Dad, you know nothing about your cooking.

Xue Xueer sighed: "after that, you'll do it first, but you have to eat it yourself first! How can dad not have such delicious food?"

With that, Xue Xueer took a spare clean bowl, divided some out and pushed them to Xue Laosan.

Xue Laosan was moved by his daughter's behavior.

"Dad doesn't eat, Xiao Xueer eats." Xue Laosan was moved on his face: "Dad, I'll eat something else later. Just eat this."

Xue Xueer:

"Dad, there are too many. I can't finish it. I still want to eat dumplings made by my aunt."

The last dumpling was made by Liu Aiju. She didn't like it so much, but she liked the dumplings made by her aunt.

Liu Aiju's cooking is delicious, but it doesn't have as many patterns as her aunt's.

Xue Laosan's smile just now was taken back in an instant. He seemed to be moved to no avail. Xiaoxueer didn't want to share it with him.

It's obvious that you should save your stomach to eat her aunt's dumplings!

Ouyang Qing'an wanted to laugh, but he choked back. He was really hard.

I can only eat the noodles in the bowl silently. The taste of the noodles is really good. Uncle Xue is really careful to coax xiaoxueer.

Xue Laosan is bitter. He looks very happy when he eats noodles.

"Uncle Xue, my father said he wanted to hire you to work in hope primary school. I don't know if you would like to?" Ouyang Qingan said his real purpose.

Last time at the Qin family, Ouyang Zhengkuan asked Ouyang Qing'an what the Xue family did.

Boss Xue wants to run his own restaurant in the town, and he hasn't read for a few days. He can't leave when he's busy.

Xue Laoer is also doing work for others. When he is free, he earns work points at home. He is usually silent and doesn't laugh. He doesn't have much contact with others.

In the whole family, only Xue Laosan has some ink in his stomach. He has been with Xu fangya for a long time, and he has read a lot of books.

Finally, Ouyang Zhengkuan made up his mind. When he was free, he must talk to Xue Laosan alone, because after his school was built, in addition to teachers, he still lacked a teaching director.

Many people want to come to this position, but they are not competent.

Those who are competent and don't want to do this, just be a teacher.

Ouyang Zhengkuan has a headache.

Xue Laosan was still hanging noodles in his mouth. He was stunned when he heard the news.

"You... What did you say?"

Let him work at school? Is this... OK?

Don't mention Xue Laosan himself. Xue Xueer was also a little surprised: "brother Qing'an, is uncle Ouyang really talking about my father?"

Why doesn't she sound like that?

She didn't say that her father was bad. She just felt that the teachers in the primary school were really strong. Since the last registration, she asked one by one to know how good those people were.

They were transferred from somewhere and sold the face of the Qin family.

Her father is an ordinary and honest man. What can he do in hope primary school?

Xue Xueer is a little worried. Is it difficult to let her father do cleaning? That won't work!

Ouyang Qing'an smiled and put down his chopsticks: "Uncle Xue, I'm sure my father said you, and my father said that only you meet the temperament of this post."

Xue Xueer was more curious: "what post is brother Qing'an? Does my father go to clean up?"

Old Xue looked at Xue Xueer and was a little embarrassed: "Xiao Xueer, don't you want your father to be better?"

If it weren't for his daughter, he wouldn't like it.

But my daughter said that Xue Laosan also looked at his clothes. Is it really cleaning?

"Do you earn much cleaning?"

Looking at this serious and serious look, Ouyang Qingan was amused.

"Uncle Xue, little Xueer, it's not cleaning." Ouyang Qing'an said, "I want uncle Xue to be the teaching director."

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