Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Ji Qinglan cut two handfuls of dry grass, added a few dry mugworts in them, and tied two bundles of grass. For this, she even consulted the hunting expert Zhang Jianguo for advice.

Mugwort has a special smell when burned, and bees are very sensitive to mugwort smoke. According to Zhang Jianguo, it can drive away bees while disinfecting the beehive.

After clearing the weeds at the entrance of the cave, he took out a homemade hood from the bottom of the backpack and put it on his head. The fabric was made of gray Dacron. As the weather got warmer, the considerate system replaced the daily allowance fabric with Dacron.

He took out a match and lit the bundle of grass. Soon the dry grass began to burn and thick smoke billowed. Ji Qinglan could smell the unique medicinal fragrance of mugwort.

She stuffed the wormwood stalks into the cracks in the stone. To make it more effective, she lit a second stalk and stuffed it into the cracks in the stone she had stepped on.

White smoke kept coming out from the cracks in the rocks. It was the first time Ji Qinglan did this and he had no experience. He was afraid that the smoke would escape and he didn't go inside, so he found two large leaves and kept fanning the air inside.

Soon, bees were seen flying out from the cracks in the rocks through the hood. The little bees were buzzing constantly, circling around the cracks, and gathering more and more. They wanted to fly in but were afraid of the white smoke at the entrance of the cave.

It became.

Ji Qinglan was delighted and quickly hid behind a big tree.

As the smell of mugwort smoke spread, more and more bees were dizzy and had to fly out. Even after they came out, they were reluctant to leave and kept circling in the air.

It's so crowded that it makes people feel like they have claustrophobia.

Above his head, there was a ten-meter-tall locust tree with flowers drooping in layers, with a sweet fragrance. When the breeze blew, the white petals were carried by the spring breeze and fluttered like raindrops, falling into the dust and onto Ji Qinglan's shoulders.

Ji Qinglan stretched out her hand to take in this beauty. She looked up at the sea of ​​flowers above her head and exclaimed in amazement. She had been chased like a dog by a blind bear that day and had missed such a beautiful scenery.

Only by growing in deep mountains can the flowers be preserved. Following the pace of nature, the flowers bloom and fade and turn into mud.

The flowers of the locust trees at the foot of the mountain have all been plucked by the children in the brigade, not because it is fun or because they look good, but because they are edible.

In the countryside, locust flowers are an important food resource and a delicacy that city dwellers cannot eat.

Steamed locust flowers, locust flower pancakes, locust flower scrambled eggs, cold dishes...

There are many ways to eat it, just to fill your stomach.

Ji Qinglan waited until most of the bees had dispersed before he walked over to check. There were only a few hovering and flying in the cracks of the rocks. Feeling that enough was done, he began to clean the stones.

Use a sickle to scrape away the soil on top and move the stones down one by one. Soon a small hole the size of a bowl appears in front of you, and then the rich fragrance of locust flowers hits you in the face, with a sweet smell.

She took out a flashlight and looked inside. Ha! It turned out to be a small hole with a large capacity. She cleaned the hole again to ensure that she could stick her head in.

Ji Qinglan was extremely excited when he saw the rectangular honey nests hanging upside down on the stone wall, which stretched as far as the eye could see and each one was as crystal clear and attractive as a transparent crystal.

Today she unlocked a new skill, the almighty single noble.

She sniffed, what a nice smell! She couldn't help but stretch out her finger to pick up a little and put it in her mouth. It tasted sweet, with the flavor of fresh locust flowers. These bees used local materials to make honey from locust flowers.

She took the clean plastic bucket from the backpack. She came prepared today.

She cut five pieces of locust flower flavored honey. By the sixth piece, the color of the honeycomb became darker. Ji Qinglan took a closer look and guessed that this should be multi-flower honey.

In spring, when all the flowers are blooming, it is impossible for these bees to just stick to one locust tree and pluck the flowers.

Hundred flower honey is better.

She took out another bucket, this time from the space.

By the end, Ji Qinglan had cut more than twenty pieces, and there was still honey inside. Moreover, the color of the honeycomb became darker yellow, turning into yellow-brown. The beehives here were hidden in the mountains and in the cracks of the rocks. The honey collected had not been damaged by humans. Ji Qinglan suspected that he was the first one.

Finally, Ji Qinglan filled four buckets and left three stones in them for the hardworking little bees. At this time, the white smoke gradually dissipated and the bees flew back. She did not dare to delay and moved back the stones that had been cleared.

There were bees flying around her gloves, probably because they had discovered her uninvited guest.

Ji Qinglan sped up the work, piled up the stones, covered the surface with mud, and put moss and weeds on top, leaving only cracks in the stones for the bees to enter and exit.

Looking at his masterpiece, Ji Qinglan praised himself beautifully.

Cute little baby, I will come again next time.

Seeing that there was no one around, she put all the buckets into the space.

Take the sickle and leave here.

Passing by the edge of the cliff, she looked down. The edge of the cliff was completely blocked by lush vines. Even if she looked down through the gap, the small platform where the blind bear fell was now overgrown with weeds and unknown wild flowers. No one would notice that there was something else under the cliff.

It seems that we will have to wait until autumn and winter to explore again.

Ji Qinglan felt happy when thinking of the hollow carved gem bracelet lying in the space.

With a fruitful harvest today, Ji Qinglan is preparing to go down the mountain. He has to filter out the honey when he returns. With four barrels of honeycombs, he has to collect at least 20 kilograms of honey.

Honey is a rare good thing that cannot be bought even with money.

Send two bottles to Uncle Peng. He has worked hard to help her keep an eye on Liang Qian in the past few months. Thanks to his help, Liang Qian is now living in dire straits. He was demoted to a workshop, his salary was downgraded, and he still has to support a wife and children.

Before she went to the capital, Uncle Peng thought she was dead because Liang Qian and Xiang Lanlan had cheated her out of money and things. After she went back, Uncle Peng stopped providing Liang Qian with supplies every month and no longer provided help at work.

Combined with the money and things she brought back from the capital, Liang Qian was visibly financially strapped.

Liang Hong lost his integrity in his later years and was forced to retire. His pension is only 45 yuan. 45 yuan may be a lot here, it is a year's income for a country person, but in the capital city where living expenses are advanced, 45 yuan is really little.

Moreover, Chen Guihua has no job.

After Liang Hong retired, the originally allocated house did not suit his position at the time of internal retirement, and the original 40-square-meter house was also taken back by the factory. Now the Liang family, with more than a dozen people, are crowded in the house that Liang Qian originally bought. Every day there is chaos and bustle.

Given Liang Da and Liang Er’s ordinary positions, they might have to wait a long time for housing allocation.

She didn't see what kind of life Liang Qian lived, but she could imagine it.

This is retribution.

I won't kill you with a knife, nor will I send you to jail. I just want to see you suffer physically and mentally day and night, just like the dark days in her previous life.

In addition to Uncle Peng, Grandpa Qiao also sent two bottles. In the past few months, Qiao Shaorong often wrote to her, worried that she was having a hard time in the countryside, so every month he would send her five kilograms of grain coupons, one kilogram of meat coupons, as well as some industrial coupons and soap coupons.