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

On September 22, the basketball champion was determined.

The Beijing team defeated the Sichuan team, living up to expectations and winning the gold medal. (These two teams were actually the champion and runner-up in the basketball competition at the second National Games.)

In order to prevent the game from becoming a blowout too quickly, Yan Jiefang was substituted on when there were only 5 minutes left in the game, as usual.

He can dunk powerfully up close and shoot from extremely long distances.

One or two people simply cannot defend against his dribbling breakthroughs or fadeaway shots.

If we send more people to guard against him, what about the other four people in the team?

As long as he's on the court, he's completely unstoppable.

No matter how the coach adjusted things on the sidelines, it had no effect, and in the end, they had no choice but to give up and completely tank.

Whether it's the spectators or the athletes, everyone has realized that he is the absolute ruler on the court in both basketball and sprinting.

Whenever he stands in the center of the field, everyone else pales in comparison and becomes mere background figures.

The reason is that he didn't participate in other projects; otherwise, people would have noticed that they were all the same and there was no difference.

The 9nd National Games concluded successfully with a grand closing ceremony on September 28.

In this competition, Yan Jiefang only participated in three events and ultimately won only three gold medals.

But for Factory 774, this is an honor far greater than ever before.

All the leaders and employees felt proud.

On the 23rd, the factory's broadcasting station specially reported Yan Jiefang's glorious achievements.

When he won the sprint championship before, the factory had already put up several long banners to publicize and praise him, and now they've added a few more basketball banners.

At the request of the factory leaders, he also displayed his three gold medals in the factory's exhibition hall.

Every day, a constant stream of employees come to watch.

Most people had only heard of gold medals before, but now they can actually see them right in front of them. This is quite an eye-opening experience.

Some employees even brought cameras to take photos as souvenirs.

Because this surprise was so great, after a meeting, the factory leaders not only issued him a factory-level merit award, but also gave him a raise of one grade.

This award is valid for a long period of three years.

In other words, he can start receiving a probationary salary of 42.5 yuan this month.

After a few months, when he was officially hired, although he was only a level 15 technician, his salary was 48.5 yuan, which was the salary of a level 14 technician.

Other rewards included a pair of Warrior shoes, a commemorative enamel mug, a small amount of grain coupons, meat coupons, and other miscellaneous items.

These things are good for other people, but they are dispensable for Yan Jiefang.

Besides the award from Factory 774, he also caused quite a stir in his hometown.

Since the competition was held right in their neighborhood, many residents of Nanluoguxiang were paying close attention to it.

Yan Jiefang, as the most outstanding athlete in Nanluoguxiang, has received considerable attention.

Especially after winning two gold medals in the 100 meters and the 4x100 relay, he became a topic of conversation for many people.

Many people also bought tickets specifically to watch the basketball finals.

Therefore, after the competition, the news of his winning the gold medal again quickly spread throughout Nanluoguxiang.

When Yan Jiefang returned to Mianhua Hutong after the National Games, he was not only surrounded by a large number of residents, but also received a certificate of honor from the street office and neighborhood committee.

Before, everyone had only heard his voice, but now they have actually seen him in person.

Just as things were getting chaotic here, Yan Bugui somehow got closer.

He asked in a low voice:

"Jiefang, where are your three gold medals? Quickly, show them to Dad. I've never seen real gold medals before. These gold medals must be worth a lot of money, right?"

Yan Jiefang glanced at him:

"The gold medal is not pure gold at all; it is made by gilding bronze. It is not valuable in itself and only serves as a commemorative and honorary item."

"What's the use of commemorations and honors? You can't eat or drink them, so let's have something more practical!"

After hearing Yan Jiefang explain the materials and function of the gold medal, Yan Bugui left without looking back, uttering this sentence.

Gilded items only have a thin layer of gold paint on the surface and are not worth much at all; they are not as practical as a Yuan Shikai silver dollar.

The area around Mianhua Hutong gradually quieted down.

After the three siblings finished dinner, Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi returned to courtyard number 95 together.

Just as Yan Jiefang was about to rest, an unexpected person suddenly came to him.

It is Xu Damao's father, Xu Fugui.

This person was dressed in a complete Zhongshan suit, and on the surface, he seemed to be quite impressive.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that his hair is rather long and his beard is not very neat, indicating that he has not taken good care of it for several days.

It gave Yan Jiefang a sense of gradually growing old.

"Yan Jiefang, I... have something I'd like to discuss with you."

When they reached a short distance from Yan Jiefang, Xu Fugui looked around and said something hesitantly.

Yan Jiefang glanced at him and guessed that what this man was about to say was probably unusual and not suitable for public discussion.

So he extended an invitation:

"Alright, come in and have a cup of tea."

Since Yan Jiekuang had already returned to the No. 95 courtyard to sleep, he could only take out chrysanthemum tea to brew himself.

Chrysanthemum tea has a delicate and subtle fragrance, and it has a calming and soothing effect.

Xu Fugui took a sip of tea to calm himself before slowly speaking:

"Here's the thing, ever since Damao died at the beginning of the year, my family has..."

As he spoke, Yan Jiefang finally learned the other party's purpose.

His only purpose was to borrow someone's seed to continue the Xu family name, so that the Xu family would have someone to burn incense and worship their ancestors in the future.

Yan Jiefang has been in this world for more than four years and has heard a lot about this kind of thing.

However, they usually adopt their brother's child or find a son-in-law to live with them.

A family like the Xu family was rare even before the liberation, let alone now.

Xu Fengling is beautiful and not short.

As long as the requirements aren't too high, finding a son-in-law who lives with one's family shouldn't be that difficult.

After all, many families are struggling to even have enough to eat these days.

Most people would probably agree immediately.

Who doesn't like getting something for free?

But caution is Yan Jiefang's true nature, and the honey trap is a very common scam.

It's easy to fall into a pit if you're not careful.

Whether in this period or in the future, how many people have suffered great losses?

Men cannot and should not be like "Big-Headed Son and Small-Headed Dad".

In this day and age, once you're branded with the crime of violating a woman's will, your life is essentially over.

A seven-year trip to Qinghe Farm is considered a light one.

Yan Jiefang had just started working and obtained cadre status, and had received so many honors. His savings were already close to 10,000 yuan. How could he possibly take such a big risk?

He looked directly into Xu Fugui's eyes:

"All the reasons you gave may be true, and you may have come with good intentions, but I cannot believe you based solely on your word."

I'm not willing to gamble with my future. You should find someone else.

After saying that, Yan Jiefang picked up his teacup.

(The author knows many readers enjoy mindless, satisfying stories, but as mentioned many times, it's important to stay true to the context. Therefore, refusing to write is the wisest course of action, unless the protagonist kills someone to eliminate future troubles. Should the protagonist kill someone?)