"What kind of nectar can those little wasps brew? It shouldn't contain spiritual energy, right?"
Zhao Rou said hesitantly.
Chen Muhe hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "We are no longer sure about Baiwei..."
The implication is that it is very possible that the nectar in Chen Baiwei's mouth contains spiritual energy.
The two fell into silent agreement.
Now that the daughter is more capable, they, as parents, are still just mortals.
outside the house.
The autumn colors are as thick as wine, and the red leaves reflect the blue water.
When the autumn wind turns the rice yellow, the rice bends with laughter, and the persimmon branches are covered with buds that look like pearls.
Among the tender green leaves, small and white flowers compete to bloom. They are gentle and charming, bringing people the hope of a good harvest and beautiful expectations.
In the stamens, small wasps tilted their round buttocks and were working hard to collect nectar.
Chen Baiwei stood on tiptoes and looked inside the beehive made of white shank wood.
The bees in the beehive crowded with each other, as if they were sharing each other's joy and sweetness. The honey and frankincense overflowed, and Chen Baiwei felt sweet in her heart.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed quickly, emerged from Chen Baiwei's sleeves, and rushed straight into the beehive's sweet honey to take a big bite.
The honey that was originally neatly and densely covered suddenly developed a large groove.
In the beehive, the queen bee seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and the worker bees huddled together. Silver bee needles appeared in the chaos, and they all targeted the uninvited guests and thieves who stole the honey.
Chen Baiwei saw the bee needle flashing and quickly shouted: "Xiaoba, don't mess around, come out quickly!"
As her scolding ended, the head of a thousand-year-old bastard with hair all over his head was revealed in a timid manner.
Chen Baiwei: "..."
It was still a little late to shout.
What she was worried about was not Honey, but Xiaoba.
Even if Xiao Ba advanced to become a first-level monster and hundreds of little wasps showed off their stings, it would not be easy to mess with.
Sure enough, Xiaoba suffered a lot and used the shrinking technique to shrink his body. Now his head is as big as the turtle's shell.
Under Chen Baiwei's comfort, the queen bee gradually calmed down, the worker bees put away their stingers, and the beehive returned to its former peace and diligence.
Hundreds of little wasps collect nectar step by step, flying lightly from one small flower to another, with their yellow buttocks exposed, looking cute and cute.
Different from Chen Baiwei's happy mood, Xiaoba's face was full of pain, and he felt that such a scene was extremely annoying.
How could these nasty little land insects have such dangerous weapons? !
But that yellow honey is really delicious!
"Xiaoba, although honey is delicious, you can't eat it secretly without consulting the owner."
The owner here represents not only Chen Baiwei herself, but also the queen bee.
Xiaoba lowered his head, realizing that he had done something wrong.
Chen Baiwei looked at its swollen head and did not continue to accuse it. It had already been punished.
The beehive was warm and peaceful. A white and tender hand reached in and gently touched the body of the fat queen bee.
The queen bee not only did not hide, but moved closer to the soft pancreas.
It stayed here for a little half a year, and gradually became spiritual. It roughly understood that it could enjoy such sweet honey in the warm beehive, all because of the woman in front of it.
Since it has received such a favor, it is naturally willing to donate the honey from the beehive.
Chen Baiwei felt its intimacy, caressed it for a while, and took out two pieces of honey.
The golden luster is like amber under the sun, magnificent, magical, sweet and attractive.
When Xiao Bayi saw the golden light of honey and smelled the sweet aroma in the air, his eyes widened and he stared at it, unwilling to leave, salivating.
It is common to find a tortoise who likes to eat meat, but it is not so common to find a tortoise who likes to eat sweets.
Chen Baiwei broke off the tempting corner of the honey, and a few drops of sticky sweet honey fell on the ground.
Xiaoba couldn't wait to rush out of Chen Baiwei's sleeves and licked up the few drops of honey that fell.
Chen Baiwei was slightly stunned, "Is it so delicious? This is all yours."
A dark shadow passed by, and a flicker of lightning snatched away a corner of honey from her hand.
Chen Baiwei looked at Xiaoba who was biting into the honey and eating it deliciously, and said in surprise: "I've never seen you run so fast when eating spiritual rice!"
Xiaoba remained silent, and the only answer she received was the sound of chewing without hesitation.
Chen Baiwei shook her head helplessly, raising a greedy little bastard.
She simply cast a spell to filter the remaining fresh honey.
Honey is very clean with almost no impurities.
After processing the fresh honey, Chen Baiwei added water from the lake in the backyard, made a bowl of honey-sweet water and gave it to Chen Muhe.
"Mom, you can use the water from the lake in the backyard to cook in the future. I have seen the water and it has the potential to become a spiritual spring. You can use it to soak in the honey of hundreds of flowers and drink it. The effect will be the best."
She specially told the little golden dragon to take care of the lake in the backyard like the persimmon tree. The little golden dragon was obedient and obedient. The water quality of the lake in the backyard has gradually improved.
Zhao Rou was stunned for a while. She looked at that lake every day, but why didn't she see any difference?
She looked at Chen Muhe as if asking for help.
Baiwei’s father, do you see what’s special about that lake?
The eye interaction between the two people can only be understood by both parties.
Chen Muhe patted her hand silently, "Mei Rou, Baiwei is a monk, and her vision is better than ours!"
Zhao Rou shook her head.
That makes sense!
There are three people in the family, only Baiwei is a Qi-training monk and has grown a first-level spiritual plant.
From now on, no matter whether what Baiwei said is right or not, she will definitely listen!
"Mom knows, don't worry Baiwei. From now on, everything mom does will use the water from that lake!"
Zhao Rou looked determined, as if she had made a very important decision.
Chen Baiwei couldn't help but laugh, "Mom, you can feel free to do it as you like. There is no need to be so formal. It's just that Dad is weak. Drinking the water and honey from the lake will help you get better faster."
Zhao Rou nodded heavily, "Mom, I understand!"
She looked serious, and Chen Baiwei didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Hahaha, Baiwei is full of filial piety, my father is so happy!"
Chen Muhe laughed heartily.
He is really happy.
What more can a husband ask for when his wife and daughter are like this?
Holding the sweet water soaked in hundred-flower honey, Chen Muhe drank it all in one gulp.
At this moment, his mouth and heart were all sweet.
"Delicious, so delicious!"
Chen Muhe's eyes shone brightly and he couldn't help but slap his thigh.
Although this hundred-flower honey water did not reach the level of first-order spiritual honey, it was warm and sweet in the mouth, and it did not feel greasy at all. There was even a very weak trace of spiritual energy soaking into his heart and spleen. His mind suddenly became brighter and he was in a good mood.
"Baiwei, how much of this kind of honey do you have?"
His eyes were bright, and Zhao Rou started to look forward to it.
Baiwei got something good again!
Chen Baiwei smiled and said: "Dad, it's not too much honey, but it's enough for us to drink this winter."
