The valley below the corn top has no name. It is improvised at the deputy bureau level and is named after a wild lily flower found at the bottom of the valley. At the same time, the code name of this operation is also named after the valley, which is the wild lily operation.

The Wild Lily Operation lasted for three days and three nights, and finally no living person was found, nor the body was found. The search team used police dogs, divers, drones, military-grade night vision goggles, infrared detectors, dispatched 3,000 personnel and dozens of helicopters, which cost no money. The three meals a day for these people alone were a big figure. Because Corn Ting is a poor natural village that cannot be opened and cannot provide food, all the people's food was airlifted by helicopters, as well as tents, sleeping bags, ropes and equipment for climbing, etc., but the final result was still unsuccessful.

Chunjiu's father provided a clue. He said that his daughter and the boy came on a boat and took his wife away. The relevant departments attached great importance to it and asked Chunjiu's father to draw the shape of the boat. Not to mention that Chunjiu's father has a talent for painting, and it is definitely a children's spaceship in an amusement park on paper.

Given that Chunjiu Dad had a bunch of empty wine bottles next to him, everyone thought he was talking nonsense because he drank a lot, but no one could explain where Chunjiu Daddy was, but this was not a question that the big guys cared about.

There is a fragment of orange plexiglass left on the roof of Chunjiu's house. If someone takes it carefully, he will find that this thing comes from a factory in the 1990s that specially provides large amusement equipment for amusement parks.

...

Liu Kunlun and Chunjiu couldn't open their eyes. Imagine the feeling of sitting in a convertible in winter and speeding at 300 kilometers per hour. This is what they have experienced now. The spacecraft is convertible. Although a low-high windshield is added in front, the effect is not good. He is in a high air temperature and the bone-breathing wind makes his eyes unable to open. He can only barely look at the night view below from his fingers. It feels similar to the feeling of looking down at the earth on the plane. There are thousands of lights, but it is more dark.

The spacecraft has no lights and is very fast. Such an object passes quickly in the space of 1,000 meters, and people on the ground cannot see it at all. Because the hull is of fiberglass, the Air Force's low-altitude radar cannot be discovered. They are walking in a straight line, so they are more efficient. From the perspective of landform, the shiny belt should be the Huai River, heading eastward and finally landed in a dark area on the north bank of the river.

This area is located between farmland and cultivated land, isolated by barbed wire. It is an abandoned playground. The spacecraft landed where it should be. The pilot took off his goggles and directed Liu Kunlun to carry Chunlei Niang down and get on the car.

The heating in the car allowed them who were about to freeze to feel the warmth of the world.

"Drink coffee? It's hot." The pilot took out the thermos pot and mug, introduced himself: "Fei Tianlai, I know your sister Liu Yimeng, and I actually know you too." He said that.

This is an inconspicuous black Buick Regal sedan. Fei Tianlai's driving skills are as strong as his ability to drive a spacecraft. He drove to the hospital at a lightning speed, and Chunjiu Niang finally lay on the clean hospital emergency bed.

The doctor and nurse put on a mask silently. The smell of Chunjiu Niang was so bad. It was a corruption smell emitted by patients who were bedridden for a long time. The mother was unconscious and allowed them to toss and turn to check. There were many bedsores on her body and blood on her ankles. Chunjiu knew that it was ground by iron chains.

As the results of further examinations came out, Chunjiu Niang's physical condition was worse than expected. Her lungs were seriously infected, and other organs also failed to varying degrees, and she was in a state of frequent death.

"What happened? The patient has been malnourished for a long time and is suspected to have been abused. What's going on?" The doctor's eyes were very sharp behind his glasses. He looked at these three people. If their answer was inappropriate, the hospital would call the police.

At the critical moment, Liu Yimeng arrived and explained to the doctor that this was the countryside mentally ill patients we rescued. Those were all living Lei Fengs, and they were good people.

"Mental patients cannot abuse this way." The doctor called Liu Yimeng aside and whispered, "This patient's condition is very bad. He may not last long, so don't waste money."

"Thank you, I have a question," said Liu Yimeng.

Chunjiu Niang got rid of water, Chunjiu was accompanying her. Liu Yimeng stood at the door and watched, but saw a layer of mist on Chunjiu Niang's head. She understood that Chunjiu Niang really didn't have much time left.

Liu Kunlun asked Fei Tian to come outside to smoke, and by the way he said: "Brother, what's the principle of your spaceship?"

Fei Tianlai smiled and said, "I'm so bad, you shouldn't call me brother."

"Then I call you uncle. It doesn't look like you are old." Liu Kunlun smiled.

"The meat of the bun is not on the folds, and the age is not written on the face. Strictly, you should call me uncle or call me second dad." Fei Tianlai said seriously, not like he was joking to take advantage of it.

"How to explain?"

"You are my manager, and your sister is my husband," Fei Tian said, afraid that Liu Kunlun would misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "The manager's meaning is not that. In short, your birth is inseparable from me."

Liu Kunlun suddenly realized: "You are Wang Tianlai! A barefoot doctor who practices medicine in Delingha!"

Fei Tian said: "I was the king at that time."

"I want to know the details of the ins and outs." Liu Kunlun, who had always been calm, was actually a little excited at this time. The mystery of his life experience was about to be revealed, and it was a double-sounding cannon, and the life experience of the fourth sister was about to emerge.

"You will know, but what you need more now is rest." Fei Tian said, "And I am tired too. I will chat with you when I have a rest. Just prepare the wine."

After saying that, Fei Tianlai actually left.

"How can I find you?" Liu Kunlun shouted at his back.

"Your fourth sister has my phone number."

...

In the ward, Chunjiu's eyes were red and she was still persuading Liu Yimeng to go back and rest. Liu Yimeng said, "Sister, don't argue with me. I have been a nurse. It's better than you to do these things. Your mother is my mother. Who would I respect if I am not filial to my mother? Chunjiu was speechless, so she had to say that I'll lie for a while first and then for you in the middle of the night."

Chunjiu fell asleep after lying down. She was physically and mentally exhausted for the past few dozen hours, especially because of too much mental pressure. Liu Yimeng covered her with a blanket and stared at the drip of the drip. After a while, Liu Kunlun came in and asked the fourth sister what happened to Fei Tianlai. Liu Yimeng told him not to talk and lay down to rest.

"You are trying to suffocate me to death." Liu Kunlun was so anxious that he jumped.

"Simply put, you are Wang Huayun's son, I am Xiangba's daughter, our father and Fei Tianlai are both prisoners on the farm, and they know each other." Liu Yimeng answered his brother's questions in the shortest language.

"Who is Shamba? Did he tell you this?" Liu Kunlun said in surprise.

Liu Yimeng said: "Xamba is a... a practitioner, I guess, because Fei Tian said that Xiaba is the only person he knows who can see the soul, and I am the second one, so I think I may have a blood relationship with this Xiaba."

After listening to the fourth sister's explanation, Liu Kunlun thought of his teacher Shao Wenyuan. The old man had also stayed in the Qinghai labor reform farm and was very close to Wang Huayun. You can ask him about the story of that year.

After experiencing the twists and turns of the past few days, Liu Kunlun was extremely tired and sat on the bench in the corridor and fell asleep. Chunlei woke up in the middle of the night. Seeing that the drip was pulled out after being beaten, Liu Yimeng fell asleep on the bed, holding her mother's dry hand with one hand.

Liu Yimeng had a dream, a very long dream, and that was a person's life.

In the dream, my parents were young, my father was wearing white shirt and leather sandals, my mother was wearing floral skirt, my home was covered with wooden floors, and I was walking. My sofa was covered with white pillowcases, and I was on the coffee table. I was learning to speak by myself, and I was learning to walk. Outside the window was a red ocean, with slogans like forests, and deafening revolutionary songs.

Gradually, I grew up. The girl in the mirror was hanging two braids, her slender neck was tied with a red scarf, and a portrait of Chairman Mao and Chairman Hua was hanging on the wall behind her.

In a blink of an eye, the place where the radio was originally played was changed to a black and white TV. The picture was "Study with Me" program. I was practicing English conversation with the TV. I went out and went downstairs. The bamboo poles in the alley were full of colorful clothes. The streets were full of traffic. The car was hung with green license plates. The shop was filled with Japanese-imported TVs. The convenience store sold Coca-Cola in glass bottles. The huge movie poster on the roadside was hand-painted. The following line of words: Colorful wide screen feature films Shanghai Film Studio.

The campus is covered with green shade, the ringtones of bicycles and the songs and laughters of boys and girls, the recitations of the study room, the gaze of the boys in the back row, and the girl's heart pounded.

The bells of the class rang again, and the college entrance examination papers were placed on the table. The pen tip was flowing happily, followed by a festive sound of firecrackers. The registration letter was a college admission notice. The parents who were no longer young taught me and the mother shed tears behind her back. The father used his beloved pen as a gift.

College life is three points and one line, dormitory, canteen and classroom, ocean of knowledge, hazy love, boys say they should experience life while the summer vacation, and the ignorant self nods solemnly.

The sky was filled with smoke and dust, the unfamiliar and noisy train station was filled with cigarette butts and phlegm. I was alone and my wallet was stolen. At this time, a kind-looking woman came over and said something with a smile.

Next was the scene on the train and bus, and the woman was always repeating the sentence: "It's almost here."

The end was Huluya Bus Station. I finally realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. I was forcibly pulled away by several villagers and carried a corn roof on my back with a bamboo basket.

The sound of firecrackers, the red veil, the grinning faces, the heart-wrenching cry for help, the thunder in the sky, the ugly face that is getting closer and closer.

I escaped again and again, and was recovered halfway through the journey. I saved up a few bad tickets, exchanged them for envelopes and stamps, and entrusted them to a simple young man. After a long wait, all I received was disappointment.

I felt nauseous, vomited, and my stomach became bigger. The food in front of me changed from corn rice to white steamed buns. I took out a can of Jianlibao like an ugly face.

The baby, cradle, had been calm for a while, continued to escape, continued to be caught, beaten up, and the iron chain locked the ankle.

The dirty girl looked up at herself, and the tenderness in her heart emanated. She pushed the mill, fed pigs, quarreled, and shoved. The book finally appeared in front of the girl.

A little boy appeared and grew up slowly. One day he jumped and left with his schoolbag on his back, but when he came back he was a cold body and his eyes could never be opened.

The following clip is chaotic, like a montage shot edited with eyes closed, with ugly faces and boys appearing alternately, pigpens and campuses one after another, bizarre and complicated.

Liu Yimeng finally woke up and saw Chunjiu's concerned face.

"Sister, you're sweating and having a nightmare?"
Chapter completed!