Song Tan Jishi

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Song Tan said confidently and confidently: "You forgot, we bought these bees from the beekeeper uncle, and they are working for our family."

"This is the pollen picked from our fields and the nectar brewed. My sister will leave some of it for them to raise their children, and the rest will be shaken away."

"It's normal, just like Qiao Qiao works for the family, and her sister pays Qiao Qiao's wages."

Qiao Qiao half-understood what she heard, and now she let out an "oh", and carefully swept the bees away with a brush.

His movements were extremely gentle, slow and light.

Song Tan stood there holding the spleen, not urging him at all. It took a full ten minutes before the bees were brushed away, leaving flat, flat, and yellow combs of varying shades of yellow.

Putting the spleen on the basin, Song Tan took the knife and carefully pointed it out to Qiao Qiao:

"Look, the whitish ones here are the babies of bees, and their larvae are hatching inside."

"So they left a lot of honey for the children to eat. These older sisters don't move. Let's cut off the half that doesn't have bee pupae."

"Didn't you just ask why you cut the honey? Because we need to use a knife first to peel off the top layer of white beeswax..."

"The knife must be kept as flat as possible, not forcefully, gently, little by little..."

Song Tan's strike was actually fast and steady, but for Qiao Qiao's sake, he proceeded slowly.

After the whole piece was cut, the honey began to flow out slowly without the protection of beeswax.

She turned the nest over again: "Come on, try the remaining half, Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Qiao took the knife, hesitant to go forward: "I'm afraid I'll make a wrong cut and cut off their child."

This problem is very unsolvable.

No matter how skilled the beekeeper is, sometimes with quick hands, it is inevitable that he will cut the bee chrysalis.

Song Tan gave up the usual way of coaxing the children, but said seriously: "But if you don't do it, you can't get honey. These bees have no economic value, so they are worth raising for nothing."

"It's been a long time, and no one is taking care of them. The winter is so cold, and they may freeze to death in a heavy snowfall."

"If Qiao Qiao is brave and careful at this time, he will take his time. At the beginning, he may make mistakes and feel sad. After he becomes proficient, this situation will not happen again."

This passage was many and complicated, but Qiao Qiao understood the overall meaning.

He stood there, hesitated for a long time, and finally clenched the knife tightly.

Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it, slowly, bit by bit, pay attention, don't cut your hands."

"Look, the little bees are waiting by the side. When we are done, they can go home again."

She instructed Jojo to put the knife as flat as possible, and move forward bit by bit——

"ah!"

Jojo suddenly called out.

Song Tan looked again, and saw that his blade made a wrong move forward, and immediately shoveled out the three bee pupae larvae above. The white larvae were cut in two, obviously dead.

He was standing there with a knife in his hand, and Song Tan could clearly see tears rolling in his eyes, but this time, the other party insisted on not crying.

I just sniffed, carefully picked out the larvae, and continued to work.

Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that she must have lived longer than Jojo, but her parents didn't know.

And they don't want to put this responsibility on their daughter. If Qiao Qiao can support herself through beekeeping in the future, then they will be very happy.

It took Qiaoqiao 20 minutes to peel off the beeswax on one side of such a small comb.

Then, Song Tan put the honeycomb into the honey bucket beside it.

There are two splints in the middle of the shaker bucket, and the honeycomb is stuffed in like a file, one on each side, and then you can turn the handle to quickly shake the honey flowing inside.

It works like a washing machine.

There are five nest spleens in a box, and there are five boxes here.

Qiao Qiao became more and more proficient in doing it. It took half an hour to do one side at the beginning, and it could be finished in ten minutes later. This afternoon's progress is not insignificant.

However, when he got used to it, it would be dark soon.

The two rearranged the beehives, Qiao Qiao carried the basin, and Song Tan came down from the mountain again holding the heavy honey bucket.

It was dark and the tea leaves could not be seen, and with the tea leaves to be picked tonight, Ulan was almost ready to cook.

Seeing her come back with a bucket in her arms, she walks relaxedly, with a happy expression, and said with a smile: "I said, how can honey be produced so quickly, won't it be fermented for a few days when the pollen is in hand?"

Unexpectedly, I turned my head and took a look, hey! There are actually quite a few in this cylindrical barrel.

Ulan said "Ouch" and couldn't help complaining to her daughter: "Why didn't you say so much honey? The pots our family prepared haven't been washed yet."

At this moment, I was in a hurry to set up a pot to boil water again, and quickly put all the glass jars prepared in advance into it to cook.

Qiao Qiao carefully covered the honey bucket with a gauze net, then puffed out her chest and said loudly, "Jo Qiao shook down the honey today!"

"Ah!" Ulan praised without distraction: "Qiao Qiao is awesome!"

She thought it was Jojo who was in charge of turning the crank.

Normally, Qiao Qiao wouldn't be able to notice her perfunctory, but today he worked really hard, bent over and worked for hours.

Now my back hurts and my hands hurt too.

Now she was wronged and said, "Mom, I did it all." Ulan froze for a moment.

Song Tan quickly explained: "That's right. From taking the honeycomb to cutting the beeswax, and finally shaking the honey, it was all done by Qiao Qiao, and I was responsible for helping."

"Really?" Ulan was also shocked.

Really, Jojo can do it by himself, what can't he do? "

She said it as a matter of course.

A six-year-old child already knows a lot of things, not to mention that Qiao Qiao has been able to control his body and strength well for so many years.

It's just that there is no such meticulous and patient teaching.

After all, with so much work at home, it is impossible for parents to surround him every day.

Ulan's eye circles turned red instantly, and then she looked at the honey bucket with pride in her eyes:

"Good! Good! Jojo is amazing! Really amazing!"

At the same time, he hurriedly shouted: "Old Song! Lao Song, come and see, your son is back from cutting honey!"

At the same time, he laughed happily: "After bottling it later, save the first bottle for Mom to soak in water, and let me try our Qiao Qiao's ability."

Qiao Qiao was very proud: "Okay! Leave it to my mother! The rest will be sold to my sister to raise bees."

Song Sancheng had already trotted out of the house, and now asked about the process again, watching Qiao Qiao's dancing gestures, his nose was still sore despite his age.

Looking at Song Tan again, he said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, you two are doing well, better than anything else."

Song Tan was really afraid that they would cry.

But, poor parents in the world.

She was really afraid that the two of them would cry, so she hurriedly reminded: "Mom, are your bottles ready?"

I have been busy all morning without stopping. Get up at six o'clock.

I'm getting sleepy now...sleep for a while, wake up and update.

I will still work hard today! Write as much as you want.