I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

Yang Shumin was about to refuse, but the words she was about to spit out got stuck in her throat.

A commemorative album? A medal of honor?

She interrupted Sister Liu and asked, "What kind of commemorative album? What kind of medals?"

Sister Liu hadn't finished speaking yet—during the company training, they were taught to say much more than just what she had just said; there was much more to it.

Since the user had asked, she focused on answering the user's questions first.

"These are the commemorative albums and medals."

Sister Liu took out a transparent plastic bag from her small bag, opened it, and took out several pieces of paper with pictures on them, showing them to Yang Shumin one by one.

Yang Shumin started reading:

Judging from the pictures, this commemorative album is A5 size, which is more exquisite than the common A4 certificate; the cover is a dark green velvet hardcover, which looks understated and substantial; in the center of the cover, the words "Passing the Imperial Examination and Inheriting Family Traditions" are embossed in matte gold foil.

There is no platform, and no GG.

Judging from the picture, this thing also has a waist seal, which looks like a simple hemp rope tied with a small sealing wax seal. The sealing wax pattern is a single character.

"This is the seal script character for 'book,' symbolizing the solemnity of knowledge transmission..."

Sister Liu was explaining things from the side—or rather, just reading out the captions printed under the pictures.

This is a small arrangement made specifically to reduce the amount of information that employees need to remember. Things that don't require rote memorization are presented in this way as much as possible.

As Sister Liu continued her introduction, Yang Shumin continued looking at the pictures below.

The image below shows the title page of the commemorative album.

There is an acknowledgment above:

This book is dedicated to Mr./Ms. ______.

The exam preparation manuscripts that you and your son/daughter authorized to circulate have been sorted and disposed of by us. In ______ year ______ month, through our platform's "Top Scholar and Family Tradition Inheritance Project", they were delivered to a student who is currently working hard.

Years of diligent writing under the lamp, today the fragrance of ink lingers.

This hard work has not been in vain.

Below that is a handwritten signature and an antique red seal.

"Who is this 'Shen Kang'?"

Upon seeing this, Yang Shumin pointed to the last handwritten signature on the title page—Shen Kang.

Sister Liu explained, "This is our company's CEO."

The CEO of Anjia Household Services?

Yang Shumin felt a sense of importance: This thing wasn't something that could be done casually; the boss even signed it!

Yang Shumin casually asked, "Does your boss sign every single commemorative album?"

Sister Liu nodded, "Yes."

Yang Shumin nodded and continued reading.

The next picture shows the contents of a commemorative album page. It's very simple; there's only one sentence on the page that's clearly handwritten:

The days of preparing for the exam are tough, but please believe that every step you take counts. Keep going, successor—the one who carries on the legacy: [Name]

"This page is the message page. When we were collecting these materials from your family, we invited your son to write a message and give it to the classmate who later bought these materials. This is also a way of passing on traditions. When we are making your family's commemorative album, we will also print this message written by your son on this message page..."

Sister Liu continued to follow the annotations below the pictures verbatim.

Yang Shumin was deeply moved upon hearing this.

She had been captivated by this commemorative album before, but the design of this message page moved her even more—seeing her son's message on it, knowing that he was sending it as a senior to a complete stranger, felt like an award certificate, but much stronger.

Yang Shumin still had one concern: "Does it really have to be handwritten?"

She knows the truth about her own son.

Her son's handwriting was very ugly, which made her hesitate a little.

Sister Liu pointed to a section of the annotation below, "It says here that it doesn't have to be handwritten. You can choose machine writing, or you can choose to have the message machine-written, and you can write your signature by hand. All of these are fine."

Yang Shumin took a look and indeed saw the content in the annotation, which put her at ease.

I continued watching.

As I looked around, I noticed a strange page in the picture and in the commemorative album.

The preceding pictures all show a page from the commemorative album.

This picture is divided into two images, left and right. It can be seen that both images are from the same page in the commemorative album, but the page in the left image is blank, while the page in the right image has text on it.

"This is the 'Echo' page."

Sister Liu remained by the side, reading aloud the annotations below the images, "When this information finds a seller and is sold, we will invite them to write a reply to your company. We will also prepare a separate copy of this reply and bring it to you, so you can insert it into this 'Response' page..."

Yang Shumin listened to Sister Liu's introduction while her eyes followed the examples on the pictures and the feedback page:

Dear senior, I've received your notes. Seeing all those densely packed annotations on the essay, I suddenly realized I'm not fighting alone. I will cherish them and strive to pass the exam next year. Please rest assured!

—A junior in college.

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Further down, after a few blank lines, there is a small line of text from the platform: "Thank you for giving knowledge a human touch."

It is said that women are more emotional, and at this moment, Yang Shumin's heart was rippling with emotion.

First came the message, then the response; she felt as if her son had established a connection across time and space with a stranger from his junior school.

That unfamiliar junior student probably came from a very poor family, and his whole family was counting on him to change their fate. And he just happened to buy those materials for his son, and with those materials, he successfully passed the exam, thus changing his own and his family's destiny.

In the end of the story,

One afternoon, that unfamiliar junior colleague started working at the government office for the first time.

He sat down behind his desk, and after a long period of reflection, he looked up and stared quietly at the wall in front of him. His gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and see a man whose appearance he didn't even know.

"Thank you, senior." This unfamiliar junior silently said to himself.

At the same time, his son was working in his office.

As if by telepathy, the son suddenly stopped writing, looked up at the empty wall in front of him, and after a moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

How romantic! Yang Shumin felt a surge of excitement and her heart was filled with joy.

If Shen Kang were here, he would tell her that she had reached a great emotional value.

However, although Yang Shumin didn't know the term "emotional value," she knew one thing—donate! Her son's civil service exam materials had to be donated! This was incredibly meaningful!

Donating those civil service exam study materials to Anjia Housekeeping is obviously much more meaningful than letting them gather dust at home!

In addition, there are commemorative albums and medals.

Yang Shumin's thoughts raced, and she considered even more possibilities.

She recalled what had happened after she donated her son's civil service exam study materials and received the commemorative album and medal:

It's Chinese New Year, and relatives are coming to visit.

While everyone was exchanging pleasantries, the relatives noticed the commemorative album and medals that were displayed in the living room.

Naturally, relatives will ask, "What is this?"

Then, I would casually pick up the commemorative album, show it to them, and explain in a nonchalant tone: "Oh, didn't Xiao Lin take the civil service exam before? He left some exam materials, which we donated to people who needed them. This is the commemorative album the company that handled that matter made for us, along with the child's thank-you letter... It was a donation, we didn't take any money, it was mainly to help others... Being able to help that child succeed in the civil service exam and change his family's fate is a good deed..."

Yang Shumin could almost see the expressions on her relatives' faces back then. Just thinking about it made her feel good.

Therefore, we must donate!

Yang Shumin was eager to donate and had already opened her mouth, but before she could utter a word, she suddenly remembered something.

This made her change the subject of her sentence: "Sister Liu, you're only making physical commemorative albums and medals, right? You won't put our family's names and information on your website for everyone to see, will you?"

Sister Liu quickly shook her head, "It won't be put on the website, there will only be these physical commemorative albums and medals."

This was one of the key points of the training at the time, and she still remembers it very clearly and can respond immediately.

Sister Liu added, "Our Anjia only has the official Anjia website and this newly launched Huanhuan.com. Sister Yang, you can check it out yourself online; you definitely won't find any information like this there."

Hearing Sister Liu's affirmative answer, Yang Shumin's last doubts disappeared.

She was afraid that Anjia would put their family's name and information online.

Although her son's success in passing the civil service exam had nothing to do with her husband, and they had a clear conscience, their family situation, once posted online, might attract the attention of some malicious individuals, potentially leading to unforeseen consequences.

"Okay, then I'll donate these things and give them to you to settle down. Anyway, we don't need them now, and they're just gathering dust in our house. It's better to donate them so that you can give them to people who need them more and make a greater difference," Yang Shumin said.

Upon hearing this, Sister Liu was secretly delighted: according to what was taught during the training, she would also receive a small commission from this deal. Although it wasn't much, earning a little more money was always good; every little bit helps.

After deciding to donate the books, Yang Shumin did not immediately ask Sister Liu to put the pictures away, but continued to look at them.

She was simply looking at it with the intention of understanding.

Now, however, it's viewed with the mindset of looking at "trophies".

Yes, the design of this medal is also very good; it looks very high-quality...

Sister Liu didn't abandon the business just because it was a success. Seeing that Yang Shumin was still interested in the rest of the content, she continued to introduce it.

"The relief at the center of this medal is an open book with a small flame rising above the pages, symbolizing the passing on of knowledge and skills..."

As Yang Shumin looked at it, she felt very satisfied.

This home is not only great in terms of its concept and meaning, but the souvenirs are also very well made. They look high-quality and not cheap, so they are presentable and can be displayed in a prominent place in your home.

After looking at the medals, Yang Shumin discovered something new in the remaining pictures.

"What is this?"

Yang Shumin pointed to the latest picture and asked.

The picture showed a bookmark-shaped object, about 15 centimeters long and 4 centimeters wide, slender and elegant.

The base appears to be made of warm wood, with an oval window cut out in the upper part, into which a delicate embroidered piece is inlaid.

The embroidery pattern depicts a fish swimming upstream, about to transform into a dragon. The lines are abstract and dynamic, and the color scheme is mainly aquamarine and vermilion.

The first impression it gives is that it is exquisite, like a work of art.

When Sister Liu saw this, she was also taken aback, and then she exclaimed in her heart: This was also a gift that the company was going to give to the families who donated books, but she had forgotten to mention it.

Fortunately, it's not too late to introduce it now.

"Sister Yang, this is also a souvenir our company is giving to the families who donated books. It's a Miao embroidery bookmark. Our company also has a Miao embroidery project, which unites a group of authentic Miao embroiderers. These Miao embroidery bookmarks are 100% handmade by those Miao embroiderers, and are definitely an intangible cultural heritage..."

Miao embroidery?

Yang Shumin became even more interested.

As a native of Yangcheng, she knew far more about the Miao people than people from other provinces. Therefore, she had heard of Miao embroiderers and Miao embroidery.

She had never had anything like this in her home before. She was overjoyed to receive such a Miao embroidery gift for free after donating books.

Then Sister Liu introduced the Miao embroidery bookmark in the picture.

"...The Miao embroidery bookmark in the picture is called 'Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate'. In addition to 'Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate', there are two other Miao embroidery bookmarks with different themes: 'Butterfly Mother' and 'Auspicious Cloud Pattern'."

Yang Shumin was staring at the Miao embroidery bookmark in the picture. The more she looked at it, the more she thought it was really nice and exquisite. She really liked this little gift.

Then, I heard Sister Liu say that there were two more models.

"Two more models?"

Yang Shumin's gaze temporarily shifted from the "Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate" image in front of her. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Sister Liu, if my family donates those civil service exam materials, will we only receive one Miao embroidery bookmark?"

Sister Liu nodded, "Yes. And the company said that these bookmarks are given away randomly, not that you can just get whatever you want. I need to tell you this first, Sister Liu."

"what?"

Yang Shumin was taken aback.

She hadn't expected that this item would be a random gift.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

"Then when the time comes, will you send one over first? If I want to buy the other two, how much will each cost?" Yang Shumin asked.

She looked at it for a while and really liked the little gift.

In addition, her family is quite wealthy, so she wanted to collect all three types of bookmarks.

Sister Liu shook her head, "This is not for sale."