Zhao Gao was woken up by a rapid ringtone, his mobile phone settings are quite special, the first two times are only vibrating, and the third time will turn into a ringtone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If a person calls three times in a row without anything important, then next time his name will lie in the blacklist of Zhao Gao's mobile phone, and Zhao Gao's friends know this rule.

The vibration of the first and second times was only once, and the bell of the third time also stopped without ringing, Zhao Gao's face sank, and the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, this is a person who is very familiar with his rules.

Probably because a customer in the trouble studio somehow got the number.

Zhao Gao paused for a second or dialed back, but found that he couldn't get through, the mobile phone showed that the other party had turned off, and after a while, a voice message came, but there was no sound inside, only the sound of smashing the ceiling during the decoration.

What does this inexplicable message mean, Zhao Gao didn't react for a while, and after going to the bathroom to release a burst of urine, Zhao Gao's mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

Last month, Wu Yi said at his dinner that the house will be renovated next month, especially the ceiling, the decoration of more than ten years ago is outdated and outdated, and it must be the first to knock it out.

At that time, Zhao Gaozheng lowered his head and picked up the rice-flavored meat on the side of his mouth, and he didn't hear it very clearly, Wu Yi would usually help him pack rice at this time, and then say some trivial things, he couldn't remember everything clearly.

Wu Yi has pinned her hopes on this kind of illusory information, in addition to her trust in Zhao Gao, another aspect can also see the depth of the restrictions she is currently subjected to.

Of course, if you analyze it in depth, the message conveyed by this message is far above the information itself!

Wu Yi didn't show up for more than half a month, which means that her freedom has been restricted, and from the information transmitted on the phone, the place of restriction should be at home, and there is no special danger, combined with many factors, it is probably just being locked up at home and forced to marry.

The mobile phone should have been confiscated, eighty percent of the mobile phones used to call this time were from the decorator, Wu Yi has always been a good girl at home, and this time she made this call with the decorator's mobile phone, which should be regarded as a more outrageous behavior.

It is estimated that the rich second generation took Wu Yi's parental route last time, and by the way, he may have sued Zhao Gao a little. The relationship between Wu Yi and Zhao Gao can be easily found out with a little effort, and Zhao Gao's identity and occupation are even more obvious at a glance.

There is no doubt that Zhao Gao is not the kind of son-in-law with a relatively stable career income that his mother-in-law likes, his education and social status are very average, not to mention that compared with the golden beetle son-in-law in front of him, Wu Yi didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup was poured by that kid, she was well-behaved since she was a child, and she even resisted twice a little, which made her mother firm in her mind.

The class is not necessary to go to the door for the time being, and the door does not want to go out, anyway, the rich second generation will come to the door every day to send flowers, more punctual than going to work, after a long time, the girl will definitely change her mind.

Wu Yi's way of resisting is very special, that is, non-violence and non-cooperation, the rich second generation sat in the living room and she stayed in the room, and it took more than half a month to do so.

In the past two days, Wu Yi's mother deceived the door in the name of decoration, and the rich second generation had already entered her boudoir with a shy face, and in desperation, Wu Yi had to ask Zhao Gao for help in this special way.

This problem is a headache to solve, and it is very simple to get Wu Yi's people out, but this will not help at all, but will make things worse.

It is definitely not possible to cure the root cause, Zhao Gao plans to treat the symptoms first, so that the rich second generation will die.

first turned out a crumpled suit a few years ago, and then went to the hairdresser downstairs to wash his hair for thirty yuan, and then went to the optical store to get a pair of black-framed glasses, the whole image was dressed up to move closer to the homebody who had changed his face, Zhao Gao looked in the mirror, and he was a dirty otaku, and he was quite satisfied with his new image.

When I got off the elevator after cleaning up, I thought that it was better to play bigger anyway, so I turned around and went back to find the real estate certificate in the corner, smoothed it hard, and then went to the flower shop to order a bouquet of fifty yuan flowers and threw it in the trunk, and drove a small broken car to Wu Yi's downstairs.

Wu Yi has talked to Zhao Gao about his home countless times, so although Zhao Gao has never been to it once, he is familiar with the road, and he greeted the leaders all the way to the door of Wu Yi's house.

Of course, his well-dressed 80s country style is also enough to attract attention, especially the bouquet of flowers he is holding is obviously a bargain, the flower bones are a little deflated because of the long time, and the leaves next to him are even more yellowish and have not been trimmed, and the bouquet of flowers bought by the rich second generation every day is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

However, Zhao Gao is still very enthusiastic, he greets everyone he meets, Wu Yi occasionally talks about these neighbors in his usual nagging, and with Zhao Gao's observation and analytical ability, he quickly took a seat and said hello.

By the time Zhao Gao knocked on the door, there were already seven or eight old men and old ladies who were ready to see the excitement, and Wu Yi's mother had been showing off her golden beetle son-in-law in the past two days.

The moment he opened the door, Zhao Gao got in with lightning speed, and then knelt on the ground and called "Mom" to Wu Yi's mother.

is so unconventional, everyone is stunned on the spot.

Zhao Gao completely ignored the green and black face of the rich second generation sitting on the sofa, and put his bouquet of broken flowers next to the ninety-nine heart-shaped roses of the rich second generation seriously, and then took out the real estate certificate, vehicle ownership certificate, high school graduation certificate, bank savings card and other messy things from his pocket, put them on the coffee table, and said: "Mom, don't blame Xiaoyi, I will be responsible for the child in my belly, all my belongings are here, and I can be regarded as having a house and a car, believe me, I will be good to Xiaoyi......"

Belly...... The children are ......, and the crowd is messy.

Before the bewildered crowd could react, Zhao Gao threw out a big news again, and after such a big deal made the bewildered old man and old lady continue to be stunned for a while, a burst of heated discussion broke out.

This is much more exciting than on TV, the rich second generation is a civilian girl, the poor boy kneels and begs for a good marriage, the mother-in-law beats the double mandarin ducks, and all of a sudden, how many bosom friends have the title crossed in the hearts of everyone, all kinds of *** are running wild in their hearts, and the bloody plot of the dog makes these old men and old ladies who are already idle and can't stop, and some people with high blood pressure have begun to stuff medicine into their mouths.

Wu Yi's mother reacted at this time, and she didn't care about Zhao Gao, who was kneeling on the ground, and her first reaction was that the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, and she tried to persuade these old men and old ladies to go outside the house.

It turned out to be futile, and if the old man and the old lady were so good at persuading, the society would have been harmonious a long time ago. It stands to reason that it is almost time to dance the square dance at this time, and the usual routine of life that cannot be shaken by thunder is also disrupted by this explosive news, Wu Yi's mother persuaded for a long time, and found that there was no one less in the house, but two more people were squeezed in from outside.

The newcomers are still inquiring about what's going on, so the ones who came in front of them began to deduce the sound and color, and the brain supplement in the plot is already a bit of Qiong Yao's novel trilogy.

On the contrary, Zhao Gao, who was surrounded in the middle, the rich second generation and Wu Yi's mother were embarrassed for a while.

"Boy, it's not so easy for you to like being a father!" Zhao Gao saw that the rich second generation was still sitting on the sofa and was at a loss, so he had to add a stuffy stick again, this time the rich second generation's face couldn't bear it even if it was made of ass, and he almost ran out of tears to squeeze through the crowd.

The onlookers are obviously not satisfied with the performance of the rich second generation, such an interesting plot runs away from a protagonist, the contradiction of the story is greatly reduced, and the heroine has never appeared, and some people who are eager to eat melons are a little interested.

Just as Wu Yi's mother persuaded everyone away and was about to re-interrogate the rabbit cub in front of her, Wu Yi, who was disheveled, suddenly rushed out of the room, punched and kicked at Zhao Gao, and cried "You get out, you get out, I don't want to see you again" and the like, and when the performance was over, he closed the door and refused to come out again.

If it weren't for the last V-shaped gesture seen Wu Yi's right hand covertly, Zhao Gao would almost think that she was really angry, after all, this time it seemed that she had played a little too much, and the battle was much bigger than expected.

"Your name is Zhao Gao, right? Let's talk. Wu Yi's mother glanced at the two well-distinguished bouquets of flowers on the coffee table, and suddenly felt heartache uncontrollably, and looked at Zhao Gao, who was only promising but with a victorious posture in front of her, and sat on the sofa weakly, and her heart finally dissipated cleanly.