The stone mill is a traditional tool for grinding grains. Modern people use blenders to save time and effort, but in the 1970s, technology had not evolved to this point, so only stone mills could be used.

The stone mill is composed of two round stones. The upper stone is called the rolling stone and the lower stone is called the millstone. When using it, pour the rice into the stone mill, and then rotate the rolling stone vigorously so that it contacts the millstone, and the rice can be ground into powder.

There was a small river under the main road of the brigade. Jiang Chunlin fetched half a bucket of water, cleaned the millstone, and then started grinding rice flour.

There are cows in the village, and if you want to use the cows to grind rice noodles, you have to pay the village. Jiang Chunlin has plenty of energy, so he turns the millstone himself.

The rolling stone and the millstone made a squeaking sound when they came into contact.

As he turned around, Jiang Chunlin thought of that night when he and Shen Qinghe were rubbing against each other like a rolling stone and a millstone, and his abdomen began to feel hot again.

He glanced at Shen Qinghe, who was standing aside with a towel ready to wipe his sweat at any time, with disgust in his eyes. It must be because she was standing there that he was reminded of that night.

Shen Qinghe looked at Jiang Chunlin in confusion. She was standing there without saying anything or doing anything, so why was he looking at her with disdain?

Did he think she didn't help?

But she couldn't seem to help, as Jiang Chunlin could do it on his own. If she went over to him, she would only make things worse.

After thinking for a while, she handed the kettle to Jiang Chunlin, "Would you like some water?"

Jiang Chunlin stood there without moving, still maintaining the posture of turning the millstone, and looked at Shen Qinghe quietly.

Shen Qinghe looked at Jiang Chunlin suspiciously. He didn't turn the millstone or drink water, but just stared at her. Why?

"My hand is occupied, can't you see it?" Jiang Chunlin said coldly when he saw Shen Qinghe didn't react, but his ears slowly turned red.

Shen Qinghe glanced at Jiang Chunlin, holding a small spoon in one hand to add glutinous rice into the millstone at any time, and using the other hand to push the millstone at any time.

She stepped forward and held the kettle to his lips.

A faint fragrance wafted over, and the burning sensation in the abdomen became more intense.

Jiang Chunlin took a few gulps of water and frowned, "Stay away from me!"

Shen Qinghe, "..."

What a dog! He was the one who asked her to feed him water and he was also the one who asked her to stay away. If he had the ability, he could make his mouth longer and hook it to the kettle to drink water.

It was almost dark when they finished grinding the rice flour, so they walked back together.

"Qinghe." Jiang Xiaohui had just returned from the river, holding a basin of washed clothes in his hand. He looked at Shen Qinghe and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He heard Qi Qingmei say this by the river, and he knew that Shen Qinghe was greedy and loved to eat delicious food.

She bought so many things at the supply and marketing cooperative today, how could Jiang Chunlin let her go?

"Jiang Xiaohui, do you think I'm dead?" Jiang Chunlin stepped forward, blocking Jiang Xiaohui's view of Shen Qinghe, and looked at him angrily.

If he hadn't been holding glutinous rice flour in his hand and was afraid of getting it dirty by putting it on the ground, he would have kicked Jiang Xiaohui into the river to cleanse his brain.

Shen Qinghe was almost annoyed with Jiang Xiaohui. When she saw her, she was like a dog staring at a bone. She didn't even look at Jiang Xiaohui, but pulled Jiang Chunlin's arm and left.

Jiang Chunlin, who was originally full of anger, had his arm held by the little hand, and the anger in his heart inexplicably dissipated a lot.

He turned his head to look at Shen Qinghe's rosy little face, and suddenly knew what he wanted her to do.

After returning home, Jiang Chunlin went to the kitchen to boil water. Shen Qinghe looked at him in confusion. He mostly went to the river to wash, and didn't think much about tidying up his things.

Glutinous rice flour cannot be stored for a long time, so she plans to make it all into glutinous rice noodles and spicy noodles early tomorrow morning.

When she saves enough money, she will find a way to get a plane ticket for sewing. She wants to make money in a nice way, not in the rigors of life.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Jiang Chunlin bring a large basin into the room, and then filled it with hot water for her, "Take a shower first."

Shen Qinghe looked at him in confusion. She had the illusion that "if someone is too nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief"!

Jiang Chunlin had no expression on his face and went out carrying the empty bucket.

Shen Qinghe looked at the steaming water, hesitated for a second, then took off her clothes and took a shower.

Is there anyone who provides bad service?

But she regretted it after taking a shower.

Jiang Chunlin pushed her to the corner of the kang, his hot breath blowing on her face, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

"Shen Qinghe, don't you want to make a deal with me? I will teach you how to fight and you will sleep with me."

Shen Qinghe, "..."