After hearing this, Mrs. Mei gritted her teeth and said, "This idea must not have come from your third sister, it must have come from your third brother-in-law, and your third sister listened to your brother-in-law." ”

"It's the same if it's her or her man, she's not a good thing!"

Mei Xiuhua cried again and said, "You say all day long that the broken wine bottle lacks heart, and in my opinion, the third sister is even more lacking in heart." The food you sent was all taken by her to Zhen Yong's son and entered the glass factory, and it was not her own son. She spent our Mei family's things, but she didn't think about our family, and finally thought of me, but she still wanted to sell me. Do you think she's a human being? ”

Mrs. Mei didn't know about this, why did her face become even more gloomy when she heard it.

After a while, he said, "Xiuhua, you wait, when Mom's leg is healed, Mom will go to your third sister and ask your third sister and your third brother-in-law to find a way to find you a job in the city." ”

"She won't come to see you when you have a broken leg, and you still expect her to find me a job? You're counting on her to sell me. ”

Mrs. Mei's eyes flashed with a little viciousness, and she said hatefully, "Don't worry, they don't dare not find you!" ”

"Why?" Mei Xiuhua asked stunned.

"Don't ask so much, just wait."

When Mei Xiuhua heard this, she was finally happy, "Then you have to hurry, I can't even hold a sickle, how can I cut wheat?" ”

Mrs. Mei nodded.

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Next, Mei Qingjiu led people to look for the hive for two more days, until they were almost found in the nearby mountains and under the eaves of the team, so they gave up.

After looking for the hive, she took someone to move part of the hive to her yard, and went to the threshing floor to pick a few stalks of wheat to come over.

"Little Sixth Brother, you come and help me tear these beehives into several pieces, and then put them in this gauze bag."

"Okay."

After the beehive is put into a cloth bag, it is thrown into the pot and the grass is burned.

When the water is heated, the yellowish beeswax comes out of the cloth bag little by little.

When it is almost melted, scoop up the cloth bag, and after it cools a little, squeeze out the remaining beeswax in the cloth bag.

"That's it?" Meng Xiaoliu asked.

"That's not enough, you have to wait for the water to cool. Pour these into a wooden frame and cook the rest. ”

Her pot is not big enough, and the pot is not finished, and the wooden frame is a rectangular movable frame that she asked Wang Guodong to make in advance.

"Okay."

Spoon the wax mixture into the wooden plank, add water to the pot and continue to cook.

Xiao Cong was very curious about this, so he kept lying in front of the wooden frame to look, and gradually he found that the water flowed out along the gap in the frame, and the remaining yellow things condensed together, and in the end they all turned into light yellow cakes!

His eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Sister, sister, little sixth brother, come and see." ”

Meng Xiaoliu ran to him in two steps, his eyes widened as well, "This, is beeswax?" ”

"Yes."

"Xiaojiu, you're amazing!" Meng Xiaoliu gave a thumbs up sincerely, and at the same time became more confident in beekeeping.

You know, at first he was skeptical about it.

Mei Qingjiu said with a smile, "This is the result of everyone's joint efforts, Xiao Cong went to see if Uncle Guoqing was in the threshing floor, if he was, let him take a look at the fruits of our labor in the past few days." ”

You have to know that they're not playing.

"Okay.".

After a while, Wang Guoqing and Xiao Cong came over together, and as soon as he entered the door, he said, "Xiaojiu, why are these bees in your yard?" Yo, it's still a stinger. He said as he waved his handkerchief.