Shu Wenquan thought he misheard, "What, what did you say?"
Jiang Mingyue raised an eyebrow and repeated, "Didn't Mr. Yang tell you? You teachers shouldn't feel burdened; the future tasks won't be easy. I had previously planned to leave room for literacy classes, and by then you will be responsible for teaching people in the village to read. This won't be easy to teach.
Furthermore, the elementary school in town has been closed for nearly a year. Parents who are eager for their children to attend school have been paying attention. If they find out that Qingshan Village now has a school, they will definitely come here for education. If people from nearby villages also come, you will be very busy, and at that time, there might not even be enough teachers!"
"Really?" Shu Wenquan was overjoyed, the gloom of the past few days swept away, and he felt revitalized.
"Of course it's true. Do you know where Mr. Yang is? I just happened to come to see him."
