Meng asked this question, and he didn't know which seal on Meng Ji's body he had unlocked.

I saw Meng Ji roll up his sleeves, wipe the porridge stains on his mouth, fold his legs on the dining chair, and the flip-flops on his feet didn't know where to kick them.

"I'll tell you, it's really not Gobuki, there is no one living on the third floor, no one is normal! Have you seen that little mermaid? Did you say she swam from Denmark?

Also, the guy surnamed Feng is really a real person? It's much better than those big stars on TV......"

Before the words fell, Xu Qingyun slapped Meng Ji's colorful and fluffy head:

"Let you read more, it's called a merman, as early as Ganbao's "Sou Shen Ji" has been recorded: There are mermaids outside the South China Sea, living in water like fish, and not wasting weaving achievements. His eyes weep and they can produce pearls. ”

Living outside the South China Sea, the mermaids are good at weaving, and can make dragon silk that is not wet in water, and tears become beads.

Also, don't be foolish, how much time do you have to watch TV? ”

Meng Ji was slapped by Xu Qingyun, his mouth curled, he wanted to talk back, but he didn't dare, he lowered his head and seemed to think of something, and said excitedly:

"So, that little mermaid anchor—"

Speaking of this, looking at Xu Qingyun's disapproving look, he changed his words and said, "That little merman anchor named Quanke, can tears be exchanged for money?"

Meng saw that Meng Ji's words were slapped by Xu Qingyun, and he deviated by 108,000 miles, so he could only lead the topic back, "What about the other guests on the third floor?"

Meng Ji cleaned up the lewd smile on his face and continued to speak:

"Hehe, brother told you, that fishtail mermaid lives in 304, and the windy beauty lives in 305, do you know who lives in the other rooms?"

Meng shook his head, and sharpened the little man with a knife in his heart: If I knew, would I still ask you here?

Meng Ji pretended to be mysterious and whispered: "There is a couple living in 301, I don't know who it is, the man opened a flower shop on the corner of the street, and the woman is so beautiful and died......"

Seeing that Meng Ji began to say some messy things again, Meng reluctantly supported his forehead and pressed the corner of his eyebrows that suddenly hurt.

Finally couldn't help it, leaned up, stretched out his little hand and slapped Meng Ji's head, and rubbed it a few times after the shooting, and found that it felt good, no wonder Xu Qingyun liked to shoot so much.

Meng Ji was slapped again, and when he saw Meng Ji looking at his head with an unfinished expression, he hurriedly covered his head and shouted:

"Don't fight, don't fight, I'll say it!302 lives a vampire, 303 lives a weird ugly woman!"

When talking about "ugly woman", Meng Ji raised his head and glared at Xu Qingyun hatefully, and Xu Qingyun touched the bridge of his nose that was exposed outside with an embarrassed face.

Meng Liao smelled an unusual smell from the interaction between the two of them, as if the woman of 303 was the key.

As for the ugly woman in Meng Ji's mouth, Meng Luo didn't believe it, so he observed for himself that in this apartment, even the tomatoes in the backyard vegetable garden were not ripe, they were all good-looking, not to mention the guests inside.

Even if Meng Ji is dressed in such a sloppy manner, with a hungry face with yellow wax, and sunken cheeks, it is enough to meet the four words of eyebrows and eyes.

What does this mean? This shows that my aunt and grandmother are good looks, and they only like good-looking things.

Meng Liao thought so, and suddenly thought, such a beautiful aunt, let the wind and the beauty don't want to fall in love with the water god, is it possible that the water god is more beautiful than the wind beauty?

No, no, no one in the world will be more beautiful than the windy beauty!

Nodding affirmatively, Meng remembered Feng Youxiang, and involuntarily thought of Bai Sketch again, wanting to hear the opinions of the two people in front of him on Bai Sketch, so he asked, "What about the White Sketch on the second floor? Are you familiar with it?"

Meng Ji looked disappreciative, "Did you say that little white-faced fox?"

Meng nodded, it was indeed a little white face, and it was indeed a fox.

Meng Ji said disdainfully: "He, isn't he just opening a law firm, and he drags 2580,000 all day long, who is rare." ”

The emotions between the words are very complicated, and there is a bit of admiration in the middle of disdain.

Xu Qingyun stretched out his hand to pat Meng Ji's head again, who knew that Meng Ji was actually prepared in advance to dodge, hehe smiled, and looked at Xu Qingyun's empty hand stupidly and fell with joy.

"It's really great that people can become lawyers and open law firms, don't be unconvinced. Xu Qingyun withdrew his hand and said in a tone of lesson.

Meng Ji looked unconvinced: "I know." ”

Meng Liao felt that Meng Ji and Xu Qingyun's attitude towards Bai Tu seemed to be different from the attitude of the guests on the third floor before.

Meng Ji seemed to be unconvinced, and he was not used to seeing white drawings, while Xu Qingyun first affirmed the ability of white drawings, but his expression was faint.

Although the attitudes of the two are different, they do not have the same respect as the rejection of the different and the treatment of a few residents on the third floor.

Puzzled, he said, "You don't seem to be afraid of white drawings?"

Meng Ji had a disgusted expression on his face at Meng Li's question, and asked rhetorically, "Why are you afraid of that little white-faced fox?"

Meng Liao was even more puzzled: "Then what do you think about Quanke...... How does it feel different from dialogue drawing?"

At this time, the three of them had finished breakfast for a while, but the topic was getting farther and farther away, Xu Qingyun thought that since he had made everything clear, he should end this conversation as soon as possible.

So he stood up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

As for Meng Li, at this time, a thickened version of "One Hundred Thousand Whys?" seemed to be stuffed into his head, and he was reluctant to finish, wanting to learn more about the other residents of this apartment from Meng Xu Er's mouth, so he hurriedly stopped:

"Don't clean up yet, let's talk again, I'll clean up myself later. ”

As he spoke, he snatched the bowl from Xu Qingyun's hand, turned his head to Meng Ji and said, "You continue." ”

Meng Ji has always listened to Xu Qingyun's words, although he doesn't know what he is worried about, and he is unwilling to continue to say more, but there are some things that are more appropriate to say by himself than Xu Qingyun, if he doesn't say it now, he can't find a more suitable time to say it.

So, Meng Ji said with a straight face: "Landlord Xiao Meng, I don't have much culture, the luckiest thing in this life is to meet my master, although he didn't teach me anything useful, the second luckiest is to meet a fortune teller."

In fact, for us, whether it is a white drawing, or the other guests on the third floor, compared to them, I and the fortune teller should be said to be the least worth mentioning, people live only eighty years, if they are lucky, they can also live a long life, and they will be able to live a long life, and they will be full of children and grandchildren......

For the existence of these immortals or spirits in the entire apartment, this is just a speck of dust that comes from a trance with the flick of a finger, and they will not care about us......

In that case, I and the fortune teller are just doing whatever we want, do you understand?"

After listening to Meng Ji's words, Meng looked at the other party for the first time with unbiased eyes, and suddenly felt that all the questions he had asked before, his views on everyone in the apartment, and about the matter itself, were wrong.

I'm here to do everything I can to get to know the people in the apartment, and I want to get along with everyone, but what does it mean to other people, or does my presence have any effect on the other person?

For Bai Shu, maybe he is just a little girl landlord who has to get along with him in the future.

For Feng Youxiang, he may just be a responsibility that he has to bear, or maybe it is a drag.

What about Meng Ji and Xu Qingyun, and what about the other residents?

But so what?

Yes, so what? I didn't come to this place in a hurry, nor did I beg to do anything to please them?

As for the thought of Feng You covering himself before, wasn't it because of cowardice, and prepared a perfect excuse for himself in advance that he could use when he failed?

In this case, how to treat this job that is inexplicably pressed on you, how to treat this apartment, and how to treat the people in this apartment, isn't it all up to you?

Just like Meng Ji and Xu Qingyun, if you are worthy of respect, you will be respected, if you are afraid, you will be afraid, if you can resist, you will try to resist, and if you can't resist, you will accept it according to your own ideas.

Thinking of this, Meng smiled lightly, the psychological burden that he thought had been unloaded before, at this moment when he thought clearly, finally disappeared, and thanked Meng Ji: "I know, thank you!"

This thank-you was at a loss, and he waved his hand again and again: "No...... You are welcome. ”

In this way, in the restaurant on the first floor, there was a bearded man wearing sunglasses who was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, a little gangster who didn't sit and looked helpless, and a little girl with a smile on her face.

This is exactly what Bai saw when he went down to the first floor.

"Why don't you call me for breakfast?" Bai drew three steps and two steps to the table, looking at the scraps in front of him with an angry face.

As soon as Meng Ji saw Bai Drawing, his body automatically turned on the battle mode, and replied sarcastically:

"Don't you look at what time it is, how big the shelf is, and you still want everyone to wait for you before you can have breakfast?

Bai Shu immediately counterattacked: "What do you know? Now the landlord has to package three meals a day for the residents, do you know that you have to calculate the food expenses?"

"I really don't know, you know, you know you don't come to breakfast on time, and now there's a little bit left, you eat. ”

"Who's going to eat what's left of you!"

"Don't eat if you don't like it!"

"Who told you I'm going to eat!"

"Since you don't eat, don't say anything about eating alone, don't call you!"

"Say it again!"

"It's the same thing many times I've said it again, I and the fortune teller have heard it, Landlord Xiao Meng went to knock on your door, you didn't come out yourself, who is to blame!"

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