Weng Yan's ancestral beekeeping is different from Tong Ran-Han, who knows nothing and makes small fuss.
What is 10 beehives? He brought 20 beehives this time just to grab more nectar.
The locust tree here has the longest flowering period and the honey source is the best, otherwise he would not have focused on it.
In the past, he would come here to release bees every year, but this year Niuxinshan was contracted by Tong Ranhuan. This is the best honey source closest to his house, so he certainly cannot let it go.
Last time, he was targeted by a little girl from Tong Ranhan. To be honest, he really didn't take it seriously at all, but he just had a strong mouth. What can she do with him?
But who can tell him what happened?
The beehive he brought was still in the valley, but there was no bee inside.
This is not an ordinary bee!
The bees in their family are pure local bumblebees, and were cultivated by their grandparents and grandchildren generations. Unlike ordinary bees, the quality of honey produced is even more different.
For their family's quality, a box of bumblebees is four digits. There are no 20 boxes now, and this time it's really a loss to have no shorts left.
On the other hand, there was a row of beehives on the other side.
Weng Yan counted with his eyes and there were 25 more!
These are all bumblebees he worked hard to raise!
Tong Ranhuan actually tied a hammock between two thick locust trees.
She was wearing a light white suspender ethnic style long skirt, her black hair braided with fish bones behind her head, and holding a purple wild flower that she picked from somewhere in her hand, and lay in the hammock.
Leisure and comfortable.
The breeze blows by, and a bunch of locust flowers sway in the wind.
It is now the end of the locust flowers. On the grass, the white and purple locust flowers have fallen a lighter layer.
A petal fell down with the wind and fell on the girl's cherry red lips, awakening the girl.
Tong Ransong looked at the scenery in the camera and couldn't help screaming. She slowly pushed the camera closer, enduring the excitement, and wanted to perfectly freeze the camera on the girl's face.
"Tong! Ran! Huan!"
A rough voice made her arms tremble, and the camera trembled, destroying the perfection of the picture.
Tong Ransong turned his head and shouted angrily, "Weng! Yan!"
Even more angry than him and louder than him.
This sudden roar shocked Weng Yan and he couldn't do anything about it.
He had just accumulated a lot of anger and was directly silenced by the sudden scream.
"Why are you calling my sister when you're idle? You're still screaming so loudly! Showing your voice? You're so loud, why are you proud?"
Tong Ransong was so angry that her head became angry when she watched the video that was stuck. She finally convinced her sister to be a model, but she was about to complete a beautiful video, but she was ruined by his throat.
Weng Yan: "..."
Tong Ranhuan turned over and got out of the hammock, reached out and rubbed Tong Ransong's hair to comfort her, but just before her hand was about to touch Tong Ransong's head, Tong Ranhuan stopped.
Thinking of her concern for her hair, she changed the place and put it on her shoulder, "It's okay, I promise to be a model for you, I promise you, I will take a photo again later."
"Uncle Weng, what are you asking for me?" Tong Ranhuan asked with a smile.
"Weng...Uncle Weng?"
Weng Yan couldn't believe that he was only 30 years old this year, so why did he become the uncle of a girl in her 20s?
Big brother, right?
"Oh, I get it, are you here to move the beehive?"
Tong Ranhuan didn't say it was okay, but she reminded him as soon as she said it, "Where is my bumblebee? Where did you get my bumblebee?"
"Oh, uncle, what you said is wrong. You are a professional beekeeper. You should be able to see that I didn't touch your beehive. The bumblebee you raised has their own ideas. They like me more
I want to settle down in my beehive, which is not something I can control, do you think?"
Tong Ranhuan looked innocent and innocent.
Weng Yan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Tong Ransong was happy, "This is my uncle, I remember that you said that day that honey collection is the habit of bees, and you can't control it. Now I will give you the same words. The bees are all here. If you have the ability, you can summon them all.
go back!"
Weng Yan: "..."
Do you think a bee is a summoning beast?
Even if the bees are summoning beasts, do you think I am the summoner who gallops through the canyon?
This time I really lost my wife and my army!
Looking at the empty beehive, Weng Yan still couldn't bear to lose the huge losses. He struggled for a while, "The flowering period of locust flowers is only a few days. What are you going to do with the rest of the time?"
"I have been releasing bees for so many years and know a lot of honey. As long as you return my bumblebee to me, I can tell you a few honey sources so that your bees will not have nowhere to collect honey!"
Weng Yan felt that his proposal was still very attractive.
Who knew that Tong Ranhuan looked indifferent, "There is no honey source without honey source. I raise bees just to eat them at home, and I don't want to make a fortune by relying on honey, everything goes with the flow."
Weng Yan, who made a living by selling honey, felt that he was connotated.
Tong Ranhuan didn't get in. Weng Yan wanted to say something else, but he saw a black and white ball running over, and a familiar pheasant was flying above his head. This reminded him of bad memories. What did he do?
I didn't say anything anymore, I could only admit defeat and leave in shame.
In this game, Tong Ranhuan won it easily.
In fact, Tong Ranhuan did nothing, just made some honey brewed by bee demons and put it in the beehive. Naturally, these bumblebees could not refuse such top-notch honey, and they called their friends to come and settle down.
There are too many bumblebees, and the bees she raised were also packed. The flowers here are almost vanishing, and she really can't raise so many bees. She also put 10 beehives in the secret realm to relieve stress.
"Sister, how do you plan to place these bees when the locust flowers fade?" Tong Ransong was a little worried.
"Let's go, take you to a place." Tong Ranyun led the way.
Half an hour later, several people came to a small hillside. Looking at the large area of sunflowers in front of them, Tong Ransong was stunned.
"I remember that there should be some weeds and gravels and shrubs here, so why did you plant sunflowers?"
"I just cleared a piece of land and sowed some seeds. If I could, I would let it go. If I couldn't, I didn't expect it to be good. I could make it go well. We can fry melon seeds at home in autumn."
Tong Ranhuan likes to eat melon seeds very much. He grabs a handful of them when he has nothing to do, and he finishes it in a while.
"If we clear all of them here, wouldn't we plant all sunflowers? When they bloom, they would be so beautiful!" Tong Ransong was very excited.
"It's too big. I can't come out by myself. I'll be invited to come to the clearing place. I'll have more variety next year. This year, these should be enough for us to eat ourselves."
Tong Ranhuan didn't feel a pity, nor did she feel that she wasting her place. Just enough food. If she waved her sickle to the mountain to clear the market every day, would it still be called retirement?
Whose family cares for the elderly and does physical work every day!
You should eat, drink and have fun when you are old!