Chapter 106

Qiao Qiao squatted down, skillfully supported the flower stalk of a Chinese milk vetch, and then carefully placed Da Xiong on the flower.

Seeing it stick its long mouthparts into the heart of the flower, he let out a long sigh like a little adult:

"Da Xiong, eat a little less, you can't be this fat anymore. If you get fatter, you won't be able to collect honey later... Where is your baby? Give your baby more to eat!"

This voice was close at hand, full of sunshine, and all transmitted through the phone, making people couldn't help but smile when they heard it.

But there was a strange feeling in his heart again—looking at this hand, it should be a big person, but why does what he says sound like a child?

The next moment, a fair face suddenly leaned in front of the lens, and those bright black eyes curiously looked at the lens, with dense and slender eyelashes blinking, like butterflies trembling in the wind.

Looking at it from a close distance, the eyebrows and corners of the eyes are full of childishness and innocence, like cold springs flowing down from the snow mountain, making people couldn't help but freeze their heartbeat for a moment.

Everyone in front of the lens was silent.

And then the other party suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly:

"Sister, why is your phone here?"

Song Tan only then remembered that the phone was still live-streaming.

But it didn't have any impact. Last time, she carefully shot multiple materials for that video, and then added music, post-production, and editing, but it didn't make a splash, did it?

Now that she is doing it perfunctorily, there is no way anyone will be there.

Alas, traffic is really harder to figure out than spiritual energy.

She didn't pay attention, but asked Qiao Qiao:

"Is the honey all shaken?"

Qiao Qiao nodded, and then accused: "Brother is so bad, he steals and eats."

"It doesn't matter." Song Tan coaxed him:

"I originally planned to give him a bottle when he came home, but now that he stole and ate it, you write it down. When he comes home, deduct what he stole and ate."

"Deduct a spoonful for every bite he eats."

In the spring breeze, Qiao Qiao laughed very loudly.

Subsequently, Qiao Qiao looked at Da Xiong in his hand with worry: "Sister, why is Da Xiong still so fat? If this continues, what will happen if it can't fly later?"

Song Tan felt a little guilty.

If it weren't for the fact that she thought it was too cute at the beginning and accidentally gave it too much spiritual energy...

Cough.

But Qiao Qiao obviously didn't necessarily want an answer. At this moment, he just picked up another handful of Chinese milk vetch from his hand and handed it to the fat bumblebee. Seeing it climb up clumsily, he laughed:

"It doesn't matter if it can't fly. Da Xiong is my good partner, I will raise it."

Zhao Lei in front of the screen suddenly understood: this boy... should be the kind whose intellectual development is not very normal.

Everything he says is childish, and everything he does is based on a childlike heart.

He suddenly laughed vicissitudinously again: come to think of it, it's true, how can an adult who really bears the pressure of life have such pure eyes?

Until now, he is still shocked by the close-up smile of that look back just now.

"Come on, Qiao Qiao," the girl whose face couldn't be seen said again: "These two baskets are full, you help sister carry them back. Send the baskets over later."

"Okay."

That hand stopped rubbing the bee's butt, and then the sound of grass leaves rubbing started. He seemed to stand up and walked forward with big strides.

The angle of the lens was limited, and he could only see a basket full of Chinese milk vetch intertwined with pink, purple, and green, piled heavily in the basket, walking away slowly with the boy's footsteps.

And just at this moment, the old person's voice sounded in the field again:

"Tantan, the leeks planted in the corner of the field above, I see they are growing quite well. You can eat them in these two days. The leaves are fat and thick, very good!"

"Really?"

The girl's surprised voice came, and then she agreed: "I'll go and cut them later. Eating leeks in March and April, all things are growing, supplementing Yang energy, it's just the right season!"

The old person laughed again: "Yes, eating leeks is very good. Cut them home and make dumplings. There are so many people at home recently, they can eat a lot in one meal."

"The remaining leek roots are too dense. I took a look. After the field is plowed, you have to hurry up and plant them separately. You can plant several ridges."

Leek dumplings...

Zhao Lei watched silently, and then stretched out his finger to click on the follow button above.

He noticed that there were already more than 1,700 people in the live-streaming room at this time, but the barrage was clean, as if no one was watching at all.

But after he clicked follow, the live-streaming room popped up—

【Congratulations! You are the 999th user to follow, come and witness the growth of the streamer with your own eyes!】

Whoa!

Zhao Lei felt inexplicably proud in his heart. He thought that the live-streaming content he liked was indeed attractive. 1,700 people watching, 999 people followed, what kind of magic is this?

You know, the number of views on the live-streaming platform is fake. Clicking in once counts as once. The same account clicking a hundred or eighty times can also count as a hundred or eighty times.

What does this data represent now?

It represents that only a very small part of the people watching quit, and everyone followed.

And Song Tan in the field had long forgotten about this, and at this moment she was just pondering—

Should she eat leek, vermicelli, and egg dumplings at night, or leek and oil residue stuffing, or leek boxes?

While thinking, she didn't forget to reply to Old Man Li's suggestion.

"Grandpa Li, what you said makes sense. I'll clean it up in two days. At that time, half of the field over there will have to be planted with leeks. Vegetables are selling well this year, so I plan to plant more."

It's just that I have to sow some seeds next, otherwise those leek roots are not enough at all.

As for Song Tan selling vegetables, Old Man Li is not completely unaware; he even knows the price!

But he kept his mouth shut and didn't tell anyone. He just chose the field where the ox eats when he pulls Chinese milk vetch, and didn't go to other places easily, so as not to delay others from making money.

Now he nodded: "Vegetables in the city are expensive. You asked me to clear out two pieces of land to raise vegetable seedlings before. After Qingming, I will uncover the straw covered on top."

"You can see how well they grow now! When the land is plowed and it's time to sow seeds, I will transplant the seedlings."

"At that time, I have to go to the bamboo forest on the side to cut some bamboo to build a frame for the cowpeas, cucumbers, bitter gourds, and loofahs..."

"And rice, I've seen it, the seedlings are growing really well! The rice in your house will definitely be fragrant this year."

"That's right."

Regarding this aspect, Song Tan was not polite at all:

"After tossing for so long, if I can't make some money, my parents' pension money will be folded in."

In the countryside, crying poor is the first element, otherwise, relatives and friends from all over the place, today this relative comes to borrow some money, tomorrow that relative goes to the field to pick some vegetables... what can you say?

It's better to set it for people from the beginning: this is for sale.

For things sold out, those who are slightly reasonable will be much more cautious.

For example, Old Man Li is.

As for those who are unreasonable, naturally there are ways to deal with them.

---Side Note---

Ah, the monthly suffering has come again.

It's really not easy to be a fairy...

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