To be able to calculate, one must also be good at math?
Looking at the entire Pingshang Brigade, there may be some that meet these two conditions, but it is indeed difficult to satisfy all parties.
The position of scorer is not high-ranking, but the authority is considerable. Which family doesn't want their nephews and nieces to have the opportunity to do it?
Although the brigade was divided into six production teams, everyone was in the same village and the relationship between relatives was complicated and intricate.
The seven major surnames of Yang, Li, Zeng, Xiao, Wei, Ran, and Yao; the four minor surnames of Nie, Zhao, Sun, and Wu; as well as outsiders such as the Yan, Zhao, and Cui families, all are trying to find a bigger foothold for themselves.
Zeng Heping had barely finished speaking when Yang Dachao, the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee in charge of education, spoke impatiently:
"My nephew, Yang Chunhai, has just graduated from high school. He's a quiet and honest person. He's definitely capable of taking on the role of scorekeeper."
"Yang Chunhai is a good kid, but the Yang family has a regular employee at the printing factory and a temporary worker in the county. I'm afraid it's not suitable to have another scorekeeper!"
Li Lizhen, the women's director, touched the black wire clip on her short hair and continued with a smile, "If you ask me, Li Xiaqing, the second daughter of the Li family, is quite suitable. I watched her grow up. She is smart and nimble."
Ran Maoming, secretary of the Youth League branch, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea slowly, and then said, "I remember Li Xiaqing didn't even graduate from elementary school, right?"
Upon hearing this, Li Lizhen was speechless.
Yes, how could she forget that since Yan Wenzon passed away, the younger generations of the Li family have almost abandoned their studies, and Li Xiaqing is afraid that she will not be able to meet Zeng Heping's requirements.
"Isn't Accountant Zeng's second son a junior high school student?" Zhao Chuanqiang, deputy secretary of the brigade, glanced at Wei Zhengmao and suggested.
Zeng Heping shook his head and said, "I'm still working as an accountant, so it's not appropriate for him to come."
A brigade accountant and a scorekeeper, are they afraid that the members will poke holes in the backbone of the Zeng family?
Everyone was talking at once, nominating their own relatives, but they were rejected by others, finding all kinds of inappropriateness in their suggestions.
For a moment, the meeting room was noisy and it seemed difficult to reach a consensus.
Wei Zhengmao glanced at Sun Chenghong calmly, and seeing that he didn't want to get involved, he raised his head, glanced at everyone, and cleared his throat.
"The rice harvest begins tomorrow, and someone has to do the job of scorekeeper. I see that although there are many people recommended, there isn't a single one that truly meets everyone's expectations. How about I make a suggestion?"
Upon hearing this, everyone stopped arguing and looked at Wei Zhengmao.
Zeng Heping expressed his support. If a scorer could not be found, he would have to take on the job first and catch up with the autumn harvest. Who could handle that?
Wei Zhengmao listened to the crowd's agreement and continued, "I suggest finding someone who is impartial, preferably an outsider, or an educated youth."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell into deep thought. Wei Zhengmao didn't say much, but just picked up the teacup and drank the tea.
Educated youth? Nie Hongshan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word. He suspected Wei Zhengmao had made this suggestion just to attract candidates like educated youth.
"There are only three outsider families in Team Three. The Yan family's background is not good. The Zhang family only has a blind man and a half-grown child. As for the Zhao family..."
Li Weitao, the leader of the first production team, poked his head out, glanced at Nie Hongshan across from Yao Junkun, and asked, "Has Zhao Jun graduated from elementary school?"
"He graduated from elementary school, but I haven't heard that he's good at math." Since Secretary Wei wants educated youth, there's no need for Nie Hongshan to be a roadblock.
He knew very well that Wei Zhengmao was very unhappy with what happened to Yan Mingli last night. If at this time he strongly recommended Zhao Jun to be the scorer.
If something goes wrong in the future, I might even lose my position as production team leader.
He would not hand the evidence to Wei Zhengmao personally.
"There are not many educated youth in the third team now. Apart from the three male educated youth, there are only two female educated youth left." Ran Shanhe, the captain of the second production team, said the matter at hand.
"Yes, Tian Xiaomei and Mo Yutong." Nie Hongshan picked up the teacup and blew away the few tea foam particles on the water surface.
Wei Zhengmao was very satisfied with Nie Hongshan's understanding, and his smile gradually became kinder.
"I've read the information about the educated youth before. Tian Xiaomei stayed home unemployed for a while after graduating from junior high school, while Mo Yutong graduated from Nanxinhua Street Middle School and went straight to work at the Beijing Meat Processing Plant."
"Then Mo Zhiqing is very suitable." Xiao Chunrong, who had experienced Mo Yutong's eloquence last night, immediately raised his hand, casting a vote of approval.
Aren't all the hints and implications in Wei Zhengmao's words directed at Mo Yutong? He's not a fool, so how could he not understand?
Zeng Heping then raised his hand and said, "I agree."
"I agree too." Nie Hongshan raised his hand reluctantly.
"I agree." Zhao Chuanqiang followed closely.
Slowly, all the members of the Pingshang Brigade leadership group raised their hands and passed the meeting resolution unanimously, appointing Mo Yutong as the scorekeeper of the third production team.
At this time, in the quiet courtyard of the Yan family, Mo Yutong was concentrating on explaining the questions to the two children.
Her voice was soft and clear, like a spring breeze, bringing warmth.
The children listened attentively, nodding and frowning from time to time, obviously thinking seriously.
In addition to explaining the questions, Mo Yutong also taught them a few new words, patiently explaining the meaning and usage of each word.
After they understood, she assigned them after-class exercises, requiring them to write each new word ten times, and gave them some simple math problems to consolidate their knowledge.
Therefore, when Wei Zhengmao passed by the grove alone, gently knocked on the gate of Yan's courtyard, and pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard, what caught his eye was the scene of three people lying on the round table and writing furiously.
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