"Brother, honey is gone this year." Wu Cuimei said, "But there are still some August taro and sweet potatoes. If you want them, then take some back."

August taro is actually a small taro.

The small taro is planted in the mountains and is dug in August. As long as it is stored properly, it can be stored until the next year when taro is planted.

Although there is no honey at home this year, there are still a lot of crops such as taro and sweet potatoes.

When my uncle heard that there was no honey and sweet potatoes and taro, he was very happy. He hurriedly followed Wu Cuimei to pick up half of the bag of taro and sweet potatoes.

The eldest uncle picks up, and the second uncle also has to pick up.

After each of them picked up a bag of taro and a bag of sweet potatoes, they hurriedly called for their son to carry it.

My uncle had only one son to come with him, so Liu Qingshan had to help him deliver the sweet potatoes to the car.

Because there is a ramp that is dozens of meters long from Cement Village Road to his yard. The ramp is narrow and cannot be accessed by four-wheelers, the car driven by my uncle and others can only park on the flat ground at the end of Cement Village Road.

The car I drove today was my second cousin’s car, a brand new white BMW.

Oh, no, it's Baojun.

"Qingshan, do you see? As long as you work hard, there will be a car and a house sooner or later." My uncle patted the white van with pride and said, "Look at your second cousin, you have to raise three or four children. Now you have not only built a house, but also bought a car. Do you have to learn more from your second cousin, do you know?"

Liu Qingshan nodded and did not smile.

After all, I don’t even have a wheel at the car now, so I really can’t laugh.

Moreover, my uncle was right. My second cousin raised three children and one grandson, built a new house and bought a new car. He was really a very hardworking person.

No wonder he was so stingy. Today he came to his house for the holidays and came empty-handedly, so his second uncle brought a box of eight-treasure porridge. If he wasn't stingy, how could he save so much money?

Seeing that Liu Qingshan didn't say anything, my uncle continued to boast: "This car costs 50,000 or 60,000 yuan. Qingshan, if you work hard, you will definitely be able to afford it after four or five years."

Liu Qingshan:...

After seeing off his uncle and others, Liu Qingshan returned home and told his parents about his uncle's pride just now.

My mother smiled and said, "Your uncle is such a virtue, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"I know." Liu Qingshan nodded, "But then again, if there is honey at home, mom, would you give it to my uncle?"

Wu Cuimei said without thinking: "If there is really, what if it's a pound or two?"

"Oh." Liu Qingshan sighed, "Luckily, there is no one at home."

"No, fortunately, I didn't go to find honey this year, otherwise I would definitely lose all my money for your mother." Liu Yuanhe also expressed his dissatisfaction, "Honey is so expensive, and it's money to sell it. I'll give it to them for free. Apart from saying a few good words to you, what can you get?"

Wu Cuimei hummed disapprovingly: "Hmph, what do you know? No matter how expensive honey is, it is not for people to eat, it will be gone after eating. But family affection is for a lifetime. If you have it at home, what if you give it a little?"

Forget it, it won't work to reason with women.

But then again, it’s the winter solstice now, and wild honey has accumulated over a year, so it should be a lot.

Although the mountains and forests around the village were largely renovated by mountaineers, it is difficult to find wild honeycombs, but as long as you go to a little deeper mountain, you may still find wild honey.

The village chief’s honey is certainly wild, because not only are wild bees coming to build nests, but also wild bees going to collect nectar.

However, his beehive is placed in the mountains around the village, with limited plant species and limited flowers, and lacking natural accumulation and precipitation. Its value is far lower than that of wild honey that is truly native to the deep mountains and old forests.

Therefore, if even the village chief’s honey can be sold for 200 yuan per pound, then the truly wild deep mountain honey probably will be sold for 300 yuan per pound.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan was lying on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

It’s not that I can’t sleep with the delicious taste of wild honey, but that I can’t sleep with the value contained in wild honey.

Just imagine how much honey stock you need in the endless mountains and forests behind Xishan Village. If he could find these honey and exchange them for money, let alone buying a car, it would probably be a problem to buy a house in the city.

Of course, it is too far to boast about buying a new house in the county town.

After all, he has not even achieved the small goal of buying a car.

However, Liu Qingshan was not worried. Because he now thought of a way to find money - honey.

Early in the morning, Liu Qingshan cleaned the plastic bucket in the patio.

Wu Cuimei stood up and looked at the sound of water. When she saw her son squatting in the patio, rinsing the plastic bucket with a water pipe while rinsing it with a brush, she couldn't help but wonder: "Qingshan, what are you doing in this early morning?"

Before dawn, the light of the energy-saving lamp in the main hall was scattered in the patio, hazy, as if nothing had yet to wake up from the sleep. Only the silly man, with the tireless water flow in his hands, isolating the quiet and tiredness of the night with the awakening of an outsider.

Liu Qingshan smiled at his mother and said excitedly: "Mom, I've decided, I won't dig the three-forks for now. I'm going to go into the mountain to find honey today."

"Ah?" Wu Cuimei didn't expect that her son would be worried and surprised, "Qingshan, why are you so many things? She used to dig a three-fork and said she wanted to make New Year's flowers to sell, so I won't talk about you anymore, but now, your three-fork hasn't been sold yet, why did you think about finding honey again?"

"Mom, it's okay to find honey."

"But, you can't be so stubborn when doing things, you have to be more serious."

"Mom, I'm not serious. The three-forks are New Year's flowers, and you have to wait until the Chinese New Year is approaching. Moreover, I have dug a lot now, enough to sell them. It's already very good to sell the three-forks I dug back in small places like ours. So I think it doesn't matter if I don't dig it first. Anyway, there are no barefoot doctors dig medicine now, and they are safe to grow in the mountains."

Liu Qingshan's explanation made Wu Cuimei feel a little relieved: "But, Qingshan, there should be no wild honey in the mountains now."

Not that the mountains around the village have been severely renovated in recent years, and many big trees and mountains have been damaged. The originally wild bees have been lured into artificial beehives. It is really difficult to find wild honey around the village.

"Mom, don't worry, I didn't plan to look around the village, I planned to look for it farther away." Liu Qingshan recalled, "When I went into the mountains to find wild boars and Sanchazi, I was optimistic about the route. In the deeper mountains, there were many wild wood forests, and the deeper the wild wood forests, the more densely there were. There must be a lot of wild honey in those places."

"Deep Mountain?" Wu Cuimei was shocked immediately, "Qingshan, are you still planning to go to Deep Mountain? Are you afraid that your butt has not been stabbed yet?"

Liu Qingshan had a dark face: "Mom, don't always talk about my butt? Besides, how can you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den?"

Wu Cuimei: "Ah? What? Do you still have to fight tigers?"

Liu Qingshan:...
Chapter completed!