Jiang Xinyu can understand that some villages, even though they've handed in the public grain, most of the corn is probably not shelled yet. They soon need to distribute the grain, so having it shelled would be great.
"Teacher Jiang, our village will have Zhiqing and other sent-down people this year."
Jiang Xinyu nodded. Last year, no one came to the village as a favor, but this year we can't avoid it.
"Tomorrow we will start building houses for them," Li Yunqiang said with a sigh. Many Zhiqing have had accidents; he truly hopes they won't come.
"Accountant Li, actually, I think if our village receives sent-down people, it would be much better."
Li Yunqiang paused, then quickly understood what Jiang Xinyu meant.
"Alright, we'll go to the township the day after tomorrow and choose the sent-down people."
"Discuss it with Village Chief Li, even if they're sent down, try not to pick the former officials."
Jiang Xinyu is afraid of causing trouble for the village.
