Li Zhihua waved his hand: "Go away. You're just causing us trouble."
Having said that, he had a smile on his face and his voice was very happy.
Zhang Guangzong also laughed and left quickly.
As soon as he walked out of the commune gate, he was grabbed by Yang Futian.
"Why did you stay here, kid?"
Zhang Guangzong looked up at the sky speechlessly, "No, why haven't you left yet?"
"If you don't leave, how can I leave? What did you say to the boss?"
"What can I say? I'm just asking for advice from my boss."
"What do you want to ask?"
"Please advise us on how to increase the collective income. We are already poor, and now we have to bear even more burdens. What is going on?"
"That's it?"
"What else?"
Yang Futian didn't believe it, but since Zhang Guangzong wouldn't tell him, he was too embarrassed to ask his superiors. Anyway, if there were any changes in Liushu Village, he would know about it. Even if he couldn't catch up with this wave of benefits, he could still catch up with the next wave. At worst, he would just follow suit.
"Let's go back together."
The two of them rode their bikes, chatting all the way.
Zhang Guangzong asked Yang Futian: "Have you confirmed the middle school teacher for your brigade?"
"It's settled. It's Yang Zeyong, a retired veteran of our brigade."
"Can he teach?"
"No. He can only be a representative of the poor and lower-middle peasants."
Zhang Guangzong was speechless. "Can't we send a poor and lower-middle peasant who can teach?"
"I can't send them. The poor and lower-middle peasants in our brigade have only junior high school education, and they haven't even graduated yet. There are only two people who have gone to high school and are qualified to teach junior high school. One is a rich peasant, and the other is a middle peasant. Both of them are very timid. If I send them, I'll just be asking for trouble. It's better to let them work in the fields."
Although Lao Yang's education level is low, he can read and write, so his identity is not a problem. How about your team?"
"There was a high school student in our brigade. Classes were suspended just after she finished her freshman year in 1966. But she studied at home. She recently returned to high school to take the exam and received her high school diploma with very good grades. She has no problem teaching junior high school. She is still a poor and lower-middle peasant."
"That's great. Our Old Yang is an old comrade, his ideological awareness is impeccable, and he's stable. With the old and the young working together, they should be able to run the school well, right?"
Zhang Guangzong sighed, "There are only two of them. That's a little short. Do you think the government will send us teachers?"
"Not sure. Maybe they can assign one. Can the former teachers from the commune junior high school be assigned to one of the brigade junior high schools? How can we teach without teachers? Setting up a school seems like a joke."
After Yang Futian finished speaking, they both sighed.
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