After three days, Wang Hao "inspected" in Fenglin Village. He watched Li Er and his men climb up and down to lay the wires for everyone. Tu Bai was very dedicated and squatting behind the four people. If he didn't like him, he would roar wildly, scaring that his hair was standing up and his hands were moving a lot.

"Not bad! Tubai, come on, this is a reward for you!" Wang Hao took out a ham sausage and put it in front of Tubai.

"Woooooooooooooo!" Tu Bai excitedly bit the whole ham sausage and let out a long scream.

"How many days do you have to pretend?" Wang Hao asked Li Er who was climbing on the roof.

"It may take 3 to 5 days!" Since Li Er was taught a lesson by Wang Hao, he was very honest. Looking at Wang Hao in front of him was like seeing a devil.

"So long?" Wang Hao frowned.

When Li Er heard Wang Hao's words, he was so scared that he almost fell off the roof.

These days, the four of them didn't even have time to eat, and they spent a sip of boiled water every day to deal with these steamed buns.

In just a few days, the four of them collectively lost seven or eight kilograms, making them much more flexible in their "body skills" climbing up and down.

"This... we can't do anything about this. Every household here is too far away. Many places need to set up telephone poles, and the project is also started quickly!" Li Er quickly explained.

"Lingling!" At this moment, Wang Hao's phone rang out. He picked it up and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Is it Wang Hao?" As soon as the phone was connected, a woman's voice came from the opposite side.

"Yes! Who are you?" Wang Hao asked curiously.

"I am Sister He, do you still remember? My dad asked me to call you and wanted to invite you to come and sit down."

"Sister He? Of course I remember that last time it was just a small task, so don't have to be so troublesome!" Wang Hao didn't expect that He Jie actually knew his phone number. He had never given it to her last time, but Wang Hao soon knew that it was Jiang Zijing who revealed it.

"I said brother, your slightest effort is a great kindness for our Xiao family. Sister He didn't thank you very much last time. You can't postpone it. You must come!" He Jie said toughly on the phone.

"Uh... OK!" Wang Hao answered a little depressedly.

Wang Hao and He Jie chatted for a few words and set the time for this afternoon. Wang Hao hung up the phone and told Li Er and others how many words were.

Li Er and others didn't dare to talk nonsense. They did whatever Wang Hao said, and their speed increased a lot.

Seeing that it was not too early, I rode his Honda 125 towards Tsingbei City.

...

According to the address, Wang Hao quickly found the place where Sister He mentioned, but when Wang Hao arrived and looked at a simple gate, he was stunned on the spot and thought he had taken the wrong path.

Because the style of this gate has a history of at least a hundred years and the high walls, this is extremely rare in Tsinghua and Taipei City.

If there are such places in costume dramas on TV, it would be nothing, but what era is this? Except for the Forbidden City, which covers an active area in the capital, this style of architecture is comparable to a panda.

"Xiao Family Martial Arts Hall!"

Looking at the huge plaque at the door, Wang Hao knocked three times in a row. The thick wooden door made a dull sound, and soon he heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from inside.

"Who are you looking for?" As soon as the door opened, a man in his early 20s looked at Wang Hao and asked suspiciously.

"I'm Wang Hao and Sister He asked me to come!"

"Oh, you are Wang Hao, come in quickly!" The man immediately changed into a smile when he heard Wang Hao's name.

After Wang Hao entered the door, he saw that it was as spacious as a park, and it was too big.

Wang Hao followed the man and soon came to a two-story ancient building, with a middle-aged man standing at the door.

"Dad! Grandpa's savior is here!" the man said to the middle-aged man.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Hao, nodded, and said to his son: "Go and call your grandpa!"

"Yes, dad!" The man ran quickly into the house.

Soon, Xiao Jingming walked out and looked at Wang Hao and said, "Brother Wang can come, it really makes our Xiao Family Martial Arts Hall shine brightly!"

"Where is there, Mr. Xiao is polite. I don't know if you are in good health now!" Wang Hao answered politely.

"Yes, thanks to your actions, otherwise my life would have gone to the Ultimate Spring. I can eat and drink now, and I feel that my body is much more flexible than before." Xiao Jingming replied with a smile, and then said, "Come in quickly, don't stand at the door!"

When Wang Hao entered the house, Xiao Jingming began to introduce Wang Hao.

The middle-aged man is Xiao Jingming's son, He Jie's husband Xiao Zhengfeng. Now the owner of the Xiao Martial Arts Hall, and all the affairs of Xiao Martial Arts Hall are under his control. Xiao Jingming himself has retreated to the second line.

The man who led Wang Hao in before was Xiao Zhengfeng's son Xiao Liang.

Xiao Jingming and the other two received Wang Hao together, which made Wang Hao a little flattered. Although he had saved Xiao Jingming's life, this was so solemn.

"I don't know what Brother Wang thinks about the martial arts field!" Xiao Jingming suddenly turned the topic and asked Wang Hao.

"This..." Wang Hao didn't know how to answer this question, because in his eyes, his understanding of martial arts was limited to TV.

Whether it is in those movies that are cheating or the so-called martial arts competitions, Wang Hao thinks it is more appropriate to call martial arts "dance".

Because they have no effect except for their beautiful waving moves, they are not as useful as a brick in actual combat.

The biggest function is to exercise and cultivate sentiment for older uncles and aunts.

Looking at Wang Hao's expression, Xiao Jingming naturally knew what Wang Hao was thinking and said with a smile: "The martial arts taught in our Xiao Family Martial Arts Hall are different from the countless people know. The martial arts of our Xiao Family have been passed down for hundreds of years, and are not the "dance techniques" practiced by ordinary people in the square now!"

"Well..." Wang Hao nodded.

"Brother Wang must be curious why I want to tell you this!" Xiao Jingming asked with a smile.

Wang Hao didn't say anything and smiled, which was a default.

"Actually, I invite Brother Wang to come here today, one is to thank you for your life-saving grace, and the other is!" Xiao Jingming looked at Wang Hao and continued, "I just want to ask Brother Wang if he is willing to join my Xiao Martial Arts Hall!"

"What!?" After hearing what Xiao Jingming said, Wang Hao was stunned on the spot and looked at the other party with a confused look on his face. He didn't know what he was "good and what he could" that he could actually make him look at him like this.

And directly transform yourself into such a "disciple" who is above and can be on par with the other party.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!