The heavy stone roller rolled over the ground, leaving a shallow mark on the slightly damp soil.

All the small stones that were originally scattered on the ground were crushed into the soil.

That way, when it's time to thresh, they won't be able to mix in with the grain.

The rest of the people didn't feel too much when they saw these things, but the few people from Balloon who often participated in the game had a look of surprise in their eyes when they saw these traces.

What the Son of God said was right, this stone roller is indeed very useful. Apart from other things, just the fact that it can press the ground is worth the effort to make it.

The effect of this compaction is better than the effect of pounding it with tamping tools for a while.

More importantly, the ground is relatively flat, making it difficult to hide millet, rapeseed and other grains.

Now that the effects are so obvious, wouldn’t it be more useful to apply them to the battlefield when the time comes?

Looking at the stone roller that squeaked along with Uncle Deer's walking, Balloon and others began to look forward to the arrival of autumn.

After some experiments, the stone roller worked as expected. Han Cheng smiled and gave the wood a thumbs up, saying that he would make him a delicious meal in the evening.

The excited Mu Mu stood up straight, and then continued to use the hammer and chisel to hit the new stone roller with great enthusiasm.

After all, the area where the Qingque tribe grows millet is large enough, and there is only one stone roller, but time is not enough.

This is also the main reason why Han Cheng wants to move the threshing ground outside the tribe this year.

Although the courtyard of the Qingque tribe is large enough, it still seems crowded if so much millet is brought in at once...

After the experiment was over, Han Cheng led the old deer back to the yard and locked it in the deer pen.

It’s a little late today, so we won’t let them go out to look for food.

After doing all this, I habitually looked towards the place where the silkworms were kept, but did not see Sister Bai Xue.

Where did this little child bride go?

Normally, this girl wouldn't be too far away from the silkworms.

She thought so in her mind, but didn't care too much. After all, there was only this courtyard, and she wouldn't be able to run anywhere even if she ran.

Remembering that he would have a meal alone with Mu Tou in the evening, Han Cheng got up and went to the cave.

Some ingredients need to be processed and prepared in advance.

After preparing the ingredients, Han Cheng looked towards the place where the silkworms were kept, but still did not see Bai Xuemei. Han Cheng began to murmur in his heart.

Where did this girl go?

With doubts in his mind, he began to look for it in the yard intentionally, but he didn't see it after a round.

Han Cheng was a little anxious. After thinking about it and realizing that he hadn't looked inside the house yet, he hurried to the front of the house, opened the door and hurried in.

As soon as he walked into the room, he saw Bai Xue, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and Han Cheng let out a long sigh.

But he soon became worried again because Sister Bai Xue's condition was obviously not right.

At this moment, she was sitting on a wooden stool next to the edge of the kang, curled up with tears on her face. She looked particularly weak and helpless.

What happened? How did the usually cheerful little child bride become like this?

"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng walked over to her, squatted down, reached out and touched her pigtails, and asked with worry and concern.

It would have been better if Han Cheng didn't ask. After he asked, Bai Xuemei's mouth pursed and she cried even more.

"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng asked more and more anxiously.

However, Sister Bai Xue refused to speak. She just hugged Han Cheng's arm and sobbed.

What on earth happened? Why did a perfectly normal person suddenly start crying so sadly?

Han Cheng was full of confusion and worry.

After a long while, Sister Bai Xue, whose eyelids were red from crying, said with sobs, "Cheng... Brother Cheng, I... I'm going to die..."

Han Cheng, who was extremely anxious, was shocked when he heard Bai Xuemei's words. Why was she going to die? !

"What happened? What's wrong with you?"

Han Cheng asked anxiously.

"I... I'm bleeding, a lot, and no matter how hard I try to stop it, I can't stop it..."

After Bai Xuemei finished speaking with sobs and intermittent voices, she hugged Han Cheng's arms tighter with both hands and cried even more sadly.

Bleeding? A lot?!

Han Cheng was shocked and looked Bai Xue up and down, but he couldn't find any injuries.

"Where is the bleeding?"

Han Cheng asked with some surprise.

As soon as he asked the question, he realized something and looked at Sister Bai Xue with wide eyes. After looking carefully, he indeed saw some clues.

this……

Han couldn't help laughing out loud because it was a false alarm.

Sister Bai Xue cried even more aggrievedly. She was bleeding profusely and was about to die, but Brother Cheng was actually laughing...

Han Cheng finally stopped laughing when he saw this, and said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, you're not going to die, you've just grown up..."

With brother Cheng, who had completely transformed himself into a caring friend to women, sister Bai Xue gradually stopped crying and the fear in her heart gradually dissipated.

"Really?"

After a while, Bai Xuemei looked at Han Cheng doubtfully and asked.

Han Cheng nodded seriously: "Really!"

After realizing that she would not die and that this was just a symbol of growing up, Snow White suddenly became happy.

She was happy, but Han Cheng became melancholy.

Because he found that there seemed to be nothing good to use to entertain the child bride's relatives who came to visit for the first time.

Things like the seventh dimension and the moon goddess, which were everywhere in later generations, were nowhere to be seen at this time.

Just like the paper that can be found everywhere in later generations and that he misses so much now, it is a headache-inducing problem.

You can't let the child bride be like those female primitive people in the tribe, where they just find some hay and leaves, tie her up with animal skins and be done with it, right?

This is really too tough.

Han Cheng felt a headache and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Other people who traveled through time were doing great things, but he was just talking about trivial matters all day long...

The key is that I am always stumped by this matter.

Now there is a tendency to go further and further down the road of "friend of women"... This is really embarrassing for the group of time travelers.

Do I have to use linen?

This... isn't this too extravagant?

Once this method is popularized, a lot of linen will be consumed every year just for this purpose.

It would be fine if it was easy to use, but the problem is that the linen, which is not particularly soft, does not absorb water well...

This is really a headache.

"Bring a needle and thread!"

After struggling for a long time, the big-headed Han Dashenzi straightened his drooping head and shouted in a heroic voice.