But now that you’ve encountered a honeycomb, you definitely can’t miss it.

Chen Ling quietly approached and opened the wild rose bushes by the river.

Under the cover of the flowers are several large stones. Near the stones, spots of bee droppings are very conspicuous. If you follow the bee droppings to look for it, you will find a gap of about ten centimeters long under the stone. Bees are flying in and out.

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This is the nest of a bumblebee, and the nest is very hidden.

Bumble bees are native bees, also known as Apis cerana and Apis cerana, which are endemic to China.

This kind of bee is wild-tempered and builds its nest very haphazardly.

Nests like these are common in stone crevices, earth caves, and mouse holes. In addition, nests can be found on tree branches, wall crevices, and even in farmhouse vegetable cellars.

It's not the same kind of bee as the well-known bee, it's the foreign bee imported from abroad.

However, the honey produced by bumblebees is excellent.

Especially the honey from bumble bees in the wild is dark in color and fragrant in flavor.

If it is a honeycomb nested on the cliff of a high mountain, that would be even worse. The nectar inside has an excellent taste, with an alluring and strange fragrance, and it will be unforgettable after drinking it once.

This kind of local honey is naturally very good, and the price is not cheap. This is true.

But Chinese bees are not easy to raise.

They produce little honey, easily explode their nests, divide into groups, and like to sting people.

Compared with imported foreign bees, they are wild and unable to maintain large colonies.

And I especially can’t stand the temptation of the colorful world.

Wherever there are many flowers and abundant nectar sources, the entire bee colony will fly away, dragging its family with it.

This is true even for artificially raised bumble bees.

There is simply no way to breed them on a large scale.

This is very troublesome.

The consequence of this is that, in the next few decades, the Chinese bumble bee was squeezed out of its living space by foreign foreign bees and almost became an endangered species.

"I have found my nest, so let me go in."

Collecting bees is a technical job, and collecting wild bees is even more so. Chen Ling has never kept bees, so he knows nothing about it. But fortunately, he has a clue and can just collect the entire hive with stones.

Moreover, after collecting the hive, he deliberately waited. When the bees flying nearby came to attack him, he absorbed them all at the moment of contact.

Then a special area was divided in the garden behind the stone bridge, allowing them to breed there quietly.

Don't let the birds and golden pheasants disturb you.

When the scale is large, you can release it and collect honey everywhere in the cave.

In fact, last spring, he collected many bees and butterflies from the cave.

But at that time, he did not have strong control over the Sun Moon Cave Sky and could not divide the area.

After the bees and butterflies were collected, they flew everywhere, but in the end they failed to reproduce on a large scale. When they went to collect nectar from the lotus, they were all eaten by the fish in the small pond that jumped out of the water.

In the end, he didn't even bother looking for a honeycomb.

"We will raise them first, and then if we cultivate a few more species of bumble bees that are unique to China, I don't believe they will become endangered."

Chen Ling clapped his hands and secretly made up his mind.

Then he picked up the bamboo basket on his back, picked up the fish basket, and led the cow home.

It is said that flies in Australia, because they have no shit to eat, finally have to do the work of bees, spreading pollen and feeding on honey.

It can be seen that the influence of the environment is very huge.

What's more, he has an excellent place like Dongtian. He can raise bees in Dongtian and be nourished by spiritual water, so he can always cultivate better bee species.

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"Oh oh oh——"

The morning rooster crows, and the rising sun rises in the east.

The golden sun shines warmly, the smoke rises from the chimneys, the voices of people, and the barking of dogs gradually make the mountain village come alive in the early morning.

The spring plowing season has passed. This is the time when mountain flowers are in full bloom and the mountains and forests are becoming more and more lively.

People no longer need to be so busy, but farmers have few free months. Even if they are not busy, they still have to go to the fields to take care of it, hoe weeds, chase away birds, and pull out dead ears.

Only by cultivating intensively can you have a good harvest.

After breakfast that day, Chen Ling and his father-in-law picked up the shovel and went to the fields in water shoes. The wheat seedlings grew, and it was time to plant the wheat fields at home. It rained a lot a while ago.

I didn’t care about it, but in the third month of the lunar calendar, there was less rain.

There is no other way, so we have to pour the first water of the year on the wheat artificially.

"Dig the trench deeper so that more water can be put in."

My father-in-law ordered.

Ditching during irrigation is tiring work, but Chen Ling is strong and not afraid of this kind of physical work. He dug the ditch two days ago. At this time, he dug the ditch deeper near the wheat field and irrigated it to

Finally, you can also water the vegetable garden.

"knew."

Chen Ling dug the ditch again with a shovel, and then went to divert the water from the small ditch at the foot of the mountain. As soon as he used the shovel to open the opening, the water rushed into the ditch. The river water was mixed with mud, and it was turbid and slow.

Slowly flowing.

Weng and his son-in-law held shovels and watched the turbid river water flow through the ditch and into the wheat field on the field ridge. Then they walked into the wheat field wearing water shoes and diverted water for irrigation.

Since the water level in the small river ditch is not high in spring, the flow of water in the river is relatively slow. They were busy until noon, and they only watered more than two acres of land.

"Brother Cunye, you are so caring about helping your son-in-law's family. It's time to eat."

At noon, several senior craftsmen from the engineering team left work for lunch. Seeing the two of them still busy at work, they shouted from a distance on the ridge of the field.

Knowing that he was joking, Wang Cunye stopped and replied with a smile while holding the shovel: "That's not true. If I don't care about a son-in-law, who will care about me?"

He has a gentle and honest temper, and he gets along very well with the older members of the engineering team these days.

"Have you eaten enough?"

"Enough, if it's not enough, let me tell you."

Recently, after Chen Ling took his father-in-law to the county town several times, the two of them started working backwards to pick up and drop off Wang Zhenzhen. The engineering team would also buy back whatever they needed.

While they were talking, people from the engineering team returned to the village in small groups to have dinner.

After the primary school in the village reopened, they no longer cooked in the school during the day, but moved to the yard of Chen Erzhu's house.

It is right next to the school, and the yard is also very large. After the flood, no one cared about it and it was abandoned. After simple cleaning, it became a place for them to eat.

"father."

"Brother-in-law."

Weng and his son-in-law were still watering the fields, when a distant shout came, and they saw a small figure, swinging two braids, running staggeringly, followed by a little yellow dog running wildly.

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Across the ditch where the river flowed slowly, Wang Zhenzhen carried a basket and a kettle, found a flat place at the edge of the field and squatted down. He took out bowls of rice and steamed buns for cooking from the basket, and arranged them.

"Dad, brother-in-law, come for dinner soon."

"coming."

Chen Ling and her father-in-law walked out of the wheat field where the river had not flooded, and came to the ridge of the field to eat.

Wang Zhenzhen, on the other hand, led the little yellow dog and the black baby Xiaojin who ran over, and went to the thatched shed outside the orchard to light a fire to cook for the dog.

Despite her young age, it is no longer a problem to make a fire and cook. This is normal for country children. Children from poor families have already become masters, and many children can cook at the age of six or seven.

Of course, when it's cooked, you have to call an adult to help carry the pot, otherwise half the pot of polenta will be too hot and heavy to carry, and you'll easily get burned.

Here, the father-in-law and his son-in-law had a hasty lunch, poured two bowls of tea, took a short rest, and then got up and walked into the wheat field to continue drinking.

This continued for two days before the wheat fields and vegetable gardens were fully irrigated.

But you don’t need to worry about the rapeseed fields. They grow very fast, so you just have to rely on the weather for food.

But it was the watermelon seedlings that I watered with a bucket in my spare time.

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As time went by, Wang Susu's body became heavier and heavier. A rural woman was pregnant and was not as delicate as she imagined. Besides, she didn't have any adverse reactions, so she still couldn't sit still. When she couldn't cook at home, she helped to choose vegetables. She couldn't.

After doing farm work, I did needlework.

This made Chen Ling and Wang Cunye very helpless.

Now, she is eight months pregnant, and if her family has the means, no matter how rich or poor she is, just if she has someone to take care of her, no one wants to rest more, but she doesn't.

No matter how many times I told him, he didn't listen.
To be continued...