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

The main participating units in this competition were: Beiwu Electric Power School (Yan Jiefang's main school), Xinjingcheng Machinery Manufacturing School, and Jingcheng Electrical Engineering School;

Tianjin Electrical Engineering School, Tianjin Radio Engineering School;

Taiyuan Mechanical Industry Vocational School, Shijiazhuang Mechanical Industry School, Zhangjiakou Power Machinery School.

These eight schools are all secondary vocational schools directly under the North China Administration Bureau of the Ministry of Machinery Industry.

The first-place winners in each category of this selection competition will have the opportunity to compete at a higher level.

During difficult times, the number of matches was reduced accordingly.

In this competition, all the athletes participating in each event were the top-ranked athletes recommended by their respective schools; there was no chance for even the second-place athletes.

Therefore, every match is a final, with no buffer.

Yan Jiefang only participated in the finals of the 100-meter dash and the 4x100 relay.

There's not much to say; with his ability, he undoubtedly won the 100-meter championship with ease.

While Yan Jiefang was wreaking havoc at the school, the courtyard at No. 95 was naturally not quiet either.

At the beginning of the month, Sha Zhu had an argument with the deaf old lady.

The deaf elderly woman was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground.

Seeing that Liu Haizhong was of no help at all, Yan Bugui hid in the shadows and refused to show himself.

The deaf old woman knew exactly what kind of people were in the courtyard.

She shakily pulled a one-yuan bill from her pocket, held it high, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Whoever goes to the police station to report this, this one yuan is theirs!"

Yan Jiecheng reacted the fastest among the onlookers, stepping forward to grab the banknotes, stuffing them tightly into his pocket, and loudly guaranteeing:

"Don't worry, ma'am! Leave this to me. I'll definitely call the police!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Jiecheng turned around and ran away quickly, disappearing from the courtyard gate in the blink of an eye.

The neighbors who were watching were all filled with regret and remorse, wishing they had acted faster and missed out on a dollar.

As long as Qin Huairu wasn't involved, Sha Zhu still had some sense. His expression changed, and he instantly realized that things were going badly.

If the police arrive and the elderly person tries to subdue them themselves, they will certainly not get away with it.

In desperation, he instinctively resorted to the usual rules of the courtyard, mimicking Yi Zhonghai's usual tone when mediating disputes, and shouted loudly:

"This is an internal matter, to be resolved within the compound! Involving the government is a violation of the compound's rules! Go and bring Yan Jiecheng back immediately!"

This is one of the common tactics Yi Zhonghai used in the past to control the entire hospital and quell disputes.

But now Yi Zhonghai has been sentenced for embezzlement and has been sent to Qinghe Farm for labor reform for a month or two. His former power and influence over the entire hospital have largely dissipated.

A few people in the courtyard who were wary of Yi Zhonghai's remaining influence showed slight changes in their expressions upon hearing this.

However, most neighbors were no longer bound by such constraints; they merely had a slight thought in their minds and then completely disregarded these words.

Yi Zhonghai's reputation is almost gone, and the era of Yi Zhonghai is slowly fading away.

Sha Zhu wasn't really stupid. After assessing the situation, he immediately let go and released the deaf old woman on the ground.

He didn't even bother to brush off the dust from his clothes before walking out of the courtyard without looking back.

After much deliberation, he decided that he could only return to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill and ask the logistics department to arrange accommodation for him.

The steel rolling mill is a large factory with 10,000 employees. There are dormitories for the employees in the factory area. Although the accommodation is simple, at least they can have a place to stay.

As residents of Building 95, we naturally look down on the crowded factory dormitories.

But right now, Sha Zhu has no choice but to stay in the factory area temporarily.

Not long after Sha Zhu left, two local police officers arrived at the courtyard with Yan Jiecheng.

The deaf old woman on the ground immediately lay down, threw a tantrum, rolled around on the ground, her voice hoarse and high-pitched, accusing the man with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"Police officers, please help me!"

Sha Zhu cruelly bullied the old man, pinned me to the ground and beat me. My whole body ached, and I don't know how many bones were broken!

Moreover, his insult to a respected elder like me is truly outrageous!

"A villain like Sha Zhu must be arrested and imprisoned, preferably executed in the autumn, to rid the people of this scourge!"

Police officers act in accordance with regulations when handling cases, and naturally they will not blindly believe one side of the story.

The two separated and observed the neighbors, questioning them one by one to gather evidence and fully understand the cause and course of events.

The deaf old woman took in Sha Zhu but demanded benefits from him. When she refused, she took the initiative to hit him with a stick. Sha Zhu fought back and disarmed her.

The subsequent pressing on the elderly person's chest is a civil dispute between neighbors and does not constitute a crime.

After the investigation was completed, the police officers informed the deaf elderly woman of the results in accordance with regulations.

"This is just a typical neighborhood dispute and does not meet the criteria for filing a case."

Yan Bugui is the liaison officer in the hospital. You should tell Shazhu to pay 50 cents for medical expenses.

We'll take your rooftop cane down and return it to you; that's the end of it.

The police officers quickly climbed onto the roof, removed the cane that was stuck in the tiles, and returned it to the deaf old woman.

The deaf old woman's face turned ashen, but she dared not argue any further.

She herself has a dirty past; she did a lot of immoral things in her early years, such as forcing innocent women into prostitution.

If the matter is investigated thoroughly, you will only be the one who suffers.

She dared to bully the residents in the courtyard, but she didn't dare to confront the government officials at all, so she could only swallow her anger.

Slumped on the ground, the deaf old woman felt an overwhelming longing for the days when Yi Zhonghai controlled the entire hospital and she was the Empress Dowager.

On the other side, Sha Zhu stayed in the factory dormitory for several days, tossing and turning in bed every night, unable to sleep.

Once he moved into the factory, he couldn't take care of Qin Huairu nearby, let alone spend time with her.

In order to see Qin Huairu every day, he went to the factory's logistics office for three or four consecutive days, pleading and begging repeatedly to apply to be transferred back to the No. 95 compound.

The logistics clerk, annoyed by the constant pestering, glanced at his notebook and bluntly stated:

"In the No. 95 courtyard, there is only one gatehouse next to the main gate that is empty. It is dilapidated, small, and drafty, and no one has lived there for many years."

If you want to go back to live in the factory, they can find someone to do some simple repairs and assign you a place.

If you don't want to live there, then stay in the factory dormitory!

Sha Zhu sees this gatekeeper every day when he comes and goes.

The house was small, with mottled walls, and leaked wind in winter and rain in summer. The living conditions were even worse than those of the rear house in the courtyard.

But as long as he could stay in the courtyard house and see Qin Huairu every day, this little bit of hardship was nothing.

Sha Zhu immediately nodded:

"I live here, so please have the factory repair it as soon as possible."

In the following days, the factory sent people to make simple repairs to the walls, reinforce the doors and windows, and clean up the clutter inside the house, barely meeting the standards for occupancy.

More than half a month after leaving the courtyard, Sha Zhu moved back in and took up a room at the gate, which can be considered a "return of the war god".

The birds in the yard reacted with varying expressions upon seeing this.

Time flies, the end of the month is approaching, the midterm exams are over, the preliminary rounds have ended, and Yan Jiefang took advantage of his day off to return to the No. 95 courtyard house.