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

The next day happened to be a day off, and most people stayed home to rest.

Yi Zhonghai didn't let the residents of the compound live in peace at all. After breakfast, he had Jia Dongxu go from compound to compound to notify all residents to hold a general meeting.

Yesterday, the neighborhood committee removed Uncle Er from his post, which embarrassed several other elders in charge of the courtyard, and the atmosphere in the entire courtyard seems to have changed somewhat.

Yi Zhonghai was more anxious than anyone else.

He had held sway over the courtyard for many years and would never allow the people in the courtyard to fall apart, nor could he allow the situation to spread where the younger generation dared to openly defy the elders and the residents dared to question the steward.

Therefore, he had to hold this conference, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to re-establish the rules and manipulate the morale of the entire college.

Before long, all the residents of the compound gathered in the central courtyard and stood obediently in a line.

Liu Haizhong also arrived, but his usual upright and cadre-like demeanor had completely disappeared. He was dejected, his face gloomy, and he stood silently in the corner of the crowd, looking like a defeated general.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu also stood in the crowd.

Having just secured the support of the neighborhood committee, the two brothers were greatly encouraged, believing that their good days were just around the corner and that they would never be beaten again.

When the time comes, you can eat eggs whenever you want, without having to worry about what Liu Haizhong thinks.

Moreover, they decided in their hearts that if anyone bullies them again, they will immediately go to the neighborhood committee to complain and find Director Li.

They also realized that Director Li was the truly good leader who stood up for them.

They never expected that Yi Zhonghai would bring up the old issue again, and that it was aimed at them.

Yi Zhonghai sat at the back of the square table, scanning the entire room with a serious expression, and his first words were full of moralistic preaching.

"The purpose of this meeting today is not to discuss anything else, but simply to talk about the rules of the institute and the basic principles of being a decent human being."

His gaze fixed directly on the two Liu brothers, his words sharp and forceful, employing his usual tactic of moral blackmail:

The old saying goes, "There are no bad parents, only poor children."

Even if Lao Liu's disciplinary methods were a bit harsh, his original intention was for the good of the child.

In the past, it was considered unfilial for children to turn around and sue their own father in the neighborhood committee! They would be drowned in a pig cage!

One should be kind and considerate; one cannot only think of oneself!

Who hasn't been disciplined by their parents at home?

If someone holds a grudge after being scolded a couple of times and starts threatening to split up the family, only caring about themselves in everything, what about neighborly affection and family obligations?

Putting aside the facts, are you two really without any fault at all?

As a junior, disobeying the teachings of elders, running away without permission, and causing chaos throughout the compound is itself a mistake!

These words made the two brothers feel awkward. Yesterday, the neighborhood committee had clearly handled the matter fairly and determined that Liu Haizhong was at fault for domestic violence, but in Yi Zhonghai's mouth, it turned out that the younger generation was being ignorant.

But they were too young and hadn't experienced much, so they didn't know how to refute it.

Fortunately, he didn't bring it up again. Liu Haizhong's story was over, so there was no need to waste any more breath on him.

He began to further solidify his rules:

"I'll say it one last time: matters within the hospital will be resolved within the hospital."

If it's a family matter that can be resolved privately, don't go outside the family or involve the neighborhood committee.

Don't air your dirty laundry in public. If you keep bringing trouble to the authorities, it not only disgraces our courtyard house but also makes us neighbors look ununited!

Have you all thought about whether our civilized courtyard can still maintain its honor after what happened to the Liu family?

It might be canceled soon!

Everyone knows how tough life is these days. Without the honor of being a civilized courtyard, no one will receive the reward from the neighborhood committee this year. Although it's not much, it's a reward from the neighborhood committee!

That's a huge loss for all the residents in our compound!

Moreover, it will definitely be more difficult for young people in the compound to find jobs or wives in the future!

When you all get home, prop your pillows up a bit and think about it; you'll then understand the pros and cons.

A barrage of moralizing left Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu speechless and completely under the control of everyone in the hospital, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Yan Bugui felt like he had lost a fortune when he thought about how he wouldn't receive any New Year's supplies as a reward from the neighborhood committee this year, and he was heartbroken.

He sat to the side, head down, silent, pondering whether he could make up for it in other ways.

After suppressing the Liu brothers and stabilizing public opinion within the hospital, Yi Zhonghai abruptly changed his tone and began to lay the groundwork for his true purpose.

He softened his tone, adopting an appearance of compassion for the weak and consideration for the neighbors:

"In our courtyard, most families help each other and live a down-to-earth life."

The most difficult case has to be the Jia family in the Intermediate People's Court.

Jia Dongxu's poor health made him unable to perform well at work, preventing him from being promoted and thus hindering his salary increase.

Madam Jia Zhang was old and frail, and Qin Huairu, a single woman, had to raise two children and support the whole family. They struggled to make ends meet and often went hungry.

The key to good neighborly relations is mutual support and assistance.

Everyone has difficult times. Those of us who are a little better off should help out our neighbors in need. That's true kindness and the kind of spirit our civilized courtyard should have.

He repeatedly emphasized the Jia family's predicament, and his words always revolved around mutual help. What seemed like a casual remark was actually a foreshadowing of something much.

Those who were perceptive enough to notice something was amiss immediately, such as Xu Fugui and Yan Bugui.

Xu Fugui squinted and secretly calculated: repeatedly crying poverty and emphasizing mutual assistance, without a doubt, he will mobilize the whole hospital to donate money and goods to the Jia family in a while. That bastard Yi Zhonghai is treating everyone in the hospital like a blood donation bag!

Yan Jiefang, who was at the back of the crowd, heard everything clearly. He smiled inwardly, knowing that this matter had nothing to do with him and he wouldn't step forward to help these beasts in the courtyard.

Even if he helps, people won't remember his kindness; they might just stand by and watch.

These people don't deserve any sympathy.

To discerning observers, Yi Zhonghai's actions were far too obviously a calculated scheme.

First, they used moral blackmail to suppress dissent within the institute and consolidate their own voice.

The continued sob story is simply a prelude to leading the donation to help Qin Huairu alleviate her predicament, and also to further cultivate his image as a selfless and altruistic person.

Jia Dongxu lowered his head and remained silent, as if blaming himself for not being able to support his large family.

Jia Zhangshi, who looked as fat as a pig, and was gluttonous, lazy, and incredibly stupid, but actually had many ulterior motives, immediately knew that it was time for her to perform when she heard Yi Zhonghai's words.

She and Yi Zhonghai have worked together many times and have long had a perfect understanding.

Jia Zhangshi, her body swaying with excess fat, collapsed to the ground, immediately throwing a tantrum, rolling around on the floor, slapping her thighs and wailing loudly.

The iconic, mournful tune echoed throughout the entire Central District Court:

"The sun has set and darkness has fallen, Old Jia, Old Jia, come back quickly! You've heartlessly abandoned us, a widow and her children, how are we supposed to live?!"

While crying, she kept rambling on about how hard her family's life was, how they lacked food and clothing, and how each day felt like an eternity, vividly portraying her grievances.

He appeared foolish and unruly, but in reality, he was incredibly shrewd, precisely aligning with Yi Zhonghai's intention to pave the way for the donation.

Qin Huairu, standing to the side, immediately followed suit, transforming into a naive and innocent girl and silently playing the victim.

She lowered her head, her eyes reddened, and she pursed her lips to hold back tears. Her plump body was slightly hunched, and she looked fragile and helpless, as if she had suffered greatly from life's hardships.

She didn't make a fuss, she just stood there quietly, which evoked more sympathy than crying or making a scene.

The glimpse of her exposed bosom and the deep cleavage that seemed to have been unintentionally revealed made many men, young and old, in the courtyard stare in disbelief.

Seeing Jia Jia's miserable state and recalling Yi Zhonghai's earlier words about neighborly assistance, the group of beastly residents felt a sense of relief.

Both the abacus expert and Xu Fugui's families knew that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were deliberately putting on a show for the whole courtyard, paving the way for future requests for assistance and donations. The tactic was simple, but it was exceptionally effective.

That is to say, Sha Zhu went out early in the morning to take on banquet work, otherwise he would have donated ten yuan on the spot to help poor Sister Qin.

He Yushui sat listlessly at the door of the side room, looking very dispirited.

But looking at these people's clumsy performance, a slight sneer still appeared on his lips.