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Chapter 117 The Magical Reed

Qian was very serious in doing things and was busy for more than an hour before she got the pillow. However, after she was crafted, she felt that she couldn't make any moves, and her confidence disappeared without a trace.

Helplessly, she went out again in a few seconds.

"What did you do to craft it and dismantle it with such great effort?" Liu Junhao hurriedly stopped it.

"I was going to give it to someone, but how can I give it to someone like this?" Zhang Qian said with frustration, "Why don't you make two for me later? I'll give it to someone in two days?"

"Two, who are you giving to?" When Liu Junhao heard that he was going to weave two, he immediately knew that he was self-indulgent.

"Give it to my parents.: I have been working for more than a year and haven't bought them a decent gift. I originally wanted to knit two pillowcases to show my feelings, but my hands are too stupid and I can't do anything. I haven't made any progress after studying for a few days."

After hearing what she said, Liu Junhao's inner slut was balanced. Given to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, this is also a filial piety.

"How good are your hands?" Zhang Qian grabbed his big hands and joined them, and then exclaimed, "I said my hands are white, your hands are whiter and tenderer than mine, and they are so slender, so playing the piano must be good."

"Take it down, I'm still playing the piano. Even our eighth generation will not be able to play the piano." Liu Junhao took advantage of the situation to hold her little hand. In fact, his hand is not thin, it's just a palm. Now that the two people's hands are together, the difference is twice as big.

After Qian's gesture, Jun Hao really found that his hands were much more delicate than before, and a scar on his fingers became very light. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to see it at all.

He still remembers the origin of this scar. He left the land when he was in the second grade of elementary school. At that age, he always wrote with pencils. At that time, the quality of the knife was poor. The back of the knife was very thin. The pencil would crack if it was only peeled a few times. Therefore, students basically did not buy a knife. They usually used sickles or kitchen knives to cut it.

This thing is also considered a murder weapon. At that time, the teacher was afraid of something, so he stipulated that students were not allowed to take sickles to school. He put a sickle on the podium and handed it to the students if necessary.

Once, Liu Junhao and a classmate in the class wanted to sharpen a pencil with a sickle at the same time. He got it first. The classmate kept urging him. Liu Junhao was anxious and used too much force to cut the pencil off directly. He also cut a large piece of his hand. At that time, the bones could be vaguely seen.

The teacher was frightened when he saw his hands covered in blood. He hurriedly asked several students to pick some herbs outside to stop the bleeding. He used two large balls of thorny buds in a row to stop the bleeding.

Later, although the wound healed, it left a scar that could not be eliminated.

I didn't expect that the scar would disappear during this period of time. This spring water is really strange.

"Why can't we? If we have children in the future, I will let..." Zhang Qian suddenly blushed when she said halfway, struggling to pull out her little hand.

"What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders?" After Liu Junhao said this, Zhang Qian stopped twitching, but she lowered her head and did not speak.

"What pattern do you think you should make on it when the pillowcase is ready?" He changed the subject again.

"Well... it's a blessing to write both of them. My mother believes most. Every year, she goes to the temple to ask for a peace talisman. She also wrote a few such words at home." Zhang Qian was originally planning to think of some more novel words, but after thinking for a long time, she felt that there was nothing suitable. In the end, these four words were appropriate.

A word of peace is blessing, and it is the best blessing to the elderly!

"Let's go outside to bask in the sun. It's a pity not to use the good sun." After staying by the computer for a while, Liu Junhao couldn't sit still. So after discussing the discussion, he moved a chair and sat in the yard to bask in the sun.

Zhang Qian was originally holding a copy of """ in her hand, but her thoughts slowly rose by the warm sun.

Turning her head and seeing Liu Junhao leaning on the back of the chair, raising her face and resting, she looked completely enjoying herself. She immediately became interested, closed the book, looked at the high blue sky, and enjoyed the spring she was about to lose.

Just lying half-lying and doing nothing, it seemed that the whole person became ethereal and dull.

Just as she was wandering outside the sky, Zhang Qian suddenly heard a buzzing sound in her ears. She turned her head and saw that she jumped up from the chair in fear, picked up the book and yelled, "Bees, bees"

"It's okay, it must be the watermelon seedlings in the backyard."

"Hey, Liu Junhao, look, the morning glory is blooming, so big." Zhang Qian's eyes kept following the bees, and suddenly she found a purple morning glory blooming on the side of the fence. She excitedly picked up her phone to take photos.

It's only the end of May, and I didn't expect the trumpet flowers in my yard to bloom, and it must have been five or six days in advance. Liu Junhao was thinking about it, and Zhang Qian screamed again on the other side.

"What's wrong, this shocking?"

"Come here and take a look. There are fifty or sixty bees crawling on the reeds. There must be a honeycomb here."

"Honey cell?" Liu Junhao was a little disbelief. There were honeycombs in his yard?

When he looked over, he saw forty or fifty bees crawling on one side of the reed pile in Xiangyang, many of which were drilling in and out along the reed tubes. The bees were relatively large, fat and slightly clumsy. Looking at the dark color, they knew they belonged to the bumblebee.

"Please get one and see what they are doing?" Zhang Qian's curiosity continued to grow.

The reed pile was cut from the river beach with Professor Zhao last time. After drying it a few days ago, he piled a lot of them at the base of the wall, preparing to wait for the firewood to be short of firewood.

What happened? Is there really a hive? Liu Junhao looked at the reed stack carefully, but after looking for a long time, he didn't find where the hive was. He only saw bees constantly drilling into the reeds, and it came out again in a short while.

"What are they doing? Aren't they building nests?" Zhang Qian looked quite confused.

It was Liu Junhao's first time to see this phenomenon. What made him even more strange was that a bee was crawling on the reed pole and spitting something. Looking closely, she sealed the hole with wet mud.

After Liu Junhao waited for the bee to fly away, he immediately broke the reed tube.

The two people left with the reed tube like thieves. After a safe distance, they broke the reed tube.

"Huh... this is honey!" The two of them lived again.

A special fragrance of honey emanated from the section of the reed tube. The empty reed tube was filled with particles slightly larger than soybeans, arranged neatly, with a little shiny under the sun. After counting it roughly, there were more than twenty particles.

"Can this be eaten?" Qian asked with a heart-warming look.

"I'll try..." Liu Junhao pinched and put it in his mouth.

The mouth immediately became sticky, and then the sweetness raged on the tongue, even sweeter than the honey of a wild bee.

"It's delicious, you can taste it." He also asked Zhang Qian to pinch one.

After eating, Zhang Qian praised her and even said that she wanted Liu Junhao to make some more.

"What are the two of them secretly eating?" As they were talking, Teacher Wang's voice came from the door. It was noon and she came to pick vegetables.

"Aunt Wang, try it. This is the local honey we just discovered. It tastes very sweet." Liu Junhao hurriedly handed the reed tube over.

"Is this honey? Why don't I look like it?" Teacher Wang pinched a pill in confusion, and then praised Lianlian.

However, when Zhang Qian asked what kind of sweet land this was, Teacher Wang didn't even know and called her husband over through the courtyard wall. Professor Zhao had been dealing with things related to fruit trees, and perhaps he knew the origin of the bee.

But Professor Zhao was the first time he saw this situation. In his words, there are 10,000 or 20,000 bees known in the world, and there are more than 1,000 bees in China alone. He doesn’t know which kind of bees this is.

Although the types of bees cannot be determined, they did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm for eating honey. At the instigation of the three, Liu Junhao risked being stung to break a few reeds.

As expected, the inside was full of yellow honey. They seemed to peel broad beans, poured them into the bowl one by one, and finally made half a bowl. Of course, they also collected a lot of milky white bee pupae.

At Professor Zhao's suggestion, Liu Junhao poured a small cup of honey for everyone. After putting the light yellow honey in the water, it quickly flowed out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and plated the teacup with a little light yellow.

Take a sip. The sweet fragrance of honey is mixed with the fragrance of reeds and the fragrance of flowers. It makes people feel intoxicated...

Half a bowl of bee>Of course, Teacher Wang took it home, because Liu Junhao felt a little disappointed when he saw the thing squirming inside and didn't dare to eat anything.

Professor Zhao only said that he would not enjoy it, and this honey is a high-end tonic. He said that he would be prepared and sent to try it later, so they would definitely want to eat it after eating it.

Liu Junhao originally thought he was just talking, but who knew that he really brought half a bowl at noon.

Looking at the golden bee pupa, at first, neither of them dared to taste it. It was not until Professor Zhao made a demonstration that Liu Junhao picked up a few with chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

It's simply fragrant and absolutely delicious.

After he nodded, Zhang Qian also tried to pick it up with chopsticks.

They originally thought that the honey would definitely leave the ground if the bumblebees disappeared, but who knew that in the afternoon, they saw hundreds of bees crawling around the reed pile, obviously transporting honey into it.

After looking carefully, there were really many bees crawling around the reed pile. Now that I can eat honey often in the future. Liu Junhao became interested again: In fact, it is not too bad to raise some bees by himself. The stone lock is a confined space, and it is most suitable to raise bees.

He thought of this and secretly looked at the stone lock. After only one day, more than a dozen bees that had been thrown in actually built beehives, one by one, busy on the beehives the size of quail eggs.

This discovery made Liu Junhao even more excited. He thought that Shi Suoli could make it happen for him. It seems that this bumblebee doesn't have to be kept in the stone lock, so it would be great to raise bees directly.

However, there are too few flowers in this space, and I don’t know if it can meet the needs of these bees. After all, they will have to produce land when building a beehive. By then, more and more bees will grow, and they will have to plant more flowers and plants.

Bubble bees and bees are raised together, and you can still eat two kinds of honey at the same time.

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The bees in the stone lock are workers, and workers can lay eggs without queen bees, but only drones hatched. Drones are not enough to collect honey.

This information was found only after I read the book review yesterday. I used to only know how to catch bees and eat honey, but I didn’t pay attention to this common sense, haha.

The article describes the practice of "taking it for granted" when I was a child. At that time, I thought that I could raise bees by getting some worker bees. I didn't succeed every time, and I only found out the reason today.
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