The warehouse is not big, and a shop will take up most of the space.

Zhao Jingzhi became anxious after finishing the pack. Jiangnan was conservative. She wanted to marry Wang Hong like this, so she was so embarrassed when she saw everyone. She thought about going to see her family again and asking for an accurate statement.

During the day, when the classmates were in and out, she felt embarrassed to talk to Wang Hongti. It was not until dark that she pulled Wang Hong and wanted to go home to check it out.

In the alley behind the Zhao family, the two gangs who were originally staring there had already left.

Wang Hong knocked on the window a few lightly, and a very small voice came from the window: "Zhizhi?"

Zhao Jingzhi said excitedly: "It's me."

The sound was a little loud, and Wang Hong quickly patted her on the back.

I heard Zhao's father say inside: "The Japanese are still guarding you, saying that you are an accomplice, you can hide for a while first."

Zhao's father couldn't help but be curious and then asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Zhao Jingzhi whispered: "The Japanese want to harm me, and Wang Hong saved me."

When Wang Hong heard his name, he immediately came to the window and said, "Uncle, I am Wang Hong, I want to propose marriage to you."

After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. He shouldn't say this when he proposed a marriage.

When Zhao's father heard that the expectant son-in-law who had never met before, he was stunned for a moment.

He was unwilling to marry his daughter in such a hurry. But he also knew that if it fell into the hands of the Japanese, his daughter would be ruined. A big girl could not live independently in this era. It was not very satisfied with marrying Wang Hong, but it was the only choice.

He turned his head to look at his mother and wife, and the three of them nodded at the same time.

Then he looked at the crack in the window and said in an official language in an uncomfortable way: "It's all like this. You can get married first and make up for it later (week). I have never suffered any hardships and don't know anything. Please be more considerate."

It was clearly talking about a happy event, but Zhao Jingzhi's shoulders trembled violently and got married. She had a lot of things to say, but she didn't know what to say. She lost control of her emotions and slowly leaned against Wang Hong and cried silently.

Wang Hong was also feeling sad. He hugged Zhao Jingzhi and replied: "I will take good care of Zhizhi."

Inside the house, Zhao's father also comforted Zhao Jingzhi's grandmother and mother.

For a moment, the inside and outside of the window became quiet.

Suddenly, the sound of opening the ward came from the front. I heard Zhao's father say nervously: "The Japanese soldiers are out, you can leave quickly."

Wang Hong quickly pulled Zhao Jingzhi to hide outside the alley. Sure enough, there was a team of Japanese people walking around the alley. The two of them looked at the Zhao family blankly, but they did not dare to take the risk to talk to the window.

Turning back to the grinding shed, Zhao Jingzhi got into the quilt first, but wrapped herself tightly with the quilt.

Wang Hong also got into his bed, and he only knew that the marriage had been made. Zhao's father, also his father-in-law, agreed to get married, and the girls around him were within reach.

But looking at Zhao Jingzhi who rolled the quilt into a ball, he didn't know how to start.

Tear the quilt open?

He looked around with some guilt. The thin plates on the small warehouse were shining through the light. Something was still rushing around. From time to time, there were sounds. On the train lane not far away, the Japanese soldiers' patrol steps were clearly visible.

Wang Hong suddenly realized that it seemed that something was not suitable for this place. If Zhao Jingzhi shouted, I'm afraid that many people would stick their ears to them.

While he was thinking about what to do, Zhao Jingzhi suddenly stretched out his head and said, "We are not in a hurry to leave, are we?" Without waiting for Wang Hong to answer, "You go and build a small house, we will get married there. At that time, you and Li Chen and the others will kill the Japanese, and I will wait for you there, okay?"

After saying that, he retracted his head into the bed.

The last voice was so cute that Wang Hong's bones were so crispy.

The wife made a request, but Wang Hong, who was not easy to attack, had to lie down honestly, suppress his heart, and think about how to build a small house.

Marriage is a big joy. Whether you rent or buy a house, you have to need some money, right? This is a payment.

But, I have to raise a wife in the future, right? This is another amount of money.

Where does the money come from?

Zhao Jingzhi seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and exposed his head again, saying, "You should first find Li Chen and the others to rent a room for us. When the Japanese stop staring at our house, I will ask my mother to take out the dowry prepared for me and pay them back."

Wang Hong was embarrassed to hear that, not only can’t handle the marriage, but renting a house as a new house, can’t use his wife’s dowry, right?

He thought for a while and said, "I'll borrow it from Li Shuai. Li Chen and the others are still students, so they have to ask their families for money."

Zhao Jingzhi realized that she was not thinking well, and nodded, agreeing with Wang Hong's idea.

Before she could shrink her head back, Wang Hong stretched out his hand, but Zhao Jingzhi, who was not practicing martial arts, immediately grabbed his hand and whispered: "Not here."

Wang Hong had no choice but to hold his hands and think about it. After a while, he turned to the major issue of how to make money to support his family.

He had to bear the wanted order to limit his many thoughts, and he couldn't help but think, it would be great if his parents were here.

When he thought of his parents, he was shocked and found a wife here. He had not written a letter to his parents and said what. Tomorrow, I will write a letter to Shandong tomorrow, and I don’t know if I can send a letter now.

After writing down this big thing, I continued to think about how to make money.

He thought: if he had martial arts, he would set up a dark field if he couldn't do it. Anyway, the swords and swords were used in military formations, and he would not steal the jobs of the boxing room that had a pole stand.

Although these ancient Chinese martial arts cannot kill enemies head-on like guns and cannons, they can kill them even when attacking, and self-defense at home is still useful, and there will always be people who come to learn it.

Feeling the warmth in Zhao Jingzhi's hands, Wang Hong said to her: "I want to set up a boxing room to teach people. They are all real things that kill people. There should be many people who want to learn, so don't let our mother rush to send the dowry here."

Zhao Jingzhi said "um", grabbed his hand tightly and said, "Then go to bed."

The major events in life have been resolved. Although the wife is not good, Wang Hong is not anxious. He thought about how to open a secret scene and what to teach. As he thought about it, he fell asleep.

In the martial arts circle, the position of pole-sticking is a bright field, which refers to a martial arts teaching place that has a reputation, publicly teaches folk martial arts, and enrolls students in the imperial examination content. All the national martial arts museums, folk martial arts halls, and rural boxing rings that teach public apprentices are bright field.

The biggest feature of the dark field is not secret teaching, but not people from the world.

The dark field that everyone knows is the category of only teaching martial arts in the same tribe and religion. The most famous one is the boxing ring in Chenjiagou and Chen Changxing in Chenjiagou.

But the dark field is more unknown, mainly the kung fu of secret doors. The light skills of elephants such as jumping over houses, flying eaves and walls, geckos wandering around the walls, and pulling onions in dry land can easily cause misunderstandings among the government, the people and fellow practitioners, so since ancient times, they have been secretly taught.

Wang Hongshi's dark scene was because his identity could not be made public and could only be taught in private.
Chapter completed!