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

After staying at home for more than half a month, Yi Zhonghai felt that life was very boring.

He felt it was better to stay at Qinghe Farm. Although there were people managing him and he had no freedom, at least he knew what he had to do and what he couldn't do each day.

Then he thought of Yan Jiefang's persecution of him, who was the culprit who had caused him so much suffering at Qinghe Farm!

It was also the culprit that caused him to have a limp!

I heard that this guy earns a lot of money, seventy or eighty yuan a month, which is not much less than what he earned before he went to jail.

But all this income came from writing novels that persecuted him!

They also used the money to buy three side rooms and a lot of furniture in Mianhua Hutong!

Life is incredibly comfortable now.

Moreover, he can directly enter the factory as a cadre after graduating from vocational school next year!

And there's He Yushui next door!

If it weren't for that scoundrel going to the post office to check the accounts, I would definitely still be a happy senior fitter at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill!

But He Yushui probably wasn't that clever; she certainly wouldn't have thought of such a wicked plan as checking the accounts at the post office.

There's definitely someone pulling the strings behind her!

There's only one person this smart in this No. 95 courtyard!

Yi Zhonghai's mind was clear; he felt he already knew the answer.

This person can only be—Yan Jiefang!

After all, Yan Jiefang and He Yushui were classmates, and out of compassion, it was entirely possible that he would give her some pointers!

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes turned red.

Damn!

Yan Jiefang deserves to die!

He Yushui deserves to die too!

He suddenly stood up and walked towards the scrap metal recycling station with the money in his hand.

...

In the golden autumn of October, Yan Jiefang continued to overwhelm all opponents with his absolute strength, bringing back the first prize trophy and certificate from Chengdu for the National Radio Orienteering Championship.

When the trophy was placed on the counter behind the principal's office, the principal grinned from ear to ear.

For a vocational school specializing in radio engineering, winning this trophy is the greatest reward.

He laughed heartily a few times, then said to Yan Jiefang:

"Jiefang, you'll be graduating next year, and our school doesn't have much to give you."

I see you're still riding that beat-up secondhand bicycle. Here, I happen to have a voucher for a permanent bicycle; I'll give it to you as a reward!

Bicycle coupon?

Yan Jiefang laughed immediately upon hearing this:

"Thank you so much, Principal! I was just wondering when I could buy a new car! This ticket has come at the perfect time!"

The principal took a receipt from his drawer, placed it in Yan Jiefang's hand, and patted his arm.

Study hard and make progress every day!

"Yes, Principal, I will keep your teachings in mind!"

"Since it's a holiday today, you should go home early."

"Okay, Principal, I'll be going now."

After saying goodbye to the homeroom teacher and other school leaders, Yan Jiefang left the office.

He first rode his old bicycle home and locked it up, then took a bus to the department store and bought a brand new Forever bicycle there with his coupons and money.

I stopped by Jiaodaokou Police Station on the way to get my passport stamped before going home.

To his surprise, he ran into Liu Lan, the gossipy old woman, as he entered the courtyard.

The woman asked very familiarly:

"Yan Jiefang, not bad, you bought another new bicycle!"

Yan Jiefang nodded:

"Since the principal gave out bicycle tickets as a reward, I bought one. My younger brother, Yan Jiekuang, can ride the old one."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lan was quite surprised:

"You didn't do something big again, did you? Otherwise, why would the principal give such a big reward?"

Yan Jiefang's answer was very casual:

"It's nothing serious, I just won first place in a national competition in Chengdu a while ago."

Okay, Sister Liu, I'll head back now.

After saying that, he pushed his bicycle back to his living room.

"Go to Chengdu? To win first place in the national competition?"

Liu Lan was somewhat taken aback: This Yan Jiefang is simply a monster.

Not only is he a great writer, but he's also incredibly good at academics, and I've heard he's quite good at sports too.

He really got all the good things.

But I can tell my girlfriends about this when I go to the cafeteria tomorrow.

I heard that Yan Jiefang will be 20 years old next year, and there will definitely be a lot of girls chasing after him then.

If any of you ladies have an 18-year-old daughter, you might want to give this a try.

Thinking of this, she looked at her five-year-old daughter and sighed.

My daughter will definitely be beautiful in the future, but unfortunately, she won't live to see the first fresh baby.

After returning home, Yan Jiefang parked his bicycle against the wall.

Yan Jiedi, who was eating sunflower seeds, saw the new car and her eyes lit up:

"Erguo, you bought a new car? It's so beautiful!"

Yan Jiefang smiled:

"Isn't it beautiful? How about your second brother takes you for a bike ride around the alley later?"

Yan Jiedi clapped her hands:

"Okay, okay, let's not wait any longer, let's leave now so that no one can see the new car when it gets dark."

At this moment, Yan Jiekuang also walked in.

"Jie Di, Second Brother has had a long day, please don't trouble him, okay?"

Yan Jiedi stuck out her tongue:

"San Guo is like a little old man, always nagging. Er Guo is much more straightforward."

Yan Jiekuang pretended not to hear this and didn't respond at all.

During dinner, Yan Jiefang took out the keys to his old bicycle:

"Jie Kuang, you can ride that old bicycle from now on."

Yan Jiekuang accepted it with both hands.

"Thank you, Second Brother."

Yan Jiefang waved his hand:

"It's no big deal. This bike will just rust if it's left empty. Giving it to ride it will at least put it to some use."

At the dinner table, Yan Jiedi didn't say a word, focusing only on the beautifully presented meal in front of her.

Every time her second brother came back, it was the time when she ate her fill and felt most comfortable.

It's so much better than the pickled vegetables and radishes with cornbread we make at home.

If Erguo could stay home every day, that would be great.

After the meal, Yan Jiefang kept his promise and rode his new bicycle with Jie Di around the vicinity of Nanluoguxiang.

Yan Jiekuang also rode his bicycle alongside him.

He learned to ride a bicycle a long time ago using an old bike, and now he rides it very smoothly.

After returning home, Yan Jiekuang told his second brother about Yi Zhonghai again.

He had seen this guy holding a copy of "Beijing Literature" on several occasions.

The second brother also published an article in this magazine.

He had also heard about the things about Yi Zhongjiang, the river, and the lake mentioned in the article.

He felt that Yi Zhonghai was probably up to something.

Yan Jiefang also heard about Yi Zhonghai's release from prison.

As long as the Celestial Venerable of Morality doesn't go looking for trouble, he won't bother with this guy.

Given his current status, it would be a loss of face and a waste of his time to go against someone from the "Five Black Categories".

In November, temperatures begin to drop rapidly.

The midterm exams were held as scheduled, and Yan Jiefang remained as steady as ever.

His first-place ranking was like a welded-on part of him; no one could shake it in the slightest.

The other students were also all excellent students, but they could never catch up with Yan Jiefang.