The house only wrote Tang Yu's name, and Lu Xiangyang also said the same thing to Du Juan in private, including the causes and consequences of picking up the money at the beginning, in fact, whether there is a Lu family or not, it is also appropriate to write only Tang Yu's name.

Du Juan also agreed when she heard this, and said: "Xiaoyang, this is right, this world is too unfair to women, it is much easier for men to come out and act, unlike women, everything is difficult." Xiao Yu has two houses in hand, and she doesn't have to worry about it for the rest of her life. As for you, Xiaoyang, you are a man, a capable man, you will not count on gifts from your parents or others, but work hard to achieve it. ”

Hearing Du Juan's words, Lu Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mom, I think so too." ”

Du Juan stroked his face, carefully studied the contours of his face, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and said, "Child, I believe in you." ”

"Mom, don't you blame me for being wary of those people?" Lu Xiangyang asked cautiously.

In the past, she always said forget it, they were all relatives or something.

Du Juan was silent and said, "As long as you're happy." ”

Lu Xiangyang stepped forward and hugged her waist and said, "Mom, Dad is gone, and now my relatives are just you and Tang Xiaoyu." The rest of the people have nothing to do with me, and I don't want to admit it, let alone pretend to be generous. ”

"Little Yang ......"

Du Juan's voice trembled a little, Lu Xiangyang raised her head, her lips moved, she barely pulled out a smile, and said, "Okay, in the future, our mother and wife will depend on each other." ”

She closed her eyes, and everything was fate.

......

When the house was in hand, before school started, Tang Yu took a piece of paper and wrote and drew on the whole house to see which one needed to be changed.

First of all, the second floor is their private territory, which is not open to the public, and the staircase on the second floor should be a door to isolate the discussion.

In the rest of the places, since it is a private restaurant, and it is about homely cooking, it should be based on comfort and let people return home.

There are two front and back gardens, but also have to be some changes, not necessarily someone likes to eat in the house, the garden is well done, you can still set the table to eat, this is also a kind of taste, and the roof of the building, you should bother to dress up, not only high-end foreign atmosphere, but also fresh and elegant.

It's also a shame that Tang Yu is a person who has lived a lifetime, and he has seen a lot of suppression and small fresh cafes or something, so it's good to design and dress up in those directions.

But she also asked Du Juan and Lu Xiangyang, of course, she also said what she thought, and the two of them said very shamefully, let her mess with it.

Well, that's up to her.

So, Tang Yu was responsible for the design, Du Juan was responsible for cleaning up the sundries of the house, Lu Xiangyang, naturally the one who wanted to run errands, so he could clean up and arrange the rooms of a few people on the second floor first, and he could spend the night here if he was late.

There are a total of four rooms on the second floor, of course Du Juan does not allow the largest master room, Tang Yu and Lu Xiangyang's rooms are opposite, and the other room is used as a guest room in case of emergency.

On the first floor, there were two servants' rooms, and Tang Yu arranged one of them into a huge study, so that there would be no space for guests to come and talk something private, and the basement could be used for servants anyway.

After this road was arranged, even Du Juan had to sigh that she was thoughtful and everything was proper, and she even felt that she had a smart head, and she didn't understand how Tang Xinglong could push such a baby bump out, and what was the stupid tendon that she was guilty of.

However, in her selfish heart, Du Juan also thought that if it weren't for the Tang family's stupidity, Tang Yu would not have returned to their family, and there would be no happy life today.

Everything is a matter of fate.