Wang Hong asked curiously: "Yes, what are your family and you?"

Zhao Jingzhi said nothing, and she was still wondering why her father said that.

Seeing that she did not answer, Wang Hong had to sit awkwardly and look around.

The moon slowly hid behind the clouds, except for a little light in the distance, it was dark everywhere. Wang Hong suddenly discovered something he didn't expect.

Why are these two people staying overnight outside without sending Zhao Jingzhi into the house?

The idea of ​​returning to Li Shuai's house flashed out and he threw it behind him. It would be fine if he went to borrow a few nights by himself, but it would be too much to take a female student.

Build a straw shed? Or build a ground nest? Or set up a horse rack?

He also discovered that it was not a one-night or two-night event, and Zhao Jingzhi might have to follow him for a while.

What should I do about this, this?

The young man Mu Qingai is human nature, and bravery is the chivalrous of a warrior. But when Wang Hong turns these two into a girl's food, clothing, housing, transportation and safety, Wang Hong's mind is not enough.

If he was alone, he would lend some money to some acquaintances, find some work to make a meal on the way, and find a place to go to Shandong overnight.

But Zhao Jingzhi is a big girl!

How can she eat and sleep?

It's hard to take her back to Shandong.

It’s hard to stay here and wait for something to go home.

Wang Hong's mind was turning sharply, but he didn't have any good idea.

But I didn't expect that all this was exactly the result that Chi Tian Junping wanted.

Zhao Jing's heart was in a mess for a long time and slowly began to sort out what happened today. With her intelligence, she soon understood what her father meant: Liu Baochang appeared at his home late at night, and his father said that there were Japanese guarding him at home, so it must be the Japanese who regarded Wang Hong and her as a group.

I can’t go home, and I have to have a support outside.

That's why my father said this.

Her heart was in chaos.

If you can’t go back to your home, will the world abandon yourself?

Do you really have to go far away and hide in a foreign land to marry and have children with Wang Hong?

In this era, those who didn't go to school got married early. According to common sense, there was no problem with her and Wang Hong's marriage at age, but she always felt that things like falling in love and getting married were still far away from her. Now she was suddenly forced by fate and felt fear.

After thinking about it, Zhao Jingzhi didn't realize that before today, she and Wang Hong were still strangers who had never spoken.

After a long time, she thought of Wang Hong asking her and said in a low voice: "Well, my dad asked us to go far away."

Wang Hong, who was worried, was stunned when he heard this and thought, it would be better to go far away, just avoid the Japanese.

But he didn't know a certain trick and thought about how to find food for two people and find a place to sleep in the details, and he didn't even think about the intention of a lonely man and a widow who went away.

Seeing that Zhao Jingzhi was still bowing his head and sad, he comforted him and said, "Zhizhi, don't be afraid. Let's hide outside for a few days first. When the Japanese leave, I will accompany you home to see you. If it really doesn't work, we will follow your father's words and go away and come back in a few years."

Zhao Jingzhi responded powerlessly to Wang Hong: "Okay". She bowed her head and accepted her fate and thought: Let's fly far away, so she can fly far away, and hope Wang Hong can be better for him.

Wang Hong felt that Zhao Jingzhi beside him hugged his shoulder, and cut off the thoughts that he could not understand at all, and decided to take a step first.

He looked at the lights of the train station in the distance and said, "Yes, wait, I'll get back from the station with a quilt."

After saying that, he stood up with a bayonet.

Zhao Jingzhi thought to himself: Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog. He also stood up, pulled his sleeves and followed him.

When Wang Hong saw that she was going with him, he was surprised and soon came over with a self-righteous understanding. He thought Zhao Jingzhi was afraid of the darkness and did not dare to stay here alone.

The moving room was less than 100 meters away from the main building of the railway station, and only one Japanese soldier was guarding it. Wang Hong took a walk around and then set his sights on it.

Zhao Jingzhi whispered to him: "Do you want to kill that Japanese?" Wang Hong said "hmm" and said to Zhao Jingzhi: "I'll go there myself, you'll wait for me here, if there is a gunshot, you can run into the mountains."

In the darkness, Zhao Jingzhi gave him a fierce look and said, "Idiot! If the gunshots really hit, how far can I run?"

Taking advantage of the night, she mustered up the courage, hugged his arm, grabbed his hand, and leaned against Wang Hong: "Let's go together, don't let the gunshots."

The soft and warm hands made Wang Hong open half of his orifice.

The two of them had close contact in the morning, and they were forced out by bullets. At some point, they felt like they were lovers. But when they left that environment, the girl never took the initiative.

At this time, Zhao Jingzhi took the initiative to hold, hold, and lean on him. Wang Hong was a martial arts fanatic, and had never contacted a girl again, and he knew what was going on. His heart suddenly became shaking.

Marry her ~

Marry her ~

Marry her ~

These three words float around in my mind.

Seeing that Wang Hong was standing there again, Zhao Jingzhi had to shake his arm and whisper: "Why don't you leave?"

Wang Hong let out a sigh, calmed down, and took her hand and slowly walked towards the moving room.

A train turned out from behind Yuanbao Mountain, and a light column at the front of the car broke through the dark side. Only then did the two of them see that the Japanese was already standing on the side of the railway more than 20 meters away with a rifle.

The two of them were so scared that they took advantage of the train and ran to the back of the moving room to hide.

Wang Hong nervously carried the bayonet, and waited until the train was about to pass, and then he slowly moved to the door of the moving room.

Zhao Jingzhi wanted to follow him again, but this time Wang Hong immediately pressed her down, looked at the window on the edge of the moving room, and stood at the corner of the wall.

The train passed by normally, and the Japanese soldier carried his gun behind him and turned around to the moving room.

When he walked into the door, Wang Hong jumped out of the house and stabbed the bayonet from the back rib. Before the Japanese soldier could struggle, the bayonet was pushed out and then stabbed it in diagonally. After two slaps, the Japanese soldier immediately fell to the ground and smelled a foul smell from his lower body.

Wang Hong breathed a sigh of relief. This time he took the initiative to attack the Japanese soldiers. He was still a little nervous when he rushed out.

The bayonet was covered with blood, so he could only wipe the Japanese soldier's clothes. But he was thinking:

I have been practicing sword for more than ten years and thought I could break through thousands of troops, but who knew that killing a Japanese would have to rely on sneak attacks? Alas!

The moving room is not big, with a single kang, a stove that is setting fire, and a bunch of food on the small table.

Wang Hong immediately went to the rolled bedding on the kang.

Zhao Jingzhi looked in the window next to him and saw a Japanese soldier lying on the ground. Wang Hong was rolling up the bedding. She plucked her courage and turned to the door. But when she saw the thrust Japanese soldier lying on the ground, she was so scared that her legs were weak. She quickly walked around and hugged Wang Hong.

Wang Hong hugged her with some enjoyment, and asked her to clean up the bedding. He took off the small backpack on the wall and put all the food on the table in. After thinking about it, he took out the Japanese soldier's rifle, bayonet, scabbard and bullets, and then pulled Zhao Jingzhi, who had been holding the bedding, and walked up the mountain again.

This was the first time Zhao Jingzhi left her family to spend the night outside. She held the bedding and looked at Wang Hong in front of her, feeling uneasy.

Along the way, Wang Hong was a little surprised that Zhao Jing behind him didn't say anything, as if he was asleep, letting him lead him.

He could only find a shack of rotten grass on the edge of Jiudaogou. He used a bayonet to hit some long grass nearby, and spread the bedding on the grass. Then the two of them stared at the bedding in a daze.

Wang Hong felt that this beautiful girl would be with him sooner or later.

But now, I'm afraid it's not that time yet, and he is not prepared for that matter.

He has the courage to kill someone and dare to do something like this are two different directions.

He didn't know what to say, his big boy was just a piece of blank paper.

Zhao Jingzhi felt comfortable holding her, but if she wanted to do it, she didn't know how to tell this lovely girl.

He was really timid. He didn't dare to show his timidity.

My heart trembled for a long time before I said to Zhao Jingzhi: "Zhizhi, you are sleeping under the quilt, I am sitting outside and guarding me. If there is any movement, I will call you."

Zhao Jingzhi's heart was beating. Although she rarely cried, she was not brave enough.

She was afraid of Japanese soldiers, gunshots, nights, and even more afraid of leaving home.

Even if she obeyed her father and followed Wang Hong, she was just obedient on the surface and her inner unwillingness still existed.

Along the way, she struggled to choose one of two. What if he did that, would he follow his own actions? Or would he beg him to find a suitable place to get married?

Not to mention the glorious marriage, there must be something you should have, right?

How can this kind of place where a beggar can sleep be a testimony to the most important moment in her life?

When she heard Wang Hong say this, she felt warm and quickly said, "We will wrap each of us and sleep together. It's cold."

After saying that, he threw the quilt over.

She folded the mattress and wrapped it in it. She breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at herself thinking too much.

It was already midnight, and Wang Hong also began to feel sleepy. He saw that the Japanese bedding was very small, and even Zhao Jingzhi's cover was a little small. Seeing that her feet were exposed, he slanted the quilt over and covered it with it. He lay on the grass, and the quilt only covered his stomach.

But as soon as he lay down, he heard mosquitoes buzzing around. He reached out and patted two of them to death, but one of them was killed on Zhao Jingzhi's head.

After the autumn, the mosquito bites a big bag. Wang Hong thought of a big bag appearing on Zhao Jingzhi's white face and shook his head. It felt unbeautiful. He could only take out the feeling of practicing swords and slapped the mosquito.

Zhao Jingzhi felt a little sweet when he heard the sound of slapping mosquitoes beside him, and couldn't help but lean towards him.

I don’t know how many mosquitoes were killed, until there was no buzzing sound, and Wang Hong fell asleep in a daze.

When the sun was about to rise, Wang Hong opened his eyes accustomed to it, but found that there was a softness in his arms.

Although Zhao Jingzhi and the mattress were held in her arms, Wang Hong didn't know how to express the joy in his heart as he looked at her with her arms full of enthusiasm.

But not long after, it seemed as if Zhao Jingzhi heard his accelerated heartbeat and opened her eyes.
To be continued...