My Apartment Life

　　"mine."

　　"Shut up." Dali interrupted their quarrel directly, heaved a sigh of relief, and could finally sit down: "This way, I can continue to learn Fudong dialect."

　　"Still learning? Aren't you afraid of turning into Northeastern dialect again?" Zhang Wei was surprised and said helplessly: "They have already found a solution, so you don't need to learn it, right?"

　　Dali said lightly: "It's not my style to give up halfway. Besides, it's still beneficial to learn more."

　　"I just like your perseverance character." Yifei not only didn't stop it, but supported it very much: "It's okay, continue to learn, what do you say? Walking in the rivers and lakes, the skills are not overwhelming!"

　　Yu Ziye scratched his head: "Is your Master Huang possessed?"

　　"What Master Huang?"

　　"It's nothing." Yu Ziye touched his nose. This sentence reminded him of Master Huang Hui Feng Huang. He is such a person. Unfortunately, he went to become a doctor later, and he was still a doctor who experienced pregnancy.

　　But having said that, Huang Huifeng seems to be really a doctor, but his family is down, so he expanded other businesses.

　　It's almost time for Yu Ziye to see: "Okay, Yifei, tomorrow, the master of two wall knockers will leave. I will continue to paint the wall. I have to go back and prepare first."

　　"Then go back!"

　　Yi Fei also went back.

　　. . . . . .

　　Early the next morning, Yu Ziye moved things upstairs and waited for them to come.

　　After finally waiting, Yifei quickly followed to take a look.

　　After connecting to Su Meizi's voice call, Yu Ziye put out the loudspeaker: "Su Meizi, you tell them now, just tell them 'the wall is wrong, they go back!'"

　　"By the way, the tone is better, no need to say anything else." Yifei added next to the interface.

　　"okay."

　　"@#￥%￥￥...￥"

　　Sister Su said a few words to the phone and translated the words.

　　The two-knock master still looked blank: "￥#%￥%%..."

　　"..."

　　After a few seconds of silence, Sister Su said weakly, "Mr. Yu, maybe I didn't understand them very well?"

　　"What?" Yu Ziye and Yifei both vomited blood, and Yu Ziye said with some doubts: "Didn't you say you understood before?"

　　"That's right! I really understand those words." Su Meizi said weakly, "Because we all say this here, so I know it. But what they said... I just said it. I understand a little bit, what to say... Are you sure?"

　　"Are you sure?" Yu Ziye asked strangely.

　　"It should be asking if what I said just now is true. They seem to understand what I said. What should I do?"

　　"You don't understand them? They understand you?" Yu Ziye felt that his worldview was about to collapse, what the hell was this: "That, Sister Su! Are you sure you really understand? ?"

　　"Yes! My hometown is from Fudong. I have heard my grandfather say this, and I have learned a little."

　　"What about your grandfather?" Yu Ziye asked quickly.

　　"He's gone."

　　"..." Yu Ziye patted his forehead and sighed: "Okay! My condolences, if they understand what you said, that's fine. You tell them, I'm sure."

　　"..OK."

　　"￥#￥#%" Sister Su said something to them again.The two wall knockers nodded, picked up their hammers, and smashed the windows of that wall and the rest of the wall with one hammer.

　　"..."

　　Yu Ziye and Yifei opened their mouths wide, watching them smash the wall.

　　Sister Su seemed to understand something: "Mr. Yu, did they make a mistake again?"

　　"My wall!" Yi Fei looked at her wall with a sad face, her heart aching.

　　"Sister Su, that's it! Well, sometimes I'll treat you to dinner! I still have things to deal with." Yu Ziye twitched the corners of his mouth, not blaming others.

　　After all, she was kind enough to help, even if it was a bit of a disservice.

　　The two wall knockers shouted: "Kara chicken is fat, Kara chicken is thin."

　　Yi Fei covered her forehead and ran out directly. She was afraid that if she stayed here again, she would fight them hard.

　　Yu Ziye smiled bitterly and stayed to communicate with them, let them rest and go back, and then ran out.

　　Yifei went back and took another sip of water, only to suppress the surging true qi of Ren Du's second pulse: "I don't believe it anymore, this kind of shit is still unclear."

　　Yu Ziye said helplessly: "So, where exactly did their dialect come from? I now doubt that if Dali really learns it, can she really communicate?"

　　Well, communication can be communicated, but it has been smashed again.

　　Anyway now the upstairs wall is not a good place, oh, except the hallway.If the wall in the corridor is smashed, Yu Ziye will really find someone desperately.

　　The first person I looked for was that old king. This decoration team is quite unreliable.

　　You say you go and go!These two small workers who stay behind who can't even understand a word are not doing business, they are angering people ten!

　　It is estimated that Yifei has to scold Zeng Xiaoxian, because this is what he introduced, which is obviously not very reliable. .

Chapter 1216

　　"Yifei, why don't we find a professional decoration team!" Yu Ziye was very upset. It was obviously impossible for Yifei to be cheap and the best!

　　"Isn't this unprofessional?"

　　"Professional, so professional that I can't even understand what we said." Yu Ziye followed and complained, he admitted that these two small workers were really quick to work, but to be professional, it would be impossible: "I feel that using this decoration If the team fails, bad things will happen later.”

　　Yi Fei sighed, suppressing the air.She felt that if she was angry a few times, she would probably have had a miscarriage: "Forget it, this matter will wait for Lao Wang to come back, but let's wait for Dali to learn the Fudong dialect, and let them go back then."

　　Yu Ziye was a little helpless: "Then I'll go up and paint the mural first! Try to get it done as soon as possible."

　　"Well, let's go!"

　　Just as Yu Ziye was about to move things up, Mika ran out of the room and said excitedly, "Yoha~Eh? Why do you feel like you have stolen money?"

　　"It's not the two wall knockers." Yi Fei said angrily, "It's alright now, they pushed the whole wall. If you go to that station in the future, the wind will hurt your head."

　　"You didn't get that fan done?"

　　"How did you talk?" Yu Ziye pouted: "Unfortunately, the communication failed. I think she may be fooling me. In fact, she doesn't understand 010 at all."

　　"So cruel?" Mika's eyes widened, and then she was relieved: "But it is understandable that some fans are blind in chasing idols, let alone fooling you, they can do anything."

　　Yifei didn't continue, anyway, they didn't have much to say, the big deal was to invite people to dinner, and the matter was over, Yu Ziye wasn't so stingy: "Hey, why are you so happy today?! Ziqiao's Has the live broadcast room improved?"

　　"Of course." Mika was very excited when she said this: "Under my wise leadership, the audience in the live broadcast room just now reached more than [-] people."

　　Yifei scratched her head: "More than [-] people? Well, yes, this is a good start. By the way, what kind of character is Ziqiao today?"

　　"Soul Painter."

　　"..."

　　Yifei asked in surprise, "Ziqiao still paints?"

　　"It's not him." Mika waved her hand and said with some disgust: "It's me. I originally wanted to paint the packaging of the small cake, but..."

　　Mika told everything that happened just now, Yifei was stunned when she heard it, Mika said proudly: "So, they rushed to say they wanted this pineapple doll, I promised to make one for each of them, so , Fifty boxes of small cakes, all sold."

　　Yu Ziye said painfully: "Girls really have an advantage in live streaming! A woman who is expecting to give birth will have so many people watching it? Suddenly it feels so unfair."

　　"You can save it! Women have a huge advantage in wanting to live broadcast this kind of thing, which is normal." Yifei said calmly, she was also happy for Mika: "Actually, I think it was you who made a mistake and searched for it by mistake. When it comes to your business opportunity. They are all for your sweet baby, don't let this opportunity pass~"

　　"Of course I know." Mika said excitedly, "So, I'm going to ask Ziqiao to change the name of the little cake, it's called 'Black Pineapple' little cake. It can be mainly sold to couples at that time, and the sales must be very good."

　　"Well, it's really good, I want to eat everything I hear." Yifei nodded: "Then what are you waiting for, go find Ziqiao!"

　　"Then I'm leaving, Sister Yifei, you are busy."

　　Looking at the back of Mika leaving, Yifei was worried again: "No, I have to find Dali, now the whole village's hope is on her."

　　"..."

　　After listening to Yifei's words, Yu Ziye twitched the corners of his mouth: "Poor Dali has carried a burden that should not be carried at this age."

　　Or how about a scholar?Hundreds of daily communication words were learned vigorously in one day.

　　The next morning, I vigorously took the dialect study book and went up to communicate with the two wall knockers.

　　Yi Fei looked at it with trepidation in her heart. If this was wrong again, their house would have no place to knock.

　　However, after chatting with them vigorously for a few words, they actually started a conversation.

　　This shocked Zhang Wei and Yifei: "Do you really understand this? Is it too cruel?"

　　"No, I can only understand half of it."

　　"It's amazing to be able to understand half of it. This dialect is quite niche."

　　The experience of the past few days is enough to prove the minority of this dialect. Anyway, among the tens of thousands of fans of Yu Ziye, there is no one who can speak this dialect.

　　Dali smiled and said to Yu Ziye: "Mr. Yu, I can basically understand what the sentence you recorded earlier means, it doesn't mean 'I don't understand' at all, you were fooled by that fan."

　　"what does that mean?"

　　This Yu Ziye and Yi Fei had guessed for a long time, but it should not be possible that they did not understand all of them. The fan should be able to understand a little bit, otherwise it would be impossible to mislead the two workers.

　　"Actually, it means swearing."

　　"Cursing?" Yi Fei's look at the two workers was wrong. Old Wang said that the two workers were good-natured, so how could they still curse?

　　"Oh, no, to be precise, it's a complaint." Vigorously corrected it: "They heard it wrong, thinking that Teacher Zeng was scolding them, so they complained a word or two, but it's not actually a curse."

　　Yi Fei waved her hand: "Go, go, don't scold or not, you can just let them go anyway."

　　"Okay." Turning his head vigorously, he said to the two: "##%#￥#%"

　　Only then did the two workers realize that they had done something wrong, and then there was an apology dance that made people's eyes hurt.

　　Yi Fei sighed and finally finished: "Then please!"

　　The two glanced at Yifei's gesture and looked outside: "How red is it?"

　　"Why did it turn into neon again?"