"I do indeed have some ideas. Mother should first discuss with Father about finding someone to take on the job. Once I have drawn up the plans, I will show them to you. You will definitely be satisfied," Ye Jiu said.
"My dear treasure knows how to draw plans?" Although Mrs. He said this, deep down, she didn't believe a word Ye Jiu was saying.
Writing and drawing were not like other skills. Her Xiaojiu was good in every aspect, except that the lack of ability in the family had held her back. The child couldn't even recognize characters, let alone draw plans. That was no simple task.
Yet Ye Jiu was full of confidence, "These past few days when I had nothing to do, I just took a twig and scribbled on the ground to practice."
I might not be able to produce something very good, but rough shapes were still manageable. Later, with a lengthy discussion with the master builder, who is the expert, he would surely understand.
By saying this, Ye Jiu was also giving Mrs. He a heads-up.