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"Sister Lian, don't tell me you don't want me to go?”Jun Wu did not know what Zhang Lian was feeling at that moment and could not help but ask. Because he had told her about it after he thought of becoming a soldier. She didn't object!

"Hehe, a good man has ambitions in all directions. Why would I object to you becoming a soldier? Zhang Lian hesitated for a long time before she finally spoke her mind." If you leave, who will accompany me to watch the sunset?" Who can accompany me for a chat?"

"It's okay. We can write letters. Besides, we all have cell phones, so it's very convenient to contact each other.”Jun Wu comforted.

"Idiot! If you go to the army, your phone will be confiscated. I heard that the army doesn't allow cell phones.”

"Is that so? I've never heard of that." Jun Wu suddenly felt disappointed. If he was not allowed to bring his phone, wouldn't he become deaf and blind? It seemed that once a person became a soldier, they did not have that much freedom.

"If it really doesn't work, let's write a letter! Hehe…Also, chatting online is fine too. No matter how strict the army's discipline was, they couldn't stop them from going to the internet cafe!”Jun Wu was naturally optimistic. He thought, in modern society, no one can stop two people from communicating!

As they walked, they talked until they were a little sad. They walked out of the grove and came to the pond. In front of them, there was a small house.

Junwu was no stranger to this small house. In the beginning, this small house was used to store irrigation machinery. It was actually a water pump, using a single-cylinder diesel engine as the driving force to irrigate the nearby ten acres of fertile land.

Later, when the weather was good, the village changed the irrigation room into a flour processing room, and the flour machine replaced the original water pump. Back then, the countryside was very poor. Most villages could not afford machinery and equipment.

Flour processing houses had been built here, and the nearby villages all came here to process flour. Although the processing fees did not earn much money, they could not withstand the large number of people coming. It was more than 10,000 yuan a year.

Secretary Zhang earned the first bucket of gold for the village's sideline production here. After that, the village bought a small tractor, which made Jun Zhuang a modern and wealthy village.

After the reform and opening up, the land was contracted. Because the ten acres of farmland had fallen under Secretary Zhang's name, this small house had unknowingly taken on the surname Zhang.

"Junwu, do you want to go in and take a look?”Zhang Lian invited him warmly.

"Heh, the weather is so cold. The room must be cold too, right?”Jun Wu seemed hesitant. In fact, it wasn't about whether it was hot or cold. The key was that although he and Zhang Lian had some legends of love, the two of them were very traditional and had never been alone together.

In the countryside, it would be fine if two young people walked and talked in the fields. However, once they entered the house, things were different. In order to protect Zhang Lian's pure image as a young girl, he should be avoiding suspicion, right?

Zhang Lian didn't have any worries. She took out a bunch of keys and walked towards the door.

"Da Da!" The lock on the door opened.

"Please!" Zhang Lian attacked Jun Wushen and made a comical inviting gesture.

Jun Wu, who was originally hesitant, saw Zhang Lian's enthusiasm and felt that if he refused, it would be a waste of her good intentions. He walked into the house openly.

The room was a little dark, but when Zhang Lian turned on the lights, the scene in the room was instantly displayed in front of Jun Wu.

Jun Wu was no stranger to the layout of this house. There were two rooms inside and outside. The outer room was large and was equipped with a diesel engine and flour processing machine. The inner room was a small office where the accountant collected fees and did accounts.

Now, the two machines were still there, but the desk inside had been removed. A small brick bed had been placed at some point.

It was originally a cold winter, but the house was warm. When he smelled the smoke of firewood coming from the Kang hole, Jun Wu knew that the Kang had been burned by firewood during the day.

"You're here to burn the brick bed?" Jun Wu found it strange. No one usually came here in winter. Why did Zhang Lian burn the brick bed?

"Yes, I am." Zhang Lian told him," This afternoon, our family steamed rice cakes. The steamer that we usually use isn't big enough. I came to get a big steamer and burn the kang while I was at it.”As he said that, he pointed to the corner of the wall. Jun Wu looked and saw a tall and sharp steamer.

"It's getting hot on the brick bed." Zhang Lian walked straight to the heated bed and reached under a thin blanket. She called out to Jun Wu,"Come. Get on the bed and cover your feet."

The two of them felt a little cold, so they took off their cotton shoes without any explanation and got on the small Kang. They stretched their feet under the Kang blanket and laid a layer of mat on the Kang.

It was probably just woven this year. Jun Wu felt that the new mat was slightly pricked at his feet, and he couldn't help but lean closer to Zhang Lian…

Zhang Lian's body trembled as she approached him. Jun Wu immediately felt that this action was a little ambiguous and quickly left a little.

The small heated brick bed did not have much surface area. Even if they avoided it, their bodies would inevitably touch, especially their feet under the folded blanket. They had to touch even if they did not want to.

In fact, the two of them were childhood sweethearts. They had played together and studied together since they were young. It was not like they had never had intimate contact. However, now that she had graduated and had become a young man, the scent of the opposite sex would become irresistible once she got close.

However, since that was the case, if he didn't express some intimacy and still had to pay attention to the cliché of men and women not touching each other, it would be disappointing.

Perhaps it was because she needed to release the feelings she had for many years, Zhang Lian leaned on Jun Wu first and asked intimately,"Junwu, are you hungry?" As he spoke, he unbuttoned his down jacket.

This…this! When Jun Wu saw Zhang Lian like this, he was instantly frightened and his body trembled.

In the countryside, there was a symbolic action for men and women to flirt. That was, the woman unbuttoned her shirt and let the man drink milk. As she ate, she shouted," Good son, good son..."

Usually, the ones who did this were married adulterers. However, some open-minded young men and women could not help but learn this kind of obscene behavior during the process of dating. Could it be that the intellectual youth, Zhang Lian, had also learned the ways of rural women?

After unbuttoning his shirt, Jun Wu stared at the thing that Zhang Lian had taken out. It was not a woman's thing, but a white towel wrapped around something. Zhang Lian slowly opened it, and it was actually a steaming hot rice cake.

The rice cakes here were all made of yellow rice. Sticky teeth were its specialty. For Zhang Lian to bring this steaming hot rice cake here, she must have cooled it down first and waited for the stickiness on the surface to subside before wrapping it with a towel and bringing it to her bosom.

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