Live broadcast: I am keeping bees deep in the tropical rainforest

Morning.

Su Ran got up to inspect.

He used 5 ml of spiritual lotion yesterday.

The freshly planted sweet potato field is very lush, as if it has been planted for a year.

More than a dozen trumpet-like purple flowers are hidden in potato vines.

Dendrobium also survived, clinging to the trees and stone crevices, and it was not obvious that it was broken and transplanted, and it grew into a large cluster of dendrobium, and the flowers were very bright.

Thousands of lavender trees bloom overnight, and the purple inflorescences are neat and beautiful.

Flower bees happily shuttle through it.

There are more flowers blooming in the valley.

It really gives people the feeling of purple and red.

Different seas of flowers bloom in the cracks of the stones, on both sides of the stream.

Firecracker flowers, lotuses, peonies, lavender, and so on, the list goes on.

"It's finally on scale. "

Su Ran returned to the courtyard with emotion and looked up at the lychee tree.

Su Zhi has already begun to hang fruit and will be able to eat it soon.

The second batch of fruit from the mango trees is also growing.

Then he will harvest two more fruits at the same time.

He put on the straw hat given by Lin Xiaoyu and carried a bag of mangoes.

Open your live stream.

Soon 120,000 people went online.

Su Ran walked out and greeted netizens: "Hello everyone." "

"I've been keeping bees for a long time. "

"Some empty beehives lack insect repellent medicine, and over time they will become moldy and grow nest worms. "

"So I went into the village today and cut the bark of the tree to boil the potion. "

"I feel comfortable with natural use. "

Netizens were shocked.

[The anchor is so powerful, he even understands Chinese medicine. 】

[It's fun to enter the village, please call Jiaojiao.] 】

[Haha, maybe you can still see the spirit sister. 】

[The results of the anchor vote came out, and Deng Qiqi lost, 30,000 votes worse than Wang Fei. 】

Su Ran saw the barrage.

It's a pity: "That's a pity." "

Wang Fei's diva is not called in vain, she has a lot of influence in the music world.

Tens of millions of viewers.

Deng Qiqi, as a junior, was only 30,000 votes short.

If she had eaten honey for a few months earlier, it would have been unknown who would have lost and who would have lost.

He received a thank-you message from Deng Qiqi in the morning, but she didn't mention the results.

Buzz.

Two bees flew out of the courtyard and landed on the straw hat.

(Cheche)

(Play)

Su Ran took off his straw hat, smiled and put it on again: "Xiaoqing, what are you doing when you come out~?"

Buzzing.

(Protection)

(Wang)

Xiaoqing buzzed, but it forgot that Su Ran was the queen bee and could feel its mood.

Very excited!

I see that you were infected by Xiao Ling'er, and you have become unprofessional.

[Poof, Xiaoqing, the other one must be Xiao Ling'er. 】

[Except for Xiao Ling'er, no bee is so sticky to the anchor. 】

[Strawberry shake, give away 10 rockets: Hello anchor, I like Xiao Linger very much, I am willing to pay 100,000 yuan to buy it. ] 】

[100,000!]

Other netizens were taken aback.

It's just a bee, and it costs 100,000 to buy it.

Crazy than the four tyrant sisters.

Su Ran shook his head: "I'm sorry." "

"I won't sell a single bee. "

After thinking about it, he added.

"I'm not short of money. "

More than 19 million.

As long as ordinary people don't get involved in yellow gambling powder, they won't be able to spend it in their lives.

Even if there is no money.

Nor would he be able to sell potpourberry bees.

Even his native bees have eaten feed and are smarter than other native bees.

Bees are treasures.

Interactive meeting with the live broadcast room.

Su Ran had already walked to the edge of the village, and he officially announced the mystery.

"The tree I'm looking for today is called the neem tree. "

"A lot of friends probably know. "

"It is one of the most common trees in the rural South. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Neem tree is also pronounced as a bitter love tree, because bitterness and love are homophonic, so it is endowed with lovesickness, a faint meaning of sorrow, coupled with its distribution characteristics, it has become a representative tree species of rural nostalgia. "

in the live broadcast room.

Many netizens bubbled.

[Neem tree I know, when I was a child, there were a lot of them, but now I can't see them. 】

[The flowers of the neem tree are super beautiful and fragrant, and there is one behind my yard!]

[Its fruit is more fun, when I was a child, my favorite was to pick neem fruit, a dozen is a slice.] 】

[This tree has a bitter taste, is a good material for making furniture, and will not grow insects.] 】

[This tree is poisonous, the anchor has to cut its bark... Do you want to make medicine for bees?】

Su Ran shook his head: "It's to kill insects." "

"But if the bees eat it, they won't die. "

After speaking.

He entered the village and came to the second uncle's house, where he met Su Yuan pushing a motorcycle and was about to take his wife and children out.

"Brother Ran!" Jiaojiao threw herself into his arms.

Immediately attracted by Su Ran's bag again, his big eyes lit up directly: "Is it a mango?"

"I've found out. "

[Hold the grass, Sister Jiao ate it for nothing again!]

[It's really enviable Sister Jiao, the childhood of being spoiled by the anchor. 】

"They seem to be going out. 】

Su Ran touched Jiaojiao's head and asked, ".~ Where are you going?"

Su Yuan quietly made a gesture for injection.

Netizens saw this.

Suddenly there was a puff of joy.

【Vaccination!】

[Ahaha, let you eat mangoes, wait for you to cry. 】

[This dad is too bad, Jiaojiao obviously doesn't know. 】

[She must know that she cried early, how can any child not be afraid of injections. 】

The barrage was full of discussions.

Su Ran smiled and took out a mango and stuffed it into Jiaojiao's hand.

The rest was taken back by Zhang Rong and put away.

He turned and walked away.

"Jiaojiao has to listen to her parents. "

Jiaojiao nodded excitedly.

"Hmm!"

"Brother Ran, goodbye!"

Su Ran made a few turns in the village and came to the other edge of the village.

I saw a small clearing in front of me, and two strange plants that were taller than a human were of two species.

There is a big tree more than ten meters high in the middle.

A buffalo rope is tied to the trunk of a tree, and it is leisurely eating (Li Nuohao) grass.

Su Ran looked up.

Countless small lilac flowers, like clouds and mist, shrouded in the branches.

A breeze blows.

Flowers fall like snow.

A bitter floral fragrance also hits the face.

Netizens were shocked again.

[What kind of tree is this, it's so beautiful!]

[There are so many flowers, as if they are covered in snow.] 】

[It's so romantic, it's so beautiful.] 】

Su Ran smiled and read slowly:

"The warblers in the courtyard are singing, and the butterflies are dancing on the wall. "

"The sky is fragrant and feathers, and the palace purple halo tassels. "

"The warmth is obsessed with green and trivial, and the mist is full of drawing. "

"I should only say goodbye in the spring and leave it with the Boshan furnace. "

This is exactly the poem written by Wen Tingyun, a poet of the Tang Dynasty Flower School, for this tree. "

"Friends, it's neem. "

Buzzing Village.

(Flowey)

Xiao Ling'er and Xiao Qing flew up the branches, ran back halfway, and hid under the brim of their straw hats.

(stinky).