Chapter 39 39. Being stung
Qiaoqiao’s wish to touch a bee failed to come true. At this moment, she squatted there and watched helplessly:
“Why can’t I? "
The beekeeper is familiar with Song Sancheng. If he had known Qiaoqiao's situation, he would be like coaxing a child:
"Because you are not familiar with them now, you reach out, The bees will think that if you are going to hit them, they will sting you.”
He closed the beehive again and then reminded: "Don't touch it. A bee stings you. It hurts, but it will kill you if it stings you. This little thing is pitiful."
"Besides," he stretched out his hand for everyone to see, and saw that it was covered with calluses and the joints were thick: "I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I have long been used to it."
Qiao Qiao She looked at his hand and stretched out her own palm - Wulan loved to be clean and had always kept him clean since he was a child. Now this hand is also delicate and white, with clear joints.
If the farm work hadn't been a little rough during this period, I might still be like a pampered young man.
He let out a long, frustrated sigh, turned his head and looked elsewhere.
Here, Song Sancheng and Song Tan looked at the beehives one by one, and then asked about the price - in short, 560 per box must not be less!
Song Sancheng hesitated: "Are there any other flowers after our milkvetch is over? If there are not so many flowers in the back, there won't be so many beehives."
Song Tan thought about it. ：Come here, the beehives are not expensive, at least she uses spiritual energy to raise them! Honey is a good thing!
So I took stock with my fingers: "In the past two months, the milkvetch and then the chestnut will also bloom. The pink peaches and white pears in our village are enough for them. After June and July, the sky It's getting hot, so the bees can take a break, there are vegetables in the garden, and I'm going to plant a field of sunflowers..."
With this calculation, I can afford to raise them anyway.
Song Sancheng was shocked to hear this - if his daughter talks, her father will break his legs!
Both chestnuts and sunflowers, his endless farm work this year!
"Okay, okay, you have the final say!"
Song Tan then decided: "I want five boxes!"
The beekeeper laughed - this I finally got a small amount of 3,000 yuan into my account.
However, he still said: "Keeping bees is easy. Just put the beehives in place. If you have any problems, don't mess around. Call me and I will come to check on you."
The bill has just been settled here. I heard a sudden howl over there!
"Ouch..."
I saw Qiao Qiao running out of the woods with tears streaming down her originally fair face. She was crying and wiping her tears.
One of his hands was clenched into a fist. The base of his palm was red, swollen and shiny, obviously from a bee sting.
Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry: "Didn't I tell you not to touch the bees?"
Qiao Qiao felt wronged and cried even louder:
"I picked up a very fat one... ..."
"This fat one can work, the queen bee..."
Obviously remembering the handful of bees that the beekeeper just caught.
The beekeeper was stunned: "It's impossible, how could the queen come out of the box..."
He muttered and poked his head over.
I saw Qiaoqiao carefully clasping his other hand, and slowly opening his swollen fist——
In his palm, there was a circle as big as the nail of his thumb. The fat bee was lying there cautiously. It has yellow and black stripes on its body and is indeed big, round and fat.
It's actually a little cute.
...
The beekeeper said happily: "Oh, it's okay! This is a bumble bee, and its temper is as good as our bees. As long as you don't catch it, it usually won't sting. People, it’s okay to touch them occasionally.”
Qiao Qiao half understood, and now stretched out her red palms forward.
The beekeeper smiled again: "The pain will definitely hurt for a while. I will have some medicine for you to apply it later - this should be the newly unearthed queen bee, she is big." "It's normal. The bumblebee is a little smaller than that.”
Song Tan was also quite interested.
She flicked a trace of spiritual energy on her fingertips. The queen bee was fluttering its wings and was about to fly, but now it staggered and grabbed her finger.
Song Sancheng was startled: "Ouch!"
Song Tan quickly comforted: "Dad, it's okay! Look, it didn't sting me - how cute it is!"
< br>The fluffy and chubby ball is really cute when it is played around on her fingers.
Qiao Qiao couldn't take his eyes off it, and now he had forgotten about his revenge.
The beekeeper brought the medicine from the house, applied it to Qiao Qiao, and took another look at the bumble bee, and said:
"You can play with it for a while and let it go. , this queen is waiting to lay eggs and hatch."
Song Tan thought for a while: "Can this be raised? Will it produce a lot of honey?"
The beekeeper laughed: "It must be possible to raise it. One queen bee can give birth to more than a hundred. She can endure hardships and is more diligent than bees!"
"The only thing is, they earn more and eat more. If you have to feed them, you can't get even one or two honeys out of its mouth all year round - it's not enough for them to eat!" If they can't eat pollen and nectar for an hour, they will faint, just like us with hypoglycemia. If they can't eat anymore, they will die."
Song Sancheng's eyes gleamed when he said this. A faint smile appeared:
“This is not a bumblebee, isn’t it just like the piglet?”
But Qiaoqiao had already finished listening to this sentence.
Although he didn't fully understand it, it didn't stop him from blinking and looking over pitifully:
"Sister, I want to raise..."
He looked at the bumblebee in Song Tan It was crawling around on the fingers, which was very cute. Now that the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, he stretched out his hand again.
However, the smell of the medicinal oil on my hand was too strong, and the bumblebee flew up with a "buzz".
Hovering around twice, still reluctant to let go of the little bit of spiritual energy, he lay back down again.
The beekeeper was also happy——
“You can raise it if you want. When the time comes, find a small box and prepare some sugar water for it. Don’t worry about anything else.”
“This bee Finally, the eggs will be laid as soon as they are unearthed. The beeswax will be secreted in the box, and the eggs will be put into a small jar little by little."
" Sitting on it, it kept vibrating and shaking. When the temperature rose, the worker bees hatched. It was quite interesting to raise."
But he added at the end: "But they really don't make any money. It’s ready to eat.”
"And it's not as stable as a bee. There's no telling if it will fly away."
Song Tan moved his fingers and saw the bumble bee firmly on his fingers. He laughed so hard now Full of confidence:
"Does it still hurt? Qiaoqiao."
Qiaoqiao looked at Bumblebee, then at his palm, and sniffed: "It hurts."
"Are you still grabbing things next time?"
Qiao Qiao sobbed and shed tears of grievance.
Song Sancheng's heart melted when he saw it, and he quickly coaxed him: "I won't catch him next time, I won't catch him next time."
Song Tan snorted and then asked for support. The bee man asked for a small wooden box and put the bumble bee in it. Then he put the box into Qiaoqiao's hands:
"Take it, don't open it, otherwise it will run away if it scares you." Third update?
This bumble bee is really cute and has a good personality (but it is still not recommended to touch it. I will not be responsible for any stings). It’s Qiaoqiao’s little friend I mentioned last time!
(End of this chapter)