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Ran Qiuye was also curious after hearing this, "Teacher Yan, I have only been here for less than two years."

"Oh, if it's less than two years, then it will be calculated as one year." Yan Fugui lowered his head and thought for a moment, with pride on his face, "Generally speaking, the length of service is calculated in years, but we are special. This length of service is short.

It is estimated that it will be difficult to increase the price.”

After hearing this, Ran Qiuye still felt disappointed.

When she didn't go to Yangjiazhuang Primary School, she wasn't even a substitute teacher. She earned 15 or 6 yuan a month and lived in poverty. Her family was even more...

Later, I went to Yangjiazhuang Primary School, but I also received the salary of a substitute teacher. With a monthly subsidy, I finally passed 20, and my life improved.

Later, she married Yang Xiaotao.

I won’t mention my current life, but I am still very happy to be able to get a salary increase.

But I didn't expect that she didn't have any share.

When Yang Xiaotao saw Yan Fugui's expression on the side, he probably felt a sense of superiority.

"Third uncle, what is the salary of this vice-principal?"

"Ah? Vice principal?"

Yan Fugui was confused when asked.

"Yes, Qiuye is the vice principal of Yangjiazhuang Primary School and also serves as the class teacher." Yang Xiaotao said, and Ran Qiuye was also surprised. Why didn't she know that?

Yang Xiaotao gave her a reassuring look. He had mentioned this to Mr. Yang. He was recruiting students this year. There were more classrooms, more children, and more things to manage.

Just in time, the matter of getting rid of Principal Zhou and finding a substitute teacher has been settled.

Their school will recruit teachers from normal schools, and by the way, Yangjiazhuang School will be in need.

Originally, these students did not want to come to the countryside. After all, they had already heard about the poverty in the countryside.

But there are always people with an extra attachment and an ideal in their psychology.

Just like that, after Principal Zhou talked about the current situation of Yang's parents' elementary school, two students actually signed up.

As a result, this year's Yangjiazhuang Primary School not only has more students, but also has two more teachers.

If there are too many teachers, we naturally need to manage them well.

It's just right for Ran Qiuye to get familiar with it in advance. After all, Mr. Yang is not too young.

"You also know that Yangjiazhuang Primary School is expanding this year. There will be one or two hundred children and a few teachers. There will be more in the future, so Qiuye is already the vice principal of the school. He will apply for the job this time, and his salary will probably be increased.

Bar."

"Ah, ah!"

Yan Fugui looked at Ran Qiuye, and the sense of superiority in his heart disappeared.

The vice principal, think about it, he has the head teacher, the grade director, and then the vice principal.

This is a three-level difference, and the salary will definitely not be less when the time comes.

Ran Qiuye looked at Yang Xiaotao's proud smile and wanted to explain that this matter had not been approved by the higher authorities.

But they were stopped by Yang Xiaotao, and the two walked into the courtyard, leaving Yan Fugui sighing on the spot.

After returning home, Wangcai ran to the doghouse and went in and out, feeling very happy.

This fully illustrates the saying that a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.

Xiaowei flew to the house first and started doing housekeeping according to Yang Xiaotao's wishes. When the door was opened, the house was clean and tidy.

"How about it? Clean it up. I was busy for most of the day before the Chinese New Year."

Yang Xiaotao shamelessly took the credit, Ran Qiuye smiled and said, "Okay, I'll reward you tonight."

"you said?"

"You've gone astray again."

"What? I didn't say anything."

"You look like that, you still need to say..."

"Well...."

In the front yard, Xu Damao walked in cautiously.

After hiding for two days, I thought that Shazhu's anger should subside, so I came back and made preparations in advance.

Unexpectedly, the more you are afraid of something, the more likely it will come. As soon as Xu Damao entered the middle courtyard, he met Silly Zhu who came out of Jia's house.

Jiantian Shazhu went to the hospital early in the morning and hired a trolley to bring Jia Dongxu back.

As for Mrs. Jia Zhang, she couldn't stand the deserted feeling in the hospital yesterday, so she told the nurse and ran back without even paying the hospitalization fee.

Fortunately, she told the nurse that Jia Dongxu was her son, and they would settle the accounts together then, so she ran back.

When I went to pick up Jia Dongxu this morning, the uncle gave the money to Shazhu, and then he got it back smoothly.

It's just that Jia Dongxu didn't react much all the way. Except when he was discharged from the hospital, he put the quilt over his head and didn't speak all the way.

Silly Zhu didn't want to talk either. If Qin Huairu hadn't begged him this time, he wouldn't have come to the hospital on New Year's Day.
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