Seeing Xingzi and Zhong'er coming, several people naturally refused to let go, and insisted on pulling them to sit down and drink with them. Apricot sat down generously. Zhong Er "slipped away" into the back room and went away with his hand holding the sour dates. No matter how much labor provokes him and persuades him to drag him, he refuses to go out of the house. Sour jujube said to labor lovingly, he is a student baby, drinking hurts his brain, how can he go to college and do a big job, just let him pull with me, I also think strangely. finally kicked the labor out of the back room and spared Zhong'er.

At this time, the Jing'er family was seriously discussing one thing, that is, the future way out of sour apricots and sour dates.

Labor said that my father's legs and feet were inconvenient, he couldn't do big work, and he stayed at home all day and was bored and panicked, so he had to think of a brisk errand for him. Although our father doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, he is depressed, which will not be a good thing. The second uncle is also old, and he can't count on his late life, so he has to find a way out for him to be safe.

People's Justice, let's just take care of the lives of the two old people. Otherwise, it would be really frightening, and it would make outsiders laugh at us and watch our famine. It's just that our father's business is not easy to handle. He has a big temper and a quick temperament, and he will say everything everywhere. Originally, I had discussed with him and wanted him to go to the factory to see the gate or something. It's brisk, and there are people to help relieve boredom. Guess what Dad said, I won't eat you, I won't drink you, tell you what the hell is going on, get out of the way. You see, my father still uses cadres to suppress people, and his kindness is not rewarded.

Jing'er smoked a cigarette sullenly. After pondering for a long time, he said, I think there is a good way, and keeping it can make him happy, and it is also good for our village.

Xingzi asked, what is the best way, tell it.

Jing'er said, "This year, I went outside the mountain to buy fruits, and I saw many large orchards with beekeepers. There are dozens of beehives in a row, and they make money by selling honey, and the income is very considerable. This bee makes a living by collecting honey and is a good pollinator of flowers. If you ask two old people to raise dozens of boxes of bees together, one has diligent legs and feet, the other has good brains, and is not tired, and can sell honey, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? Besides, our village is located in the depths of the mountains, and there are undefeated flowers all year round, and there is a source of honey. I just don't know where to go with this bee and how to raise it.

Labor Jie sighed, Jing'er, there is really you. If you don't say it, I really can't remember it. There are many fruits in Jiaodong, and there are really a lot of beekeepers, so I think the benefits are similar to what you told me. You don't have to worry about this bee. I have a lot of comrades-in-arms in Jiaodong, so I asked them to get some. The method of beekeeping is also easy to do, so I asked my father to go to Jiaodong and learn from others first. When you learn it, you can even bring the bees back with you, which is not a difficult task.

Zhong'er shouted in the back room, "Don't we have honey to eat?"

Jing'er hurt him and said, when can you forget to eat and focus on your studies.

Sujube apparently also heard the conversation in the outhouse, and seemed very happy. He said, what you are afraid of eating, if you have a blessed mouth, you will have a blessed life. Otherwise, how can we Zhong'er enter the city?

That night, the sour jujube seemed to be very excited, not as depressed as at the beginning, and the conversation gradually increased. He struggled out of bed, sat down at the dining table, chatted a few chopsticks and dishes, and drank a few small glasses of the internal wine that he had brought back from the army.

Maybe his body was too weak to withstand the erosion of alcohol and excessive activity, or maybe he was too excited for a while and hurt his internal qi. After sending off a few cubs, he climbed into bed and never got out of bed again. The body and mind became more and more emaciated, so frightened that people were so frightened that they were bedridden.

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