

Qiao Qiao has not yet started to raise bees, but Big Bear has such a good temper, so he must be fine, so he nodded and obeyed his sister obediently.

My sister's methods are more brutal.

Song Tan directly dug out an empty small wooden box from the room, and made a few holes in it in twos and threes. The treatment was far inferior to the professional beehives for bees.

It can be seen that the living standard of eating plain rice is inferior.

Carrying the box in one hand, she came to the pond. As soon as the little finger's spirit circled around, after a while, he saw a black and yellow furry flying down from the top of the peach tree, and then pulled her little finger with his long legs without hesitation.

It is extremely difficult for the small wings to carry this chubby body, and the yellow and black furry body behind it is covered with yellow pollen.

If you look carefully, there are pollen baskets on the big bear's legs.

Not only the big bear, but also other bumblebees around slowly gathered around, but they seemed to be a little more stupid and didn't dare to come directly.

Song Tan picked up the box and said, "Come on, all of you go in and smell your new home." It was like training a dog.

In fact, she can only coax dogs.

A touch of spiritual energy dissipated into the box, and the big bear slammed into it with a flap of its wings.

Although he barely bumped into the entrance of the cave without shame, Song Tan obviously heard a "bang" after flying in.

she sighed.

Is Big Bear working hard? Work hard!

Going out early in the morning and returning after dark, I can't wait to work sixteen or seventeen hours a day. But throughout the year, there is no room for one or two honeys. It looks like a social animal today, which is really pitiful.

Dozens of bumblebees rushed in, making buzzing noises, obviously very happy.

Song Tan carried the box again and placed them on the back mountain not far from the bee hives.

This kind of rough breeding method, I am afraid that only she came by relying on her spiritual energy.

"Stay well in your new home, don't fight with the bees, do you hear me? They can make money, but you can't. You have to rely on them for support."

After thinking about it, this group of bees really worked hard, so they gave a little bit of spiritual energy to each beehive, which made the beeping louder and louder.

The next moment, there was a quack-quack call from the bushes, and the big white head in the yellow hat came out again, and the two peas-eyed eyes were staring at this side vigilantly.

Then came the Great King, who also came over quietly.

Song Tan grabbed Dabai's neck, picked it up and shook it: "You are the only one."

Then he put it down and gave a little inspiration: "Remember, this beehive is also ours, so protect it."

As for the king...you can touch its head without bending over. It is soft and chubby. Don't look at the leftovers at home these days, but this fur is smooth and smooth. I feel a little bit reluctant to touch Song Tan twice. .

"Your Majesty, you're always bored here in the back mountain, aren't you? It's all right, let's change posts with Dabao and the others."

The king instantly groaned from his throat. At this moment, he raised his body slightly, and his two front paws rested on Song Tan's shoulders. He was heavy, and he used his big head to punch her in the face desperately.

"Woo woo woo..."

A small stove can be opened here every day, so it doesn't want to change the guard, don't change the guard!

Today's update, hey, it's early!

Let me explain here, it’s not that Reiki isn’t given to family members, but it’s there every day subtly. After all, people are different from animals, and it’s not suitable when they feel it, so it’s a long-term process.

In fact, Tan Tan has only been home for more than a month, so take it slowly.

[Today's chapter will be updated after twelve o'clock in the morning, some details need to be fixed, and it may not be able to catch up before twelve o'clock]