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

After several hours of effort, Yan Jiefang finally managed to repair a radio.

I tried it out and it did receive a few radio stations, including China National Radio and Beijing People's Radio.

It was storytelling time, and they were playing "Wildfire and Spring Breeze Fight the Ancient City".

Yan Jiefang listened for a while, but found it uninteresting, so he turned off the radio.

In the following days, he continued to disassemble the two broken radios, collecting all the useful parts for later use.

In the field of electronics and electrical appliances, many things such as resistors, ceramic capacitors, diodes, band switches, and copper wires are interchangeable.

The secondhand analog multimeter he bought before was also damaged, and he wanted to see if it could be repaired.

This took him quite a bit of time to finally manage to fix the little multimeter.

After this repair, the multimeter is now much more functional.

At the same time, he also discovered new skills: electronic science and technology!

According to the description of this skill, Yan Jiefang learned that it is a technology that focuses on electronic devices, integrated circuits, and semiconductor materials, and conducts in-depth research on the physical mechanisms, design, and manufacturing of electronic components.

With this skill, his understanding of various electronic components has deepened considerably.

Before Yan Jiefang transmigrated, he was an ordinary graduate of a top-tier university, majoring in structural engineering.

I don't know much about the significance of the skill of electronic science and technology.

But when he looked at the description below, he knew that the major this skill pointed to was not simple, and might even involve a 211 university specializing in national defense.

Of course, his own major also involves 985 and 211 universities, but he only got into an ordinary first-tier university.

Forget it, these technical things are probably not something our readers will understand or enjoy, so I'm too lazy to think about them.

Anyway, he has the personal panel with the entry "Diligence can make up for lack of talent, and one certificate is a permanent proof," so no amount of knowledge can stop him.

Just keep charging forward and leave everything else to the system!

At the end of August, Yan Jiefang called the third son to the small house:

"Jie Kuang, I'm going to school today. You also have a key to this room. When I'm not home, you can come here to study or stay overnight."

You can use the electric fan, radio, and other electrical appliances if you want, just don't take them outside.

I have some milk candies in my drawer. You can eat them if you want, and occasionally bring one or two for Jiedi to enjoy.

Don't give her too much, or she'll rot her teeth.

"Okay, second brother, I understand! Don't worry."

Hearing his second brother's explanation, Yan Jiekuang was very happy.

My second brother's place is much more comfortable than my own home. I can read quietly here without being disturbed by anyone.

Upon returning to school, the first day was, as usual, a thorough cleaning.

The next day, Yan Jiefang submitted his song "The Shining Red Star," which he had written during his summer vacation, to the magazine "Music Creation."

As for the other song, "The Five-Starred Red Flag," I'll have to wait until next semester to submit it.

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At the end of September, a woman with gray hair, a thin face, and faded clothes stood at the entrance of courtyard house number 95.

If any long-time residents of the courtyard were there, they would definitely recognize her as Yi Zhonghai's wife, formerly known as Aunt Li Cuilan.

The first person to see her was Liu Yuyan, who was sitting by the gatehouse.

When she married into the family, Li Cuilan had already been sent for reformation.

Therefore, the two did not know each other.

Li Cuilan assumed the pretty woman was a new resident of the courtyard, so she nodded to her and walked directly into the courtyard.

Late September in Beijing is a time of clear skies and crisp autumn air. The old women and young wives in the front yards are mostly sitting in the covered walkways sewing shoe soles or gluing matchboxes.

Aunt Yang Ruihua had sharp eyes and immediately noticed the woman who walked in. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was an older woman.

She paused for a moment, then mumbled incoherently:

"Hey, ma'am, you're back?"

"An older woman? Where is she?"

Upon hearing Yang Ruihua's words, the others also realized what was happening and all looked at Li Cuilan.

"She really is an older woman!"

"Don't talk nonsense. She retired a long time ago and is still considered one of the 'Five Black Categories.' It's not appropriate to call her 'Grandma' anymore."

Seeing the women gossiping amongst themselves, but none of them greeting her, Li Cuilan felt a deep sadness.

I never imagined that after only a year away, the people in the courtyard would have changed so much.

It has become unfamiliar and terrifying!

Without stopping, she quickly passed through the main hall and arrived at the central courtyard.

The number of people in the intermediate court is less than that in the front court.

They also gathered under the covered walkway to sew shoe soles.

Jia Zhangshi was obese and stood out from the crowd.

The guy was holding a patina-covered shoe sole, not doing any work at all, but just looking around.

Therefore, she was the first to see the middle-aged woman, Li Cuilan.

Seeing Li Cuilan reminded her of her poor son.

If it weren't for that old bastard Yi Zhonghai going to jail, and if this guy had been watching over him, how could his son have possibly died?

If his own son hadn't died, he would have earned about forty yuan a month, much more than Qin Huairu.

And if her son hadn't died, he would definitely be working now.

Doesn't her family already have two workers?

Their combined salaries amount to just over sixty yuan!

How happy must their family be now?!

It's all Yi Zhonghai and his wife's fault!

Jia Zhangshi's anger erupted and could no longer be contained. She charged directly at Li Cuilan with a wild boar charge.

But Li Cuilan was no pushover either; during her year of training in the labor camp, she grew a lot.

Not only has she become stronger, but she is also incredibly agile, easily dodging to the side with a simple jump.

Not only that, she also took the opportunity to kick Jia Zhangshi's fat buttocks.

Jia Zhangshi couldn't stop the car at all and fell to the ground.

That was quite a fall.

Jia Zhangshi lay on the ground, unable to move, and it would take her a while to recover.

In the past year, Li Cuiying has witnessed a lot, including people like Jia Zhangshi, whom she now suppresses with her own hands.

Prison is a great place to toughen people up, and she is no longer the same person she used to be.

Li Cuiying didn't even bother to look at Jia Zhangshi, who was lying on the ground like a toad. She took out the key she got from the neighborhood committee and opened her own door.

A strong smell of mold and dust hit me.

Li Cuilan quickly put away the luggage she had brought back, then picked up a rag and began cleaning the windows and furniture.

Li Cuilan ignored Jia Zhangshi on the ground, and the other neighbors wouldn't care about her either.

Nearly ten minutes later, Jia Zhangshi finally sat up, groaning and moaning.

She sat directly on the ground, slapped her thigh, and unleashed her innate skill:

"Old Jia, Dongxu, come quick! Someone's bullying Xiaohua! Come and take her away!"

As the sun set and darkness fell, Old Jia Dongxu returned home to deal with the wicked Li Cuilan...