The smoke smoked into the tree hole, and the bees that were originally buzzing instantly quieted down a lot.

And some of the other insects that sneak and sneak in the honeycomb also quickly abandon their armor and flee after being roasted by the pungent smoke of mugwort leaf smoke.

In this way, this mugwort leaf smoked honeycomb can not only help the bees repel the sick bees in the population, but also help them repel the pests that parasitize the honeycomb.

After smoking for a while, the bees really calmed down, and they all lay quietly on the honeycomb. Liu Qingshan slowly continued to smoke with his smoke, drove them all into one place, and then hurriedly cut the honey.

As the day before yesterday, cut two-thirds of the honey and leave one-third for the bees to spend the winter.

Two-thirds today is a little different from two-thirds the day before yesterday.

Two-thirds of the day before yesterday was about twenty catties of honey, but for two-thirds of today, Liu Qingshan estimated that there might be thirty catties.

If you take it to Guo Hucheng tomorrow, it is estimated that you will have 9,000 yuan.

But......

Liu Qingshan thought about it, and then returned to the tree hole where the yellow-throated marten was hiding with honey.

The two yellow-throated martens had shaken off the bee army and returned here.

Liu Qingshan also came here with two buckets of honey.

He put down his courage, took two pieces of honey from the bucket, put them in the hollow of the tree, and then said to the two yellow-throated martens, "Tomorrow, little ones, I will go and sell this honey, and I will not be able to bring you meat into the mountains, but you will eat this honey first, and then I will bring you meat when I come in the day after tomorrow." ”

The yellow-throated marten looked at him stunned, completely incomprehensible. Still, they are happy to see honey.

Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand and stroked the yellow-throated marten, and then left.

He thought that if he left a little honey for the yellow-throated marten, then tomorrow the yellow-throated marten would not have to steal the honey of the bees to eat. There is only one-third of the honey in the hollow of the tree, although there are more than a dozen catties, but there are also many bees.

If the yellow-throated marten steals honey in order to fill its stomach, the bees' winter food will be drastically reduced.

Therefore, he felt that it would be better to take a few pounds less for himself and take out some of his share for the yellow-throated marten.

The yellow-throated marten looked at the honey left by humans in the tree hollow, and in addition to being happy, it was also a little confused.

They looked at each other, leaped forward, jumped from the hole to the branch, and then climbed to the top of the tree in three or two clicks.

There is also a tree hole at the top of the large tree.

The tree hole was not large, but it contained a lot of things.

Among them is honey......

"So much honey? Oh my God, Qingshan, you've been burning high incense for a lifetime. Liu Yuanhe looked at the large load of honey that his son picked up, and his mood was complicated beyond words.

Lao Tzu has been looking for wild honey for a lifetime, and the most time is only about ten catties......

But this kid is so amazing, he found about 20 catties the day before yesterday, and today it is estimated that there are almost 30 catties!

In two days, he found 50 pounds, which is enough to catch up with his achievements in two years......

He turned his head to look at the altar of the hall with resentment. There is a black-and-white photo of his father on the altar. He stared at his father's last photo, and complained in his heart: "Why don't you bless me to find so much honey?"

"Qingshan, you have too much honey. Wu Cuimei didn't want to send it to her mother's family this time, but began to worry about the origin of this honey, "How did you find it? How can you find so much? Qingshan, you must not do anything lacking in virtue." ”

Liu Qingshan drank tea, a little helpless: "What is a lack of morality?"

Wu Cuimei hesitated for a moment and said, "Look at you, you brought back so much honey in the morning after entering the mountain, no matter who this matter is put on, it has to be suspicious." Aoyama, do you know that the village chief's honey has always been stolen two years ago, not only stealing the honey block, but also stealing his beehives along with him. Qingshan, you can't do such a thing. ”

Mother's words made Liu Qingshan suddenly realize the word 'lack of morality', so he laughed out loud and said: "Mom, you can put a hundred hearts, although your son and I have no noble qualities, but I have never done this kind of thing that damages yin morality, Mom, don't worry, these honeys are wild honey that I found from the mountains seriously, and they are definitely not stolen." ”

"Oh, that's good. Wu Cuimei nodded.

Although she was worried, she believed in her son.

I came back early today, so after Liu Qingshan dripped honey, he boiled a big pot of ginger honey water.

Although the material used to boil honey water is the honeycomb after dripping honey, it is impossible for honey to drip 100%, so the honey water boiled by this honeyhive is actually a veritable honey water, but it is not as clean as the filtered honey water.

Although it is not clean enough, the benefits and effects that should be on the human body are not bad at all.

Therefore, after boiling honey water, Liu Qingshan hurriedly filled two pots with a thermos pot, one pot for the eldest grandmother, and one pot for the three little guys of the second grandfather's family.

The eldest grandmother used to have a good family, and even the best things were eaten.

However, the three little guys of the second grandfather's family are different.

They came from a slightly poor background, their mother was disabled, their father was not at home, and the three of them were all raised by their grandparents and uncles, so they were no better than other children, they could eat and drink spicy food, and they could eat and drink.

In this way, after seeing the pot full of sweet honey water poured out by the eldest brother, the three little ones were stunned.

"Here, a small bowl for one person. ”

The bowl is a plastic bowl, thin and can easily overheat.

Therefore, the little Zijun can only drink from a bottle.

He sucked the bottle with a sting, it was so aggressive that he didn't even breathe.

It wasn't until the cloud-sweet honey water in the bottle was gone that he took a long breath.

Well, in the eyes of the little ones, the clouds should be sweet.

The wind is sweet, the rain is sweet, and the sun is sweet.

So, on windy days, they stretched out their little hands to grab some wind to eat. However, the sweet wind easily slipped away from their fingertips.

On rainy days, they stood in the drizzle with their little heads on their heads, tilting their necks, and wanted to eat the 'ice candy' that fell from the sky, but before the rock candy fell into their mouths, Grandpa took one in his hand and threw them all into the house.

When the sun came out, the little ones chased after the sun, and their whole bodies were warm. In this way, even if you wear thin clothes and shoes that leak the wind in winter, you don't feel cold. So, the sun should be sweet. Because they bask in the sun, and are no longer afraid of the cold, their hearts are sweet.

Only the high clouds, they haven't tasted anything yet.

However, it is probably the taste of this honey water.

It's sweet, it's sweet to the heart, it's so sweet that it's in the bones, so sweet that they almost forget that their tears are salty when they cry;

When Dad drank wine and got angry and spanked their butts, their butts were spicy;

When I heard my grandfather quarrel with my father, my nose was sour;

Seeing that the second uncle was sometimes so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist, his heart was bitter.

Now, the honey water is sweet, so sweet that it seems that even the ends of the hair are full of dense flowers, and they are dressed up as beautiful flower fairies.

The buzzing bees still seem to be echoing in the ears, the swaying flowers seem to be still dangling in front of them, the honey dripping all the way down from the stamens, around the eyes, over the nose, sweetly soaking the lips, spilling into the mouth...

Wow, that's beautiful.