I, Zhuge Dali's Salted Fish Brother

vigorously:"???!".

Chapter 122

the next day.

Love apartment on the 9th floor.

Yifei glanced at her new house, which was about to become a pavilion, and felt a little pain in the trigeminal nerve.

She looked at Dali and said, "Ji Yu really has a way to communicate with the knockers?"

"Cousin said so." Dali said, "But he didn't tell me the specific method."

"Playing Mystery?"

Hearing Dali's words, Zhao Haitang remembered yesterday's self, and said, "In my experience, people who play mystery generally don't have a good end."

"That's you." Zhang Wei glanced at Zhao Haitang and said, "You are pretending, my master is really awesome, how could he be the same as you?"

"Lawyer Zhang, why do you always speak for Ji Yu?" Zhao Haitang looked depressed.

"He is my master, if I don't speak for him, should I speak for you?" Zhang Wei said.

Zhao Haitang: "..."

It made sense, but he was speechless.

Yifei looked at Zhao Haitang and said, "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to see if Ji Yu can help you solve your problem!" Zhao Haitang looked at Yifei and said, "Mr. Hu, don't worry, I made up a new song.

Yesterday's song couldn't impress the wall knockers, but today's song certainly can! "

Hearing this, Yifei smiled kindly at Zhao Haitang, and said, "Are you really wanting to try playing a flash?"

"No no no." Zhao Haitang shook her head quickly, faster than a rattle.

While speaking, Ji Yu came in from outside with a stack of papers.

He walked up to Yifei 06 and Dali and said, "I'm not late, right?"

Yi Fei looked at the time and said, "The wall knocker is probably downstairs and will be here soon."

"You came on time." Dali said.

She looked down at the paper in Ji Yu's hand, and a thought flashed in her mind.

Looking at Ji Yu vigorously, his eyes lit up: "Cousin, are you going to communicate with them using paintings?"

"Yes." Ji Yu nodded and said, "The earliest words came from pictures. People who were illiterate before often chose to use pictures to convey information."

Dali heard Ji Yu's words and looked a little excited: "Yes, gestures have different meanings in different places, music and dance express emotions, which are more abstract, and everyone understands it differently.

However, pictures are concrete.The meaning of an illustration is very obvious, I think the wall knocker should be able to understand it! "

After speaking, he looked at Ji Yu vigorously, with a little admiration in his eyes.

When Ji Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but touched Dali's head with his hand, and said, "It was the inspiration that came from teaching Meijia to draw."

After the words fell, the wall knocker walked in with slightly heavy steps.

When the two saw Yifei and the others, they smiled and said hello: "Kara chicken is fat! Kara chicken swoosh!"

Yifei waved to the two with a stiff smile, then looked at Ji Yu and said solemnly, "Ji Yu, I will leave my house to you!"

"Yeah." Ji Yu nodded, reached out to stop the two workers, and showed them the drawings one by one.

Dali and Yifei rushed over to watch, curious about what Ji Yu had drawn.

In the first picture, the background of the picture is the living room of the new house. Yifei is standing in front of the bathroom, hoping that the two workers can knock down the wall of the living room and make it into a floor-to-ceiling window.

In the second picture, the two workers knocked on the wall of the toilet, and Yifei had a picture in his mind, beating them violently with a flash of bullets.

Yifei: "???"

Is it so realistic?

When the knocker saw the second painting, he shrank his neck slightly, looking very scared.

Seeing this, Dali looked overjoyed and said, "Cousin, they seem to understand."

Ji Yu heard the words and continued to turn the page.

In the third photo, Yi Fei decided to explain it again, considering that the two workers could not make a living, hoping that the workers could make up the toilet wall and beat the living room wall into floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the fourth picture, the knocker still didn't understand, and Ka Ka blocked the living room window.

"!!!"

When the knocker on the wall saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he was both startled and panicked.

After that, Ji Yu continued to turn the page.

Using a picture, Yifei wanted the two to leave, but the two couldn't understand it, and told the wall knockers about the crazy destruction of Yifei's house.

After the wall knocker finished reading, he bowed apologetically to Yi Fei.

"@#%*%#%!"

Yifei: "???"

Ji Yu couldn't understand this strange string of words, so he could only guess: "Maybe I'm apologizing to you."

"No need to apologize." Yifei said, "I just hope they don't destroy my home again."

Ji Yu had long anticipated Yi Fei's idea, and showed the paintings he had prepared in advance to the knockers.

After the wall knocker finished reading it, he shook his head frantically.

Ji Yu: "???"

Seeing that the two were not going to leave, Yifei rolled up her sleeves and said, "Do you have to force me to use violence?"

"@#*#@!" The two workers continued to shake their heads when they saw Yifei's movements.

The two took the sketch in Ji Yu's hand, found the first one, pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window above, and nodded frantically.

Seeing this scene vigorously, he guessed: "Do they mean that they don't leave, and want to help Teacher Hu make the wall of the living room into a floor-to-ceiling window?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the knocker on the wall walked over to the wall with a tool and came savagely.

Then, started helping to repair the knocked-down wall in the toilet.

Seeing this, Yifei's eyes lit up: "It's true! They know they're wrong and want to help me fix it!"

"Then do you still want to fire them?" Zhang Wei asked.

"No." Yifei said decisively: "Since they know what effect I want, why should I fire them?"

After speaking, Yifei looked at Ji Yu with gratitude: "Ji Yu, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome." Ji Yu said.

"You, you actually solved the problem?" Zhao Haitang looked at Ji Yu, feeling that she had suffered a huge blow.

Ji Yu not only solved the problem, but solved the problem perfectly!

It is not simply to fire the workers, but to let the knock-on workers understand Yifei's real demands.

Compared with Ji Yu's result, Zhao Haitang felt that she was weak.

He covered his chest, feeling very uncomfortable in his little heart.

"Do you know why Dali likes Ji Yu?" Zhang Wei said to Zhao Haitang.

Zhao Haitang: "..."

This knife is ruthless.

"Om, hum—"

When Zhang Wei was talking, Yifei's cell phone suddenly rang.

She opened it and found that it was a video call from Zeng Xiaoxian.

Yifei answered the answer decisively, and told Zeng Xiaoxian that Ji Yu helped solve the problem.

After listening to Zeng Xiaoxian, he bent over to Ji Yu across the screen and said, "Ji Yu, thank you for protecting our house!"

"You're welcome." Ji Yu waved his hand and smiled kindly.

"I sent a gift to Yifei, and I've already gone downstairs. Go see if you like it. If you like it, I'll send you one too!" Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Gift?" Ji Yu was a little curious when he heard it.

Vigorously hearing the word "gift", his ears moved.

Last night, she had changed the gift box to Ji Yu's favorite box style.

Can be delivered anytime.

He gave Ji Yu a strong look and decided to give it to Ji Yu later.

……

downstairs.

3601.

Zeng Xiaoxian's courier was signed by Meijia and Ziqiao.

Looking at the big box on the ground, Mika looked at Yifei who came downstairs and said, "Sister Yifei, what gift did Teacher Zeng have for you? It's so heavy."

"I don't know either." Yifei said, "I said it was to thank me for buying him winter equipment, and he specially sent me some special products."

"Oh, we're both old and married, thank you." Mika handed the knife to Yifei and said, "Quickly take it apart and have a look."

"Alashan's specialty, wouldn't it be a cactus?" Vigorously guessed.

"It shouldn't be." Yifei said, cutting all the tape with a knife.

Zi Qiao and Ji Yu help open the box.

When everyone saw it, they saw a bust of Zeng Xiaoxian made of sand lying in the box.