Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 49: Not an ordinary Xie Sanlaba!

Shiwan Village.

The sunlight slanted in through the lattice window, spreading evenly on the indigo quilt on the bed.

Feeling the temperature getting higher, Fang Hongan woke up slowly.

Since going up the mountain to dig bees during this period, Fang Hongan has been getting up early every day and has formed a biological clock that allows him to get up early.

But because of the excessive physical exertion during the day and night yesterday, I was too tired.

I actually slept until noon.

Getting up from the bed, Fang Hongan stretched his still sore and weak legs, walked into the main room, and seeing that the door was closed, he knew that his wife Lan Wenxiu must have gone out.

She said last night that a women's health worker from the town would come to the village to give lectures in the next two days, and she was the one who was specifically named to attend the lectures.

I went there for half a day yesterday and have another half a day today.

Judging from the time, he should have gone there by now.

Fang Hongan walked to the fire room and saw smoke coming out from under the stove.

When I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw a bowl of warm rice porridge, a bowl of pickles and half a boiled egg in the pot.

Fang Hongan bought the eggs yesterday.

I bought thirty at once.

We had agreed last night that Lan Wenxiu should eat at least one a day.

Unexpectedly, this little wife pretended to obey but secretly kept half for herself.

"It seems like we need to quickly improve our living standards to the point where we can eat at least two eggs a day!"

With a sigh, Fang Hongan brought out the still warm white porridge, paired it with pickles and half an egg, and quickly finished his breakfast.

Then he changed his shoes, went out the side door, and walked towards the thatched hut in Tuwan.

As it was already late, most of the people in Shiwan Village who had been working in the morning had already gone out.

I hardly met anyone along the way, except for a figure when I was almost near the orchard.

But what a coincidence, this person was none other than Xie Sanlaba, who almost recognized Fang Hongan last night.

Xie Sanlaba's full name is Xie Qiangbin. He is less than a year older than Hongan, and they grew up in the same village.

However, since Fang Hongan was a rather introverted person when he was a child, and the three brothers Wen, Wu and Bin, the three loudmouths of the Xie family, always liked to gang up on others and bully others, their relationship was very distant.

Later, the three brothers all devoted themselves to further study in gossip and journalism and communication. Fang Hongan had been a taciturn person before, so the two sides had even less interactions.

Seeing that Xie Qiangbin's eyes were fixed on him the moment he saw him, Fang Hongan subconsciously glanced at his clothes out of the corner of his eye. Noticing that the clothes he changed into today were very different from the ones he wore yesterday in terms of color and style, he no longer had any concerns.

He met Xie Qiangbin's gaze and nodded slightly as a greeting, then prepared to move sideways.

"Wait!" Xie Qiangbin suddenly called Fang Hongan, squinting his eyes and smiling, pretending to be casual and said, "Hongan, you looked so skilled when you drove the donkey cart yesterday. When did you learn it?"

Good guy!
Upon hearing this, Fang Hongan's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, this is terrible.

But immediately, seeing the fleeting cunning in Xie Qiangbin's eyes, Fang Hongan calmed down again.

wrong!

This Xie Sanla is trying to trick him!!!

First of all, the one driving the donkey yesterday was Wang Tong, not him.

It was impossible for Xie Qiangbin to see himself driving a donkey.

Furthermore, if Xie Qiangbin really figured out that it was him last night, given the bet made by the three brothers last night, rumors would have been flying all over the village today.

and so……

Xie Qiangbin must have felt that the figure looked very similar to himself last night, but because he was shocked and didn't dare to believe it, he didn't have time to catch up with him to verify it last night. But he happened to run into him today, so he deliberately said this to trick him.

After clarifying this point, Fang Hongan quickly calmed down. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh that Xie Qiangbin in front of him was indeed a talented person. He had previously regarded him as a big mouth who loved to spread rumors and brag. He really underestimated him.

With this deceptive skill, if Fang Hongan hadn't had a flash of inspiration just now, I'm afraid he would have fallen into his trap.

However, since he had seen through his thoughts, Fang Hongan immediately pretended to be confused: "Driving a donkey cart? When did I ever drive a donkey cart?"

As soon as he said this, the smile on Xie Qiangbin's face, which was originally squinting his eyes and smiling, immediately disappeared.

"Oh! Oh! Maybe I saw it wrong!"

He laughed, turned sideways, and passed Fang Hongan.

He watched Fang Hongan walk away, then frowned and scratched his hair vigorously: "It seems like it's not him!"

"That's weird! Looking at the back... they really look alike!"

……

……

This is Fang Hongan.

He walked into the orchard in a pretentious manner, and while squatting to tie his shoelaces, he caught a glimpse of Xie Qiangbin scratching his head and walking away.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and quickly walked towards the hut.

As soon as I approached the hut, I could hear a faint buzzing sound around me.

Looking carefully, I saw a few bees flying from the direction of Tuwanli towards the straw hut.

Seeing this scene, Fang Hongan knew that the transfer of this box of bees should be a perfect success.

Generally speaking, only under this perfectly successful condition, the worker bees, which have just been in the hive for the second day, will immediately start collecting honey.

After entering the straw shed, Fang Hongan came to the beehive. The worker bees busy entering and exiting the beehive entrance were clearly visible, which further confirmed Fang Hongan's judgment.

This also saves Fang Hongan the trouble of opening the beehive lid to check.

After all, in the early stage after the beehives are moved, it is better to open the beehive as little as possible unless it is necessary!
Fang Hongan carefully observed the status of the worker bees coming in and out, and recorded their frequency.

After observing for about half an hour, he had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Judging from the frequency of worker bees coming in and out, the loss of this group of bees after moving to the hive should be very small, and they are quite adaptable to the environment in the straw shed.

In this case, the results of this pilot project show that there is absolutely no problem with using this straw hut as the first breeding site.

Fang Hongan immediately left the straw hut and went back home first. He took out the fifty kilograms of rice that had been packed in a sack and put it into a bamboo basket. He tore off a few pieces of sycamore leaves to cover the bamboo basket, and then hurried to Carpenter Yang's house.

Because Aunt Hong was not at home, Fang Hongan went straight to Yang Maolin carrying a bamboo basket.

Without saying anything else, he directly handed the fifty kilograms of rice to Yang Maolin.

Yang Maolin took the 50 kilograms of rice and first scolded Fang Hongan. After Fang Hongan told him that he had sold more than 100 kilograms of honey, he frowned and took it.

Watching the old carpenter carrying the sack to put the rice in, Fang Hongan quietly put the two bottles of wine and two bags of sugar hidden in the bamboo basket into the cupboard on the side.

As soon as I closed the cupboard door, Yang Maolin came back pacing.

"Uncle! You have to make another batch of beehives for me! About 60 of them, just give me one or two a day!"

"it is good!"

"Also...if you are free these two days, can you help me make two new things? I have already bought the hardware accessories!"

Fang Hongan first took out a paper bag containing hardware accessories from the bamboo basket, and then took out a drawing from his clothes pocket and handed it to Yang Maolin.

Yang Maolin nodded, took the drawing and glanced at it for a moment, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face...

(End of this chapter)