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

Also this month, Yan Jiefang's new book, "Chinese Programming from Beginner to Expert," was published.

Initially, this book did not cause any stir in the domestic computer industry.

After all, most people's impression of him is still based on when he won the Olympic gold medal.

Only a few technicians or engineers who have worked in or are familiar with the lithography machine workshop at Factory 774, or those who know that he wrote the current 386 Chinese Windows system, understand his capabilities.

I knew he was a hidden master, like a hermit monk.

Therefore, not many people buy this book.

Yan Jiefang himself didn't take any of this seriously.

If you want to learn, then learn; if you don't, then forget it.

He didn't care.

Anyway, there aren't many computers in China now, and most people don't even see them, so learning about them wouldn't be of any use.

By December, Yan Jiefang's home had become quite lively from time to time.

The day after Yan Xueheng got his driver's license, he drove his car to school.

That's nothing, after all, his brother Yan Xueqian also drove to school every day back then.

But this guy brings two or three female classmates home every now and then!

These female students were not only all beautiful and charming, but they were also all top students from Tsinghua University and Peking University, the two most prestigious universities in China.

Upon meeting Mr. and Mrs. Yan Jiefang, they addressed them as "Uncle" and "Auntie" with utmost sweetness, their words as warm as honey.

Other families would be grateful to bring back one child, but this kid brings back two or three at a time, and they're never the same one twice!

Most importantly, these girls were completely bewitched and didn't care at all that Yan Xueheng was juggling two or three women at the same time.

They were in perfect harmony and love.

At least superficially, that's how it appears.

Putting everything else aside, there were just too many people, making Liu Ruyan dizzy with choices and unsure which one to choose as her daughter-in-law.

After all, these girls are excellent in every way – family background, character, and appearance.

In addition, she was worried that her son would be severely punished, expelled from school or imprisoned for misconduct.

Because of this, she often worriedly told Yan Jiefang:

"Old Yan, do you think it'll cause trouble if Xue Heng does it this way?"

Yan Jiefang simply patted her little head gently each time:

"Don't worry, everything will be alright. I've got everything covered."

Hearing this, she felt at ease.

Having been married for so many years, she wasn't stupid; she naturally knew that her husband had some secret methods that were unknown to others.

She had seen her sons practicing their kung fu in the yard a few years ago.

Moreover, she knew that her sons had been learning a certain martial art and that their physical abilities far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Her husband had encouraged her to study, and she actually wanted to, but every time she studied, a voice inside her seemed to warn her not to, otherwise it would have bad consequences.

Because of this warning, she had no choice but to give up.

After all, she still wanted to watch her three beloved sons grow up happily and carefree, and eventually get married and have children.

We don't want any accidents to happen.

She kept this matter to herself and never told anyone, including her husband and mother.

It wasn't that she didn't want to talk about it, but rather that she simply couldn't bring herself to say it.

From what happened to her husband and herself, she knew that this world was not simple.

It looks ordinary, but there might be a huge pit hidden somewhere ahead.

At the same time, she also noticed some strange phenomena in herself: after she turned 40 two years ago, time seemed to have stopped for her body.

I was supposed to grow old gradually, but from that time on, I showed no signs of aging at all.

It's been 3 years, and it seems like things have remained the same as they were back then.

As a woman who loves beauty, she is very concerned about changes in her appearance, but now it seems that there are no changes at all.

She was also terrified for a while and wanted to talk to her husband about it.

But whenever she tries to speak, her mouth closes tightly, and she can't open it at all.

Even if she wanted to write it down on paper, she couldn't.

Because when you write, you are writing according to your own will, but the words you write have absolutely no connection to what you originally wanted to write.

After several attempts, she simply gave up.

Therefore, she didn't have any grand ambitions; being a simple, virtuous wife and loving mother was just fine.

Her only worry was that she didn't know how much longer she could stay with her husband and sons.

Perhaps one day I will be taken away by the original voice in my mind.

Now I just hope that day comes as late as possible!

I haven't seen my eldest son in a long time. I wonder how he's doing in the south. Should I tell Jiefang to let him come back and stay for a few days?

Liu Ruyan sat behind the fruit shop counter, lost in thought for a while, thinking about this.

She pondered for a moment, put down what she was doing in the shop, and went back to the courtyard.

Upon seeing Yan Jiefang, Liu Ruyan spoke:

"It's been a long time since I've seen the boss. I wonder how he's doing up south. Why don't you talk to him and ask him to come back and stay for a few days?"

Yan Jiefang nodded:

"In that case, I'll call him and have him come back."

After saying that, in front of Liu Ruyan, he dialed Yan Xueqian's number and told him about his idea of ​​letting him return to Beijing to stay temporarily.

Yan Xueqian hesitated for a moment on the other end of the phone, but finally agreed:

"I understand. I'll buy a train ticket for the day after tomorrow to go back."

Hearing that Xueqian would be back in a few days, Liu Ruyan's mood brightened considerably, and she returned to the fruit shop with light steps.

In the past few months, in addition to interning at the technology company, Yan Xueqian has also obtained his credentials and traveled to Hong Kong many times.

The reason given each time was the same: to go for auditions and record cassette tapes.

Actually, besides all that, the real reason was to meet with Little Jew.

Over the course of a few months, their relationship rapidly heated up, and they were practically entangled.

Yan Jiefang was also aware of this matter.

After all, the company is full of his people, and they will report any slight movement to the boss.

However, he did not interfere.

After all, they are both young people, so it's quite normal for them to admire each other and fall in love.

He had already noticed this trend before leaving Hong Kong, and then he unlocked part of Little Jew's mental seal.

The young Jewish man is 24 years old this year. Although he is two years older than his eldest son, the age difference is not significant.

Moreover, through a period of contact, he also learned that the girl was a very filial and kind-hearted girl.

The only downside is that I had some experience raising fish before.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xueqian called back to Hong Kong to say goodbye.

The two talked on the phone for almost an hour before hanging up.

...

After returning to Beijing, Yan Xueqian practiced his skills by carving stones with everyone else, and he also studied Chinese editing.

Soon, it was the end of 1991.

Yan Jiefang realized he hadn't used up his critical hit chances for the year, so he took some time to go to the Dong'an Market to order a high-quality replica of a Longquan sword.

He planned to use this to try and get a critical hit, hoping to summon a flying sword.