Sky-high offer letter: the president's contract girlfriend

In the remote mountain village, because of the addition of two people, it was no longer peaceful, and even a little noisy.

In the morning, the birds chirped cheerfully on the branches, as if there was still a bit of anxiety in it, which made people panic inexplicably, as if something bad happened.

"Sister!" Bamboo's voice came from outside, followed by his little figure running in. He took Yang Xixi's hand and ran out, saying as he ran, "Come and see, they are going to fight!" La!"

Yang Xixi just woke up, before she had time to wash up, she was pulled out.The 'they' that Zhuzi said must be Jun Yichen and Qiao Yu, but they are so good, how could they fight?

Following the bamboo, they heard the sound of arguing from the kitchen. Ye Zi stood at the door and watched, as if watching a play.

Jun Yichen's voice hit her ears first, and it was at a height she had never heard before, "Qiao Yu, don't go too far! She is mine now."

"So what? I won't give up this time. Don't forget that she used to be my wife." Qiao Yu's tone did not show any weakness, and was even firmer than ever.

Yang Xixi didn't understand why the relationship between the two of them felt so delicate when they met this time?She never had a chance to ask.

As soon as she walked in, the two of them immediately stopped arguing and each bowed their heads and went about their own business.

Jun Yichen was stirring the flour, but there was too much water, and the batter had already turned into a paste.As for Qiao Yu, there was half a bowl of noodles in front of him, but the situation was much better than Jun Yichen's, at least the rarity.

Yang Xixi glanced to the side again, the ground was black and white, and there was an empty bag abandoned in the corner.The black ones are dirt, and the white ones are obviously flour. Because they have been stepped on, there are shoe prints of different shades on them.

Yang Xixi glanced at them expressionlessly, "Can you tell me, what are you doing?"

"Make breakfast." The two spoke in unison again.

Yang Xixi couldn't help but point to the empty bag, and said slowly, "But you have wasted a lot of food. That bag is Zhuzi's pasta for a year."

Jun Yichen and Qiao Yu raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the bamboo next to them. He looked at the ground with distress, but said nothing.

When Yang Xixi first came here, like them, she didn't know that people's lives here were so rigid, and even the noodles they ate had to be counted.

Yang Xixi walked over, looked at the noodles on their plates, and said, "Forget it, let's eat these today, whether it's lumps or pancakes, don't let it go to waste."

Jun Yichen innocently said to himself, "Actually, I want to make you noodles..."

On the matter of cooking, those two people always disagreed, and even wanted to do their own things, but the conditions did not allow it.Yang Xixi had no choice but to convince the two people, so she had to ask them to guess the game, and whoever won would cook the meal.

There is also something in the school, there are two extra teachers for no reason.It was only half a day from the children's joy at the beginning to when they realized that things were not what they imagined.

Moreover, the two people's teaching methods are also at odds. One advocates book education, and the other advocates true knowledge through practice. As a result, the two had a debate before the official class.

For this debate, the children's expectations and interests far exceeded Yang Xixi's imagination.

What made her speechless the most was the result, because the children supported the person they liked, so they used finger-guessing as the judging method.It took me a long time, just to figure out the order of who will take the first class...