C97 Can there be a little bit of morality

The old lady brought Lin Hao to the house that was used to grind soy milk.

Lin Hao was a little surprised that the thing used to grind the soy milk in front of him was actually a big stone. It seemed to be a long time ago. There were uneven scratches all over the surface, and some bean dregs.

Lin Hao caressed the stone block, a sharp sensation coming from his hand