The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 63 Drawings

   When the babies fell asleep, Yang Lan'er took the blueprints and presented them to the man.

  Tan Anjun glanced at her, took the blueprint, at first he didn't care, and looked down the more surprised. The drawings are exquisite, and this architectural style has never been seen before.

   "My lady, let me explain." The architectural style of this three-entry courtyard aroused his interest.

  Yang Lan'er sat up from the bed and replied: "Okay"

  Tan Anjun stuffed Belle into Baoer's bed, let the two brothers sleep together, and finally managed to sleep with his little wife, how could they disturb them.

  Yang Lan'er smiled slyly, got into the bed, and turned out the floor plan in the drawing, "Look, this is the floor plan of the three-entry courtyard, and here is the gate on the southeast side,"

   "Oh, the gate is not in the middle?" Tan Anjun was puzzled.

"The gate is on the southeast side, in order to take the meaning of 'purple air coming from the east', occupying the Xun position in the eight trigrams, that is, the wind position, which is the position where the gentle and moist wind blows in, so as to introduce the southeast wind to block the northwest wind in winter, which is auspicious. The position embodies the principle of Kanzhai Xunmen."

  Tan Anjun nodded, watching his little wife talking eloquently, feeling turbulent in his heart.

   "When you enter the gate, you can see that this wall is a shadow wall, and the row of houses on the south side are inverted houses, for the porter and servants to live in,"

   "Entering through the screen door is the outer courtyard of the inverted building, and passing through the vertical flower door is the second entrance courtyard. On both sides are wing rooms and Chaoshou verandah. The middle row is the middle hall, and the three bays are flanked by bedrooms and study rooms. This is also the outer courtyard.

   Entering from the vertical flower gate is the inner courtyard, which is also the third courtyard, and also the wing rooms on both sides. The front is the main room, which is the bedroom of the head of the family. "

   Tan Anjun listened carefully, and asked if he didn't understand. Yang Lan'er asked him to build a bathroom in the side room next to his master bedroom according to his requirements.

  Every person in the family should have a room, as well as a storeroom, at least two study rooms in the outer courtyard, as well as guest rooms, stables, pig pens, chicken pens, etc.

  Even if the house is not carved, it must be able to live.

  Tan Anjun pondered carefully while listening, his eyes glanced casually, and saw the serious and rigorous expression of his little wife, which seemed to be glowing with luster.

   "Sir, do you still have doubts?" Yang Lan'er finished explaining, poked her with her elbow, and asked with a smile.

   "Ah... oh, no, no more, I will discuss with you if I have any questions during the construction." Tan Anjun was in a trance.

   "Okay, oh, and the babies will be enlightened tomorrow, and they haven't been named yet." Yang Lan'er pouted, and she was a naming fee. Or she got up directly.

  Tan Anjun rested his arm on his pillow, watching Yang Lan'er lost his mind.

  Yang Lan'er looked at him absent-mindedly, pinched his waist and twisted it 180 degrees.

   "┗|｀O′|┛哦~~" Tan Anjun jumped up in pain, and grabbed the troublesome little hand.

  Rubbing the side of the waist vigorously, the pain is extremely sour!

   "What's wrong? An Jun" Mother Yang asked anxiously when she heard her son-in-law's cry.

   "It's okay mother, he accidentally touched his head, he deserves it." He lay on the bed and collapsed with laughter.

   "Be careful, there are some rocks protruding from this cave." Mother Yang instructed.

   "Okay, got it!"

   Tan Anjun's pain was relieved, and he saw his little wife smiling blushingly, her eyes sparkling, and she glanced at her sons, who were soundly asleep.

   rushed over, grabbed her hand, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Do you want to murder your husband?"

  Yang Lan'er snorted coldly: "Who told you to desert while Mrs. Ben was talking, hum!"

   Tan Anjun: "."

  Can you blame him? Is it reasonable to pinch his flesh?

  Yang Lan'er was very anxious, this guy is not going to fix her up, is he?

   I envy the ancient living houses—spacious~

   Continue to ask for tickets~

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