Wanjin Lady

Chapter 81: Grabbing Food
"Choke and knee the ribs. When the opponent attacks with his fists, quickly grab his wrists, grab his throat, and hit his ribs with your knees while hitting his groin."

Zhao Heng also taught her a few grappling techniques, such as rotating the arms to press the elbows, lifting the legs to press the neck, pulling the elbows and arms, etc. Wen Wan learned very seriously until she started practicing with Zhao Heng.

Wen Wan felt that she was up to her job again, so she followed Zhao Heng's instructions and challenged him: "Come on, if you have the guts, capture me alive, and don't be polite to me!"

Zhao Heng chuckled, then moved sideways, swept his right leg, and kicked out into the air, pouncing towards Wen Wan like a white crane spreading its wings.

This attack, with a sound of breaking through the air, swept towards Wen Wan's chest.

and many more.

Wen Wan was dumbfounded.

This is different from what I just taught!
How can you change the exam content without authorization? !
Wen Wan was caught off guard and was kicked in the chest by Zhao Heng, sending her flying backwards. Zhao Heng spun around with his long legs and came back in front of Wen Wan.

Without waiting for Wen Wan to catch her breath, Zhao Heng swept across with one leg. The powerful gust of wind from his leg mixed with the force of breaking through the air caused Wen Wan to fall to the ground crookedly, until her back hit the weapon rack.

Accompanied by a dull thud, Wen Wan felt a heart-wrenching pain in her back.

A trace of heartache flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged. Thinking of the Wen family's current situation, Zhao Heng's voice became even colder: "Come again!"

Wen Wan slowly stood up, her frail body swaying, but her eyes were more resolute than ever before, "Come again!"

The word "give up" has never appeared in her life dictionary.

In the evening, Mother Chen prepared a dish of garlic pork and a steamed pumpkin for a dozen guys from the winery. She also prepared two special dishes for Wen Wan and Zhao Heng.

Wen Wan's hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't hold the chopsticks at all, and she couldn't get any dish into the bowl.

Zhao Heng immediately felt the resentful gazes of the three women opposite him.

Chen Ma and Hongmei stared at him.

Zhao Heng coughed softly.

Is this son-in-law... a little too arrogant?
Lu Ping calmly moved all the meat to the table in front of Wen Wan, and picked up the chopsticks to serve her the food. "Miss, how about I go and learn it tomorrow? I will protect you after I learn it."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Others have it, but it's not as good as what I have. If you want to learn martial arts, just follow me and practice tomorrow."

Lu Ping shook her head, remembering the screams and complaints of the wine shop workers, and the ruthless look of her son-in-law when he scolded them. She said with a bitter face: "Miss, I will try my best...try my best..."

The master and servant sat at different tables. Chen Ma and the other two ate at a small square table in the backyard. Before leaving, the three women looked at Zhao Heng with resentment again.

Zhao Heng was very worried that if he continued training like this, he would never be able to eat the delicious meals made by Chen Ma again.

Thanks to Wenwan's kindness, Mother Chen paid special attention to him as her son-in-law and also took special care of him.

Someone mended his torn clothes, he had hot meals when he was hungry, iced plum drinks when he was thirsty, and new insoles made for him by Chen Ma.

The couple ate in silence.

Zhao Heng was worried that he wouldn't have his next meal.

Wen Wan was too tired to talk, so she could only hold the spoon in her right hand and finish the dishes that Lu Ping had just put out. The rest of the food was picked up by Zhao Heng and she ate it.

Zhao Heng was still fearless and challenged her, "Are you still practicing tomorrow?"

Wen Wan swallowed the food in her mouth in one gulp and said with great courage, "Practice! As long as you don't die from practicing, practice until you die."

Zhao Heng sighed slightly, feeling sorry for her for torturing herself like this, but then he remembered Wen Wan's eyes that were full of vitality and high morale in the martial arts training ground just now.

His wife...was born to be a hard worker and never had a moment to rest.

"Oh right. The guys in the tavern... I have to train them hard tomorrow. If they complain to you, feel free to blame me."

Wen Wan's trembling hands held the spoon and deftly put the food into her mouth, "Hmmmmmm..."

"Now that there's no grain for making wine, the tavern workers have nothing to do. Every day I drag them up the mountain until they're exhausted and fall asleep immediately, so they don't have the energy to think about the tavern's affairs." In short, I'm exhausting them so they don't have time to do anything underhanded.

Although Wen Wan had previously used draconian tactics to remove a number of lazy and gluttonous employees, the remaining employees might not be loyal to the winery. These people were in their teens and twenties, an age when they were prone to hot-bloodedness and confusion. There was no guarantee that they wouldn't be goaded into doing something detrimental to the winery.

"Yeah."

Wen Wan was surprised that Zhao Heng and she were in complete agreement on this matter.

Many times, Wen Wan even felt that she and Zhao Heng had a tacit understanding.

It's the kind that resonates with each other because of the same frequency of the minds.

However, Wen Wan didn't dare to think too much about these things.

Whether they are on the same wavelength or have a tacit understanding, Zhao Heng will leave the Wen family sooner or later.

This gorgeous figurine does not belong to her.

Seeing that Wen Wan had no intention of objecting and did not dislike his meddling in the winery's affairs, Zhao Heng felt relieved. As soon as he was distracted and looked down, he saw that the dishes in front of him had been eaten up by Wen Wan with a grunt.

A trembling little hand reached out from afar and took away the last piece of white meat in the bowl in front of him.

Zhao Heng burst out laughing.

He didn't care much about food, but every time he ate at the same table with Wen Wan, he saw her eating like a squirrel, making even ordinary dishes look like delicacies, so his appetite was inevitably aroused... Well... he really wanted to snatch food from her.

Sure enough, the food in other people’s bowls always tastes better.

In the evening, the couple slowly returned home under the moonlight.

On the way, they met a funeral procession leaving the city. They were all dressed in white cotton and linen mourning clothes, with black gauze wrapped around their arms. The woman in the lead was crying bitterly. Wen Wan vaguely saw that Manager Ding was among them. Just as she was about to look out, the green curtain was pulled down by Zhao Heng.

"My dear, there's already a dispute between Xinlong Bank and our winery. If we go there now, it will easily give them a chance to take advantage of us. We should return home quickly."

Wen Wan thought so too.

Manager Ding's nephew came to the Wen family and smashed things a few days ago, and then fell into the water the next day. Although the two incidents have nothing to do with each other, it is inevitable that some people with ulterior motives will spread rumors and make trouble, and throw dirty water on the Wen family.

The carriage swayed along the way, and when it passed the main street, the leading driver suddenly said "Huh", slowed down the speed, but immediately accelerated again.

Zhao Heng lifted the curtain with a strange look on his face, and Wen Wan leaned over to take a look.

The business in the Great Chen Dynasty was developed. It was still early before the curfew, and the long street was full of pedestrians taking a walk after dinner, as well as vendors selling midnight snacks, fruits, vegetables, and small items.

Under the dim light of the oil-paper lamp, there were many people walking around. Aunt Liu and a middle-aged man were walking slowly in the crowd, one in front and the other behind.

Although there was only one step between the two people, the man kept looking back, as if he was very concerned about whether Aunt Liu was following him.

The two stopped at a small stall selling jewelry. The man said something, but Aunt Liu's eyes curved and she smiled as if she was bathed in spring breeze.

Wen Wan's heart skipped a beat.

Finish.

Her home was robbed!

To be precise, it was Old Man Wen whose house was robbed!

The other party is on the way to obtain the crystal——

Wen Wan looked for a while, lowered the curtain, and felt sorry for Old Man Wen in her heart.

If Old Man Wen doesn't take action, the supporting actress Wenrou will run away with someone else!

(End of this chapter)