Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

As Yan Jiecheng watched his forged certificate being unearthed, a hint of despair appeared in his eyes.

This is definitely not a big deal, and it didn't cause any serious consequences, so the punishment from the street authorities probably won't be too severe.

But it's so embarrassing!

The Yan family doesn't have the tradition of beating their son like the Liu family, but in the days to come, his father certainly won't give him a kind look.

As the two police officers prepared to help him leave, the surrounding neighbors did not hesitate to begin accusing and cursing him.

"Pah! Serves him right! One rotten apple spoils the whole barrel!"

"The government was being kind by distributing supplies, and there are still people so shameless!"

"The Yan family is known for their cunning and scheming, but I never expected them to dare to get involved in this matter?"

Like father, like son!

"They should be severely punished!"

Although people of this generation have some sense of justice, what really angered these middle-aged women was not what Yan Jiecheng did, but that he almost took advantage of them.

Why did you almost get the better deal while we didn't?

This is also the real reason why the director of the subdistrict office made such a strong statement about severely punishing them.

If we don't impose a severe penalty, the number of people coming here to reissue or forge documents will multiply several times in less than half an hour.

"Let's go, let's talk at the police station!"

Yan Jiecheng tried to struggle, but the police officer holding him subtly elbowed him in the side, almost knocking him out of breath. He lost all strength and was dragged outside.

"Comrade Zhou Feng! Comrade Zhou Feng! Help me! Please help me!"

Yan Jiecheng, who was being dragged along with his feet on the ground, suddenly saw Zhou Feng standing to the side. His eyes lit up as if he had grasped a lifeline.

He took a deep breath and shouted with his last bit of strength.

Everyone present focused their attention on Zhou Feng.

Needless to say, the staff of the street office and neighborhood committee, as well as the local police officers who dealt with Xu Damao's case, all knew about Zhou Feng's existence.

Upon hearing Yan Jiecheng call out Zhou Feng's name, the two policemen who were holding his arms involuntarily stopped what they were doing.

No one knew whether this neighbor in the same courtyard would stand up for Yan Jiecheng, since he was the one who brought in these chickens, and he naturally had the right to dispose of them.

"Jiecheng, look at the mess you've made! How am I supposed to help you? If you said you were short of food at home and came to me to borrow some, I might just lend you some."

"Your problem now is that you forged documents. This is within the scope of the work of the neighborhood committee members, and you were caught red-handed by the police. I can't do anything about it."

Zhou Feng spread his hands helplessly, putting on a resigned expression, but he was secretly about to burst out laughing.

Unexpectedly, besides reaping some emotional value when distributing chicken, there was an unexpected gain!

Yan Jiecheng, who was dragged away, provided him with a significant amount of emotional value.

Seeing that the distribution process was back on track and that the emotional value provided by the residents of Courtyard No. 95 had been largely harvested, Zhou Feng prepared to go back.

The two biggest spenders were Sha Zhu and Jia Zhangshi. The former would shower Zhou Feng with emotional value the moment he saw him, even though he kept his head down and didn't dare to look at Zhou Feng. The emotional value he provided never stopped.

The latter's emotional value comes in waves.

Seeing others receive chicken, I decided to have some too;

Looking at the small mountain of chicken behind Zhou Feng, let's have another batch;

It's her turn now, which means she and Zhou Feng are from the same courtyard. She wanted to pick a big one but was rejected, so another big wave came!

In reality, whether he's here or not doesn't make much of a difference.

The distribution was arranged by people from various streets and neighborhood committees, the transportation was coordinated by Li Huaide, and there were also guards and staff arranged by Sun Yue and his team at the warehouse.

So, apart from providing chicken, he really doesn't really need anything else.

He strolled leisurely towards Nanluoguxiang, while the third auntie was much faster, carrying a chicken as she ran home.

The truth is, the things Yan Jiecheng did have already spread throughout the neighborhood.

How many people were there when we just got our meat?

Most people saw that Yan Jiecheng had been arrested for forging documents and returned home. How could they not spread the word?

When Yan Bugui returned home that evening, he was still puzzled as to why the neighbors he encountered along the way looked at him so strangely.

But when he got home, he opened the door and glanced into the kitchen, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

That clean, white chicken is absolutely wonderful!

"How was it when you got the chickens today? Did you choose carefully? Is this one considered big?"

The third aunt forced a smile as she watched Yan Bugui enter with a smug look on his face, which immediately gave the latter a sense of foreboding.

"What's with that expression? What happened? Did something go wrong when you were getting the chicken?"

The old woman, with a pained expression and a hint of tears in her voice, recounted what had happened to Yan Jiecheng when she was collecting chickens that day.

The way he was caught on the spot, how he was dragged away by the police, how he was humiliated in public, and the sarcastic remarks from his neighbors all made Yan Bugui's face turn red instantly.

That's really an awful thing to say!

"This good-for-nothing! My Yan family may be cunning, but we're all honest and upright people. How did we end up with such a disgraceful brat? Forging documents to take advantage of the government!"

"Is it so easy to take advantage of public resources?"

Yan Bugui was so angry that he was trembling all over, his chest heaving violently, and he felt like his vision was going black.

No matter what the people in the courtyard called him, Old Man Yan, on the surface he always maintained the airs of a people's teacher and the third oldest man in the courtyard, and he also cared about appearances.

Now look what's happened! His own son has stripped him of his face and stomped on him so many times!

How will he face his neighbors in the neighborhood and his teachers and students at school after this?

"Old Yan, what should we do now? Will Jie Cheng be locked up? Will... will it affect your work?" The third aunt wiped away her tears, completely at a loss.

"Lock him up? That's the best way! Let him learn his lesson!"

Yan Bugui replied irritably, but then slumped down, pinching his brow hard with his fingers.

What I just said was definitely said in anger. After all, Yan Jiecheng is my son. If something really happens to him, or if he gets punished, his future will be ruined.

If this matter blows up, it will definitely have an impact on him as a father; the school leaders might even have to talk to him.

"It's all Zhou Feng's fault!" the third woman suddenly said angrily. "He was just standing there watching! Jiecheng was begging him for help, and he just said a few sarcastic remarks! He didn't help at all! If he had just said a word, the neighborhood committee and the police station would have at least given him some face, right? After all, he's the one who brought those chickens!"