Song Tan said it confidently and confidently: "You have forgotten that we bought these bees from our beekeeper uncle. They work for our family."
"This is the pollen picked from our fields and the nectar brewed from it. My sister will leave some of it for them to raise their children later, and the rest will be shaken away."
"This is normal, just like Qiaoqiao works for the family and my sister pays Qiaoqiao a salary."
Qiao Qiao seemed to understand. At this moment, she said "oh" and carefully swept away the bees with a brush.
His movements were extremely gentle, slow and light.
Song Tan stood there with the spleen in his hand, not urging him at all. It took ten minutes for the bees to be brushed away, leaving only a flat plate of spleen with different shades of yellow.
Putting the nest spleen on the basin, Song Tan took the knife and pointed it to Qiao Qiao carefully:
"Look, the white things here are the children of bees, and their larvae are hatching inside."
"So they left a lot of honey for their children to eat. If these sisters don't move, we will cut off the remaining half without the pupae."
"Didn't you just ask why we cut the honey? Because we need to take a knife first and cut off the top layer of white beeswax..."
"The knife must be kept as flat as possible, without force, gently, little by little..."
Song Tan's movements were actually fast and steady, but for Qiao Qiao's sake, he still moved slowly.
After the entire piece was cut, the honey lost the protection of beeswax and slowly began to flow out.
She turned the nest over again and said, "Here, let's try the remaining half of Qiao Qiao."
Qiaoqiao took the knife and hesitated to step forward: "I'm afraid I'll cut the wrong one and cut their child."
This problem is very unsolvable.
No matter how skilled the beekeeper is, sometimes he will cut off bee pupae if his hands are quick.
Song Tan gave up his usual way of coaxing children and said seriously: "But if you don't do it, you won't get the honey. These bees have no economic value, so it's like raising them in vain."
"It's been a long time, and no one has taken care of them. The winter is so cold, and they might freeze to death in a heavy snowfall."
"If Qiaoqiao is braver, more careful, and takes her time. She may make mistakes at first and be sad. But later when she becomes more proficient, this won't happen again."
This passage was long and complicated, but Qiao Qiao actually understood the overall meaning.
He stood there, hesitated for a long time, and finally tightened his grip on the knife.
Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just like this, slowly, little by little, be careful not to cut your hand."
"Look, the little bees are waiting nearby. After we are done, they can go back home again."
She instructed Qiao Qiao to lay the knife as flat as possible and move forward bit by bit——
"ah!"
Qiaoqiao suddenly shouted.
Song Tan looked again and saw that his blade moved forward and shoveled out the three bee pupa larvae. The white-flowered larvae were cut in two, obviously dead.
He stood there, holding the knife. Song Tan could clearly see tears welling up in his eyes, but this time, the other party refused to cry.
He just sniffed, carefully picked out the larvae, and continued working.
Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew that she would definitely live longer than Qiaoqiao, but her parents didn't know that.
And they don't want to put this responsibility on their daughter. If Qiaoqiao can support herself through beekeeping in the future, then they will be very happy.
It took Qiao Qiao twenty minutes to peel off the beeswax from just one side of such a small nest.
Then, Song Tan put the nest spleen into the honey bucket beside it.
There are two splints in the middle of the honey-shaking bucket. Insert the spleens into them like a document, one on each side. Then you can turn the shaker to quickly shake down the honey flowing inside.
It works like a washing machine spin dryer.
There are five nests in one box, so there are five boxes here.
Qiao Qiao became more and more proficient at it. From the beginning, it took half an hour to do one side, and then it could be finished in ten minutes. This afternoon's progress is not small.
However, by the time he got good at it, it would be getting dark soon.
The two rearranged the beehive, Qiao Qiao carrying the basin, and Song Tan holding the heavy honey bucket, and came down from the mountain again.
It was dark and the tea leaves could not be seen, and since he had to pick tea leaves tonight, Wu Lan was almost ready to cook.
Now I saw her coming back with a bucket in her arms, her steps were relaxed, her expression was pleasant, and she said with a smile: "How can honey be produced so quickly? How many days will it take for it to brew after the pollen is in hand?"
Unexpectedly, I turned around and took a look, hey! There are actually quite a few in this cylindrical bucket.
Ulan said "Ouch" and couldn't help complaining to her daughter: "Why don't you say something when there is so much honey? Our family has prepared so many jars that haven't been washed yet."
At this moment, I hurriedly set up a pot to boil water again, and quickly put all the glass jars I had prepared in advance to boil.
Qiao Qiao carefully covered the honey bucket with gauze, then straightened her chest and said loudly: "Today's honey was shaken by Qiao Qiao!"
"Ah!" Ulan praised nonchalantly: "Qiaoqiao is awesome!"
She thought it was Qiaoqiao who was responsible for turning the handle.
Normally, Qiao Qiao would not notice her perfunctoryness, but today he worked really hard, bending over and working hard for several hours.
Now I have pain in my waist and hands.
At this moment, he said aggrievedly: "Mom, I did it all." Ulan was stunned for a moment.
Song Tan quickly explained: "That's right. From taking the nest spleen to cutting the beeswax, and finally shaking the honey, Qiao Qiao did everything, and I was responsible for helping."
"Really?" Ulan was also shocked.
Really, Qiaoqiao can do it by herself, so what can’t she do?”
She said matter-of-factly.
A six-year-old child already knows a lot of things, not to mention that Qiaoqiao has been able to control his body and strength very well over the years.
I just lack someone to teach me so carefully and patiently.
After all, there is so much work at home, and it is impossible for his parents to hang around him every day.
Ulan's eye circles turned red for an instant, and then he looked at the honey bucket again, his heart filled with pride:
"Okay! Okay! Qiaoqiao is so awesome! So awesome!"
On the other hand, he quickly shouted: "Old Song! Old Song, come and see, your son is back from harvesting honey!"
On the other hand, he smiled happily: "After bottling it later, I will leave the first bottle for mom to soak in water and let me have a taste of our Qiaoqiao's skills."
Qiaoqiao was very proud: "Okay! Leave it to mom! The rest will be sold to my sister to make money to raise bees."
Song Sancheng had already trotted out of the house. Now he asked about the process again. Looking at 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 siblings are doing well, you are better than anything else."
Song Tan was really afraid that they would cry.
But, pity the hearts of parents in the world.
She was really afraid that the two of them would cry, so she quickly reminded them: "Mom, are your bottles ready?"
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I have been busy all morning without stopping. I got up at six o'clock.
I'm starting to feel sleepy now... I'll take a nap and update again when I wake up.
I will still work hard today! Just write as much as you can.
