Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

"My brain had just recovered, and then I experienced the great loss of a family member, so my mental state was already unstable."

"I've already been law-abiding by not stabbing them to death, Director Wang. What more do you want from me?"

"To demand that I, a victim, a 16-year-old intellectually disabled child still in the third grade of elementary school,..."

"Trying to be civilized with these filthy-hearted beasts?"

"Director Wang, aren't your expectations of me a bit too high?"

"you……"

Director Wang wanted to refute, but didn't know where to begin.

"Da Biao..."

Zhang Dabiao raised his hand to stop her: "Director Wang, let me put my things at home first."

"I know you're here for me today, fine."

"Let me pack up and come back so we can sort things out slowly."

"Is everything alright?"

Director Wang could only nod. The three old men, the old deaf man Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, and the old farmer did not say anything to stop them.

Anyway, they can't escape, can they?

A few minutes later, Zhang Dabiao brought out a chair with a backrest, and he also put on a scarf and gloves. Not only that, he also called out, and Guang Tian Guangfu came in to help him move things.

A small table was placed in front of Zhang Dabiao. He also put some snacks, a pack of cigarettes on the table, and brewed a cup of hot tea.

Despite all the arguing, why should I suffer in the freezing weather with you guys?

Are you out of your mind?

"Guangtian, pour Director Wang a cup of hot tea. It's freezing cold, and it's kind of you for coming all the way to our compound to deal with these trivial matters."

"You bunch of rich kids, you won't even give someone a cup of hot water?"

Zhang Dabiao's series of actions left everyone baffled and completely confused.

Damn, you've turned this into a tea party?

Yi Zhonghai, seething with anger, said, "Zhang Dabiao, have you no manners? Director Wang is here for a general meeting, and instead of standing properly at the front, you're huddled there smoking and drinking tea. Do you even respect the leaders of the street office? Do you even respect the old folks in the courtyard?!"

He is furious and will not miss any opportunity to smear or label Zhang Dabiao.

He's now hoping that Director Wang and the two current old men in the compound will just crush Zhang Dabiao to death.

Director Wang was somewhat displeased with Zhang Dabiao's behavior, but she saw through Yi Zhonghai's ulterior motives even more clearly, and felt even more annoyed.

If it weren't for Yi Zhonghai's messy affairs, would things have turned out like this?

We cleaned up their messes on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and now they're doing it again on the fourth?

Can't things just stop for a few days?

Zhang Dabiao, however, was unimpressed and called over Guang Tian, ​​Guang Fu, Yan Jiecheng, Xu Damao, Liu Guangqi, and others to gather around. "What are you doing standing in the cold wind in the back?"

Force yourself to suffer if you can't?

The young men thought about it and figured, "If you, Zhang Dabiao, aren't afraid, it's just your problem anyway, and you get cigarettes and snacks..."

So they moved their stools over and sat down, grabbing a cigarette or a handful of snacks.

Thus, a new situation emerged in the Intermediate People's Court: the young people, led by Zhang Dabiao, all gathered together, while on the other side was the "retirement gang," and the other unrelated neighbors quietly distanced themselves from the retirement gang.

For a moment, the lines between the two became clear.

"rule?"

"What's wrong with that? Do we have to be like in feudal society, with officials judging cases and me kneeling on the ground?"

"Shame on you again, and shout 'You're the upright and just ruler! Will you stand up for us commoners?'"

"Should other young people also be given a 'warning stick' and told to be 'powerful'?"

Upon hearing this, all the neighbors burst into laughter, and Director Wang's expression became extremely unnatural.

She had initially disliked Zhang Dabiao's nonchalant attitude, as he completely disregarded her, but now she suddenly realized—

She values ​​official authority too much, which is a dangerous sign and will make her increasingly alienated from the masses!

Therefore, the more relaxed and natural Zhang Dabiao's attitude is, the more it proves that she has no airs of an official, which is actually a good thing.

Therefore, Director Wang did not rush to ask questions.

"Yi Zhonghai, who doesn't understand your despicable thoughts?"

"You just want to establish an absolute management body headed by the three of you old men, with an old deaf man whom you call the ancestor sitting there as a mascot."

"Everyone in this courtyard has to listen to you, respect you, and treat you like a father, just like Jia Dongxu and Sha Zhu do. You, Yi Zhonghai, are the only one who has the final say. Is this the kind of one-man show you want to build?"

"The three great mountains have been overthrown, and you still want to restore feudalism and put back the old patriarchal system?"

"I just won't listen to you and I'm not going to listen to you, so what? I'm asking you, so what!"

"Did I break the law? If I broke the law, then call the police to arrest me!"

Zhang Dabiao kept poking at Yi Zhonghai's weak points, taking advantage of the fact that so many people were there, including leading cadres, as it was a perfect opportunity.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he coughed incessantly with every deep breath, unable to even defend himself.

Director Wang quickly stopped Zhang Dabiao, otherwise she worried that Yi Zhonghai might die of anger on the spot before she could finish asking all the questions.

"Alright, Da Biao, you should say less."

"You can eat and drink as you please, that's fine. I just came to ask about something, and if possible, I'll try to mediate between you."

At this moment, Liu Guangtian also brought over the hot tea. Director Wang glanced at it—

Wow, a whole bunch of tea leaves?

This is completely different from the jasmine tea they drink. Zhang Dabiao has a lot of good stuff in his hands.

However, she didn't think much of it; coming to the meeting and having a cup of tea wasn't against the rules.

But Liu Pangpang and Yan Laokou craned their necks and their eyes bulged out.

"Oh my goodness, Tieguanyin?!"

"Da Biao, how come you have such a good thing?"

Even Old Man Yan was incredibly greedy.

Liu Pangpang was furious—[Liu Guangtian, you bastard, why didn't you brew me a cup of good tea?]

[I'll give you another beating when we get back!]

Director Wang glared at Yan Bugui—【What time is it? Aren't we going to start the meeting or not?】

She took a sip, and exclaimed, "It tastes really good!" Then she put down the cup and asked Zhang Dabiao.

"Da Biao, I'm here today to investigate some things with you."

"Um, where did you go this morning?"

Zhang Dabiao took a puff of his cigarette and suddenly realized that the matches on the small table were gone again. Which bastard had stolen them this time?

So when Director Wang asked that question, he just gave a casual reply.

"I've gone to deliver the whistleblower's letter."

"what?"

Everyone was stunned. Zhang Dabiao went to deliver a letter of complaint so early in the morning?

Who should be reported?

What's the matter I'm reporting?

Even Director Wang was startled; she had done quite a few things to cover things up.

Would Zhang Dabiao be so reckless as to report her directly?

"Who did you report?" Yi Zhonghai asked, his face filled with panic.

"Where did you send your complaint letter?" Director Wang asked at the same time.

Even the deaf old woman behind him couldn't help but grip her new cane tighter.

Everyone was on edge!

"I reported the people who arrested me yesterday, those three security guards from the steel mill."

"The complaint letter was sent to the Economic Security Department of the Municipal Bureau and the Women's Federation of the Steel Rolling Mill."

Upon hearing that Zhang Dabiao had not reported him, Director Wang breathed a sigh of relief, but asked with great confusion.

"What did you report them for?"

"Attempted murder."

"What the hell?!"