Chapter 180 180. Moving for Big Bear
Song Tan still didn’t know that Zhang Yanping had delayed her in finding a senior teacher. At the moment, she was wielding a **** in the peach forest, and there were a long series of seedling pits.
Looking at the group of working men around them, they were under a lot of pressure.
There is one thing to say, growing watermelon 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.
Assembly line operation, cooperation is very tacit.
But since Song Tan came, oh my, the progress has made it seem like a bunch of them are just working as foreigners to earn a living.
For a time, everyone was too embarrassed to say anything more and could only move forward.
Song Sancheng and Song Youde endured it for a while, but couldn’t endure it any longer:
“Tantan, stop digging, go home and help your cousin, the sun will make you tan easily.”
Just kidding, it’s only after seven o’clock and the sun has just risen! Besides, she's not afraid of the sun either.
“Dad, don’t I want to seize the time to plant all these watermelon seedlings first? It won’t be good if they are exposed to the sun.”
It is actually a bit inconvenient to grow watermelons in peach trees.
In order to be able to pick the fruit, this peach tree has branches spread out. In fact, when working, you need to bend down and lower your head all the time, which is quite tiring. The **** must be careful not to disturb the peach tree, it is a delicate job.
"It's okay." Song Sancheng pointed to the watermelon seedlings that were brought over to her: "This seedling seller is a kind man. You see, there is still soil underneath the seedlings, and they are all packed in shoe boxes. The temperature is not too high now, so don’t worry.”
Watermelon, it’s a good life.
In the early years, when pigs were fed at home, melon seeds would often sprout in the pig manure pile.
Song Tan was not worried about the survival rate at all. She just wanted to come and help, but Song Sancheng whispered to her:
“Look at you, you’re so weak and you’re working so fast, who can keep up? If you come here and work, everyone won’t even be able to talk.”
Is there a working atmosphere here? They are not rushing to harvest the rice before it rains, they are also racing against time.
Song Tan:…
If his father's words were heard by capitalists, it would be written with rejection written in every hair.
but…
Now the capitalist is her father’s daughter.
Song Tan sighed and put away the hoe:
“Then I’ll go home and contact the customer.”
What kind of customers? She couldn't sell them door-to-door. After walking around the yard twice, she couldn't help but take down the box from the utility shed again.
When I opened it, there was not a single bumble bee inside, only traces of their nests were left, but...
“Qiaoqiao, please move your big bear to a new home. This box is too small. I think it doesn’t even want to have babies.”
She has checked it all and found that a normal bumble bee queen can give birth to seventy or eighty babies, but this little fat one can only give birth to twenty babies in total.
Although she doesn’t expect that these people who can eat and drink can save a tael of honey for her, but if the environment is limited, it is not good to forcefully change her nature.
Qiaoqiao was still practicing catching loaches, and now he blinked in confusion: "Where should I move to? Should I take the big bear back and tell it?"
Today, the place where Big Bear ate was a wild peach tree, right by the pond. Every year, it produced green peaches the size of quail eggs. All of them spoiled before they could be eaten, but they bloomed beautifully.
In contrast, the peach groves on the mountain were planted a little late, so their flowering is half a beat slower now.
Song Tan waved his hand: "I'll just go. I'll find a wooden box later and place it not far from our bee area. The big bear has a good temper and won't fight with them."
And if there is a fight, I don’t know whether it will do more damage by colliding with its body weight, or whether the opponent’s ability to fly flexibly will do more harm to it.
Qiao Qiao has not yet started keeping bees, but since Big Bear has such a good temper, he must be fine, so he nodded and listened to his sister obediently. My sister’s methods are more brutal.
Song Tan directly dug out an empty wooden box from the room and cut a few holes in it. This treatment was far inferior to the professional beehives of bees.
It can be seen that the standard of living of those who have nothing to eat is second-rate.
Carrying the box in one hand, she came to the pond. The little finger's spiritual energy circled around, and after a while, she saw a black and yellow furry stumbling down from the top of the peach tree, and then pulled her little finger with its long legs without hesitation.
It was extremely difficult to carry this chubby body with its small wings, and the yellow and black furry body behind it was covered with yellow pollen.
If you look carefully, you will see that the big bear has pollen baskets on its legs.
Not only the big bear, but also other bumblebees around him slowly came around, but they seemed to be more stupid and did not dare to come directly.
Song Tan picked up the box and said, "Come on, let's go in and smell your new home." It was like training a dog.
Actually, she can only coax dogs.
A touch of spiritual energy dissipated in the box, and the big bear flapped its wings and crashed into it.
Even though he barely crashed into the hole without being embarrassed, Song Tan clearly heard a "bang" sound after flying in.
She sighed.
Is Big Bear working hard? Work hard!
When I go out early in the morning, it gets dark, and I feel like working sixteen or seventeen hours a day. But all year round, I can't save even one ounce of honey, just like today's social animals. It's really pitiful.
Dozens of bumblebees rushed in, making a buzzing sound, obviously very happy.
Song Tan carried the box again and placed them in the back hill not far from the bee hive.
In this rough breeding method, I am afraid that she was the only one who relied on her spiritual energy.
“Stay well in your new home and don’t fight with the bees, you hear me? Others can make money, but you can’t. You have to rely on them to support you.”
After thinking about it, I realized that this group of bees was really working hard, so I gave a little bit of spiritual energy to each beehive, causing the bees to buzz louder and louder.
The next moment, I saw a quacking cry coming from the bushes, and the big white head of the little yellow hat came out again, with two beady eyes staring here vigilantly.
Then the king came over quietly.
Song Tan grabbed Dabai's neck, picked it up and shook it: "It's your fault."
Then he put it down and gave it a little spiritual energy: "Remember, this beehive is also ours, so protect it."
As for the king...you can touch its head without bending down. It is soft and chubby. Don't look at the leftovers at home during this period, but its fur is so smooth and smooth that even Song Tan couldn't bear to part with it after touching it twice.
“Your Majesty, are you always bored here in the back mountains? It’s okay to go back and change posts with Dabao and the others.”
The king instantly groaned from his throat. At this moment, he raised his body slightly and put his two front paws heavily on Song Tan's shoulders. He pressed his big head against her face with all his strength.
“Woo woo woo…”
You can turn on a small stove here every day, but it doesn’t need to change its guard, don’t change its guard!
Today’s update, hey, so early!
Let me explain here, it’s not that the spiritual energy is not given to the family, but it is provided subtly every day. After all, humans are different from animals, and it is not appropriate to notice it, so it is a long-term process.
Actually, it has only been more than a month since Tantan came home, so take your time.
【Today’s chapter will be updated after 12 o’clock in the morning. Some details need to be revised. We may not be able to catch up before 12 o’clock.】
(End of this chapter)