Assistant Architect

Zhang Siyi was beaten by Gu Yiyi’s eyes, and he couldn’t wait to grow ten cat claws to scratch his face!

Gu Yu lifted his chin to his sister and said, "You are easy. When the guests come, you are alone here, and you are going to help with the dishes."

"Where am I busy, I am not chatting with your ‘小徒弟’!” Gu Yao sighed, and was still interrupted for the chat of Fang Cai.

She was still trying to see Zhang Siyi, Zhang Siyi quickly grasped, and gave her a reluctant look, the two quickly in the invisible between the eyebrows, Oh, no, is eye contact, agreed to talk later.

There was a burst of aroma in the kitchen. Zhang Siyi saw the busy back of Gu Yu’s parents in the kitchen through the frosted glass door. Gu Yao broke into like a rabbit, and it quickly became very lively.

This is a very happy family, filial piety, laughter and laughter.

Although there are no luxury houses, no high power, and even they may have money for a better living environment, they still choose to live in this old apartment with a sense of time.

In the living room, Zhang Siyi’s solid wood TV cabinets, bookshelves, and storage desks that he could see in his grandfather’s home... He knows that these must be knocked out by carpenters, from sawing, nailing, painting, and brushing, all handmade. In order to prevent wood aging after the completion, you should wipe the wood oil once a year.

Over time, these furniture will have a soft, woody color, as if to absorb the aura of the family, become a living thing with the soul, and then, together with the people, as the years grow old, become obsolete.

This is the case with Gu Yu’s family. A piece of lustrous old furniture is properly placed in the right place. The home is visible and architecturally related objects, T-square feet, triangle plates, atlas, and architectural books piled up with cabinets. , size model, piecemeal but not messy and completely integrated with this family.

Zhang Siyi looked at all this and couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that this is a home of Gu Yu.

As he imagined, these older generations of architects never flaunt themselves by fashion and modernity, but are mostly stereotyped.

Just like the "inheritance" that Dad just mentioned, it needs to be passed down, not just objects, furniture, but also family, spirit...

Growing up in such a family, it is no wonder that Gu Yu would like to be an architect. It is no wonder that his villa in Yuanshan Garden also brought Zhang Siyi's similar warmth, calmness and tranquility.

It turns out that everything comes from this.

Zhang Siyi did not swim for a minute. Gu Yu asked: "Your salary is not low. I remember that I sent you a quarterly bonus in January. How can I have no money?"

In front of his family, Zhang Siyi braced the illusion of self-reliance and self-improvement. He had nowhere to say that he had just been vented by Gu Yuyi. When he saw that there was only one person left, he couldn’t help but pour up the bitter water: This money is enough to spend, half of the income is paid rent, and the remaining half, originally saved a little, the result of the New Year to my grandmother, brother and sister issued a bunch of red packets, now completely gone!"

He deliberately said that he was pitiful, trying to cause Gu Yu’s sympathy. He thought that he might give him a raise in salary after a few years. After he heard the words, he calmly asked: "You brothers and sisters, a total of How many red envelopes?"

Zhang Siyi calculated, grandma one thousand six, six brothers and sisters each five hundred, add up to three thousand, a total of four thousand six, he also falsely reported a little, said that sent five thousand.

Although the red envelope for the cousin's cousin was coerced, Zhang Siyi said that there was a little sense of pride, as if to satisfy the vanity of his career.

Gu Yu listened, his eyebrows were not lifted, and he asked: "How much is your rent?"

Zhang Siyi: "Four thousand and one month."

After listening to him, Gu Yu quickly calculated his account: "After your tax, the monthly salary is 7,000 yuan, and you will make at least 500 yuan per month. One quarter, you will win a thousand prizes, and a Halloween event will be worth 1,000. The prize money is 3,000. Ok, this money hasn't been sent yet, but it doesn't count, but I saw you at the annual event. You can't get five small red packets. Add up to a small one, and count the last project bonus. I will give you a total of 18 million. If you add up to your income in the first half of this year, you will have 66,000. After deducting the rent for two quarters, 24,000, there are still 42,000, and you will deduct 5,000 yuan for your loved ones. Money red envelope, there are still three thousand seven..."

Gu Yu looked at him incredulously: "On average, you spend six thousand per month on pure living expenses?"

Zhang Siyi was counted by Gu Yu, and he was forced to do it: "Which, how can there be so much!?"

"Then you count it yourself, see if I am wrong." Gu Yu also kindly took a calculator from the coffee table and threw it to him.

Zhang Siyi counted again according to his own algorithm, and the cold sweat on his head was down. I went, it was really six thousand a month, so why is he not spending enough money every day? Where did he spend the money?

Zhang Siyi suddenly remembered, saying: "I bought more than 10,000 for a winter outfit in December."

Gu Yu looked at him up and down and said: "I just guessed if you have spent all of this on the head, and more than 10,000 are still okay, what about the rest?"

Zhang Siyi: "..."

The rest of him couldn't remember it anymore. Except for the clothes, there seems to be no special expenses. Maybe it is a treat for dinner? But I haven’t asked for it a few times! God, where is his money going? oAo Gu Yu smiled and said: "I am confused, I am also a strong self-reliance ability, it turned out to be a financial idiot, I see this way, you earn more and more poor."

Zhang Siyi: "..." How can I say this to me! (= dish =)

Gu took a look at him and asked: "You have no money, don't let your parents help?"

Zhang Siyi grievously said: "I have an agreement with my dad, I will not ask the family for money after work."

Gu Yu nodded and said that he was recognized, but he wondered: "Since you are almost out of money, why do you still send so many red envelopes to your brother and sister?"

Zhang Siyi: "Hey, I just sent one to my cousin. As a result, my mom said that I have to treat all my brothers and sisters fairly, so I sent them all."

Gu Yu: "Your mother doesn't know that you are running out of money?"

Zhang Siyi: "Well..."

Gu Yu is also a sneer: "Death to face the face of sin."

Zhang Siyi: "..." You can repair! Gu Yu this big bastard! Not only does he not praise him for comforting him, but he has to make up the knife again and again! (t dish t)

Gu Yu was silent for a while, sighed softly, took a red envelope from his body...

Zhang Siyi suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the action of Gu Yu. Knowingly, he asked: "What, this?"

Gu Yu did not answer, and did not immediately give the red envelope to Zhang Siyi, but also pulled out his wallet from his body. I saw that the wallet was bulging, and when it was opened, the thick inside was all money, and Zhang Siyi’s eyes began to take off!

Gu Yu counted ten from the inside, stuffed it into the red envelope, folded it, and the whole process was slow, and Zhang Siyi eagerly jumped to the eyes of the blind man – is Gu Yu planning to give himself a red envelope? How to do? Does he want to collect? Should not be able to... But, but he wants it! QwQ didn't think that Gu Jie had a good money, but he didn't give him the red envelope. Instead, he extended his hand to Zhang Siyi: "Give me the phone."

Zhang Siyi: "..." What do you want my mobile phone to do?

Although doubts, but Zhang Siyi is now full of the red envelope in the hands of Gu Yu, slammed the phone unlocked.

Gu Yu downloaded him a billing app and said: "Every time I spend a sum of money, remember to record here, stick to it for three months, and you will know where your money is going."

Zhang Siyi was taught and nodded again and again: "Hmm."

Gu Yu gave the red envelope and the mobile phone to him: "Hey, take it."

Zhang Siyi's cheeks are reddish, and some are embarrassed. He wants to refuse to meet and say: "How do you give me a red envelope?"

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at him: "You have given me a New Year's greeting. Can I not give you a red envelope?"

Zhang Siyi: "..." How do you say that he deliberately came to the door to ask for a red envelope?

Gu Yu patted his lower back gently and said: "Oh, take it, don't say that Master won't hurt you."

Zhang Siyi: "..." (=////=)

Zhang Siyi pinched the red envelope, this thickness, said less than two thousand dollars in the inside, it seems that just Gu Yu knows that he lacks money, and gave him a thousand.

Although the other party's words and deeds made Zhang Siyi feel the feeling of being ridiculed, but he was facing an economic crisis, he finally gave up the stunned stunned...

Then, Gu Yu taught him how to use the bookkeeping wealth app, let him import the current account, and watch it on the side.

Zhang Siyi flipped the phone and entered one: "-15871.00"

Gu Yu was surprised: "What is this? You still owe someone else money?"

Zhang Siyi shyly said: "I, I... credit card debts..."

Gu Yu looked at him silently, and it seemed like he couldn’t wait to lift Zhang Zhangyi’s back cover and shoot the person directly.

The meal was getting better. Gu Yao took the cooked food out of the kitchen for the parents and set the tableware. He was going to greet the guests to eat. He saw his brother and Zhang Siyi sitting on the sofa. The two were close together and their heads were together. Together, I don’t know what I’m looking at, I’m still whispering from time to time, and my brother’s narrow laughter.

My brother held one hand on his knees, and one hand loosely looped behind Zhang Siyi's waist. It was a very intimate gesture. It was not as close as a boss to a subordinate, nor even a friend.

The brother looked at the expression of that person and there was a kind of gentleness that could not be said. Gu Yao had seen it, that is, the expression that he would reveal when he looked at the mobile phone.

Gu Yao's heartbeat speeded up, and felt that there was something wrong with it, but couldn't tell why it came... She put down the cup lightly, didn't bother them, and returned to the kitchen silently.

The kitchen is also very quiet, Gu Dad and Gu mother have a tacit understanding, is making the last bowl of orange sweet.

They never talk because their mothers can't talk, but as long as they are together, there will be a similar atmosphere around them.

That's right, the same pair in the living room, although slightly different from her parents, but Gu Yao seems to feel the same sweetness from them.