I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

Looking at her silent sister, Liu Yuyan was furious. She reached out and tapped her sister's forehead.

"If you can marry Yan Jiefang, that will be a blessing for ten lifetimes. I heard that he was even featured in the RM Daily last year!"

The news was presented in such a detailed and convincing manner that it didn't seem like a lie.

Some people have even produced original newspapers as proof, which contain photos of Yan Jiefang running!

What kind of newspaper is RM Daily? Nothing there is trivial.

Those who can get to that level are all incredibly capable people! How could ordinary folks like us possibly have any contact with them?

That would be a momentous event that would bring glory to one's ancestors!

"In our area, that might even be something that gets listed in the family genealogy!"

Hearing her eldest daughter say this, Liu's mother was also taken aback. She stared at her eldest daughter:

"Yu Yan, are you telling the truth?"

Liu Yuyan looked around and whispered:

"It's probably true, but we don't read newspapers and we don't have that much money to buy them, so it's normal that we don't know about this news."

If you want to know if it's true or not, you might have to ask him yourself.

However, this guy is very tight-lipped and basically doesn't reveal any information.

He earns so much money every month but never tells anyone.

If it weren't for the Yan family's wife across the street revealing it, everyone would still be in the dark.

Judging from the state of his home, I estimate his monthly income is definitely more than seventy or eighty yuan!

Liu's mother exclaimed in surprise:

"More than seventy or eighty?"

Liu Yuyan glanced in the direction of the next room, then reached out and pressed down:

"Mom, please speak more quietly."

The pen was packaged in a rectangular pen case with gold trim, which looked very impressive.

This fountain pen was one of the top fountain pens in China at the time, with only the Hero 100 gold pen being comparable to it.

These two are known as the "Two Heroes of Chinese Fountain Pens" and are benchmark products among domestic vintage fountain pens.

Moreover, this kind of pen is not simple; ordinary people cannot buy it at all. Only some cadres and public officials can purchase it.

This is an absolutely extraordinary reward.

Yan Jiefang accepted it with both hands:

"Thank you, Principal!"

The principal patted his arm: (Yan Jiefang is too tall, it's hard to pat his shoulder unless I stand on tiptoe, which would be disrespectful and not appropriate)

"We must continue to work hard and win more honors for our North Electric Power Company!"

"yes!"

At the end of the month, Liu Ruyan and her daughter returned to Jiangcheng.

Yan Jiefang bought them express sleeper tickets and gave them some boiled eggs, braised beef, candy, and snacks to eat on the way.

Compared to his income, it's just a small amount of money, nothing to worry about.

He's not the shrewish, calculating old man Yan who's so annoying.

Of course, if it was right after I traveled there, that would be a different story.

They're too busy with their own things to care about Liu Ruyan. Get out of my way!