
As the babies fell asleep, Yang Lan'er brought the blueprint to the man.
Tan Anjun glanced at him, took his blueprints, he initially did not care, and lowered his head even more surprised. The picture is very beautiful, and this architectural style has never been seen before.
"Miss, please explain." This three-door courtyard architectural style aroused his interest.
Yang Lan'er sat up from the bed, and said: "OK"
Tan Anjun stuffed Bei'er into Bao'er's bed, let the two brothers sleep together, finally being able to sleep with his little wife, how could they bother him.
Yang Lan'er smiled cunningly, climbed onto the bed, and took out a picture of the floor plan, "Look, this is a courtyard plan with three entrances, and this is the gate on the southeast side." "Oh, isn't the gate in the middle?" Tan Anjun was confused
.
“The flight is on the southeast side, to take the meaning of 'purple air coming from the east', occupying the position of Xun in eight trigrams, that is, the position of the wind, that is the position where the soft wind and moist wind blow in,
and it is good luck to introduce a southeastern wind to block the northwestern wind in winter. The position embodies the principle of Kanzhai Xunmen. "
Tan Anjun nodded, watching his little wife speak eloquently, feeling the turmoil in his heart . "When you enter the gate, you can see that this wall is a shadow wall. The row of houses on the south side is an upside down house
for the porter and the maid. "vertical flowers are the inner courtyard, which is also the third entrance courtyard, and also the wing rooms on both sides, and the front is the main room, the, the bedroom of the head of the family,
and behind him is the back room and the ear space." Tan Anjun listened carefully, and asked if he did not understand,
and Yang Lan'er asked him to build an ear space next to his master bedroom according to his own needs.
Wash the bathroom Everyone in the family should have a room, a barn, at least two study rooms in the outer yard, guest rooms, a cage, a pigsty, a chicken coop, etc.
Even if the house is not carved, it must be habitable.
Tan Anjun pondered seriously while listening, and glanced at it casually, looking at the serious and resolute expression of his little wife, who seemed to shine with a gleam.
"Sir, are you still in doubt?" Yang Laner asked with a smile after she finished explaining, piercing him with her elbow.
“OK, oh, and the babies will be enlightened tomorrow, and they have not been named.” Yang Lan'er pouted, and he was the naming fee. Or he just woke up.
Tan Anjun rested his arm on his pillow, watching Yang Lan'er lose his mind.
Yang Lan'er looked at him in a daze, grabbed his waist and turned it 180 degrees.
"┗|`O'|┛ ⁇ ~~" Tan Anjun jumped in pain, and grabbed that troublesome little hand.
Rubbing the side of the waist hard, the pain is very acidic!
"What's wrong? An Jun" Mother Yang asked worriedly upon hearing her daughter-in-law's cry.
"It's okay mom, she accidentally touched his head, she deserves it." He lay on the bed and fainted from laughter.
"Be careful, there are some rocks protruding from this cave," Mother Yang instructed.
“OK, I understand!”
Tan Anjun's pain subsided, seeing his little wife smile blush, his eyes twinkling, he glanced at his sons who were sound asleep.
He rushed over, grabbed his hand, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You want to kill your husband?"
Yang Lan'er let out a cold snort: "Who told you to leave while Lady Ben was talking, hum!"
Tan Anjun: ".
" Can you blame him? Does it make sense to pinch the meat?
Yang Lan'er was very anxious, this person would not fix it, right?