Do you remember the story of that suspicious little goat? When the big bad wolf was outside the door, he said to the little goat inside the door, "Little rabbit, open the door." I'm coming in! The little goat would look out through the crack in the door and say to the big bad wolf outside the door, "Are you our mother?" Please show me your thighs, if your thighs are not white, we won't open the door. ”

The old grandmother was no less vigilant than the little goat, and she would say to every visitor, "Show me your bee's black feet, or I won't let you in." ”

She would only open the door if she recognized it as a member of her house, otherwise she would never let any outsiders into her house.

And lo and behold! Walk by the cave by an ant, a daring adventurer, who wonders what this place is like with the smell of honey.

"Get out of here!" The old grandmother brindle bee guard shook her head and scolded.

The ants were startled by her and had to walk away in a huff. Thankfully, it had gone away, and if it had remained by the hive, the brindle bee would have left its post and flown over in unceremonious pursuit.

There is also a wild bee that is not good at digging tunnels, that is, the woodcutter bee, which has to find the tunnels that people have dug in the past. The Tunnel of the Zebra Bee is perfect for it.

The nests of the spotted wasps, which were previously attacked by mosquitoes and occupied by mosquitoes, have always been empty. Because after the mosquitoes wiped out their home, the whole family was ruined. So the woodcutter bee can naturally occupy this empty nest and make use of it.

In order to find such empty nests so that they can keep their honeypots made of dead leaves, the woodcutter bees often visit the territory of the brindle bees.

Sometimes it seems to have found its target, but before it can get its feet on its feet, its buzzing has caught the attention of the doorman.

The spotted bee keeper immediately rushed out of the cave and made a few gestures at the door, telling it that the cave had an owner.

The woodcutter bee understood what it meant, and immediately flew elsewhere to look for a house.

Sometimes, before the doorman can come out, the woodcutter bee can't wait to stick its head in.

So, the old grandmother, who was the doorman, immediately put her head on top of her head to block the passageway, and gave a not very stern signal as a warning, and the woodcutter bee immediately understood the ownership of the house, and quickly left.

There is a kind of "thief", which is a parasite of the woodcutter wasp and sometimes learns a lesson from the brindle wasp.

This time, Su San also saw it receive a heavy punishment with his own eyes.

As soon as the reckless creature smelled the tunnel, he thought he had entered the house of the woodcutter bee, but after a while, he immediately realized that he had made a big mistake, and he had broken into the house of the brindle bee.

Later, he ran into the old grandmother who was guarding the door, and after being severely punished, he fled. Similarly, other ambitious and dumb-headed creatures who want to break into the home of the brindle bee will undoubtedly be treated equally.

Sometimes, the spotted bee guarding the door would also get into an argument with another grandmother. July and August are the busiest months for spotted bees.

At this time, Su San saw two very different bee colonies: that is, the old spotted bee and the young female bee. The young female bee is beautiful and sensitive, and flies from the flowers to the nest in a hurry, and from the nest to the flowers without stopping, all day and night; And those old bees, who have lost their youth and vitality, just wander from one hive to another, like a homeless wanderer.

Who are these wanderers? They are the old brindle bees who have been deceived by the hateful little robbers and have lost their families.

When summer came, the old spotted bee finally discovered that it was a hateful mosquito that had emerged from its nest, and then it suddenly dawned on him and was heartbroken.

But it was too late, and she had become a homeless old woman, so she had to leave her hometown and find another way to make a living, to see which one needed a housekeeper or a doorman. But those happy families already have their own grandmothers to take care of everything.

And those old grandmothers are often hostile to the old spotted bees who come to look for jobs and steal their jobs, and often give her an unkind answer.

Indeed, it is enough for a family to have only one doorman, and if two of them come, it will block the corridor that is not spacious in the first place.

Sometimes, there is a real fight between two grandmothers.

When the wandering old brindle bee stopped at the door of another house, the old grandmother of the housekeeper guarded the door tightly on the one hand, and challenged the foreign old bee with her teeth and claws on the other hand, and the winning side was often the old lone bee who was physically and mentally exhausted, sad and weak.

What happened to these homeless old lone bees? They grew old day by day, and gradually their numbers decreased, and finally they all became extinct.

Some of them were eaten by the little gray lizards, some died of starvation, some died of old age, and some died of heart failure.

As for the old grandmother who guarded the door, she never seemed to rest, and arrived at her post in the early morning when the weather was still cool; At noon, when the worker bees were busiest in their work of collecting honey, many spotted bees flew in and out of the hole, and she was still guarding there; In the afternoon, when it was very hot outside, the worker bees did not collect honey and stayed at home to build new nests, while the old grandmother was still guarding the door.

In this stuffy time, she doesn't even doze off, she can't doze off, and the safety of this home depends on her.

At night, even late at night, the other bees rested, and she was as busy as day, guarding against the thieves of the night.

Under her careful watch, the entire hive can be kept safe until after the fall comes.

If the mosquito comes to grab the nest, let it come, and the old grandmother will immediately rush out and fight it to the death. But they won't come, because until next winter arrives, they are still hiding in the cocoons of the pupa.

Although there are no mosquitoes, there are many other parasites, and they are likely to invade the hive, but, strangely, Su San carefully observed the hive every day, but never found any bee enemies near the hive.

It was so quiet and peaceful all summer, which shows that the thieves know how powerful the old grandmother is, and how alert the old grandmother is.

Su San also discovered the plasterer bee, a very capable wild bee that is very good at building houses from the clay of the lake, and likes to build his home, the hive, in a sheltered place from the rain, so that his offspring can have a comfortable and warm place to live.

After the wild bees have built their nests, they fill them with small spiders (food), and then they lay their eggs in them, and then seal them all up before reluctantly leaving.

They chose the little spiders for another reason, and that was that they had to kill the spider before it could put its prey in its nest.