Honey and Growth_1

"No, that's not right,"

Song Tan said with confidence and righteousness, "You forgot, these bees were bought from Uncle Beekeeper; they work for our family."

"This is pollen collected from our fields and turned into honey. Sister will leave some for them to feed their young later, and the rest we need to extract."

"It's perfectly normal, just like when Qiaoqiao does chores for the house, and Sister pays Qiaoqiao a salary."

Qiaoqiao, who half-understood, now cautiously brushed the bees aside with a feather duster.

His movements were extremely gentle, both slow and light.

Song Tan stood there holding the honeycomb, not rushing at all. It took a good ten minutes for the bees to be brushed away, leaving flat honeycombs of various shades of yellow.

Placing the honeycomb on a container, Song Tan carefully pointed out to Qiaoqiao:

"See, this whitish area, these are the bee's young; their larvae are hatching inside."