Although He Yun prefers the latter, the final decision is still in Li Yan's own hands, and he, the instructor, will not interfere with her.

Therefore, in his reply to Li Yan, He Yun used the word "suggestion" many times, instead of asking her to do this or that.

After writing the reply, He Yun quickly sent the letter, and the address was naturally not Sanshui Township, but Yuanshui County No. 1 Middle School.

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On this day, the sky was sunny with a light breeze and the sun was shining.

He Yun received a package with a lot of letters and a sample issue of "Far Island Spy" published in the package.

He Yun opened and read those letters one by one.

At first, he thought that these were just letters from ordinary readers, but when he looked at them, he was shocked to find that almost all of the people who wrote these letters were old people, and even if they were not old people, their signatures were written by the children of such and such old people.

In these letters, they all recount one ordinary but great story after another, and almost every story can find its shadow in the "Far Island Spy" he wrote.

At this moment, He Yun suddenly understood.

The readers of these letters, or the people who wrote them, should have been obscure figures on the hidden front of our party.

At this time, He Yun found a letter written by the editor-in-chief of "Contemporary" literature from among the many letters.

When he read the letter, he fell silent for a moment.

He really didn't expect that with the publication of "Far Island Spy", so many old people with similar experiences would have a strong sense of resonance and identity.

Even the editor-in-chief of the magazine wrote a personal letter to thank him for writing such a true and thick story.

And at this moment, He Yun couldn't help but think of something, he looked at the watch on his wrist, and found that it was already half past three in the afternoon, he thought about it, and sorted out the opened letter, and then found a newspaper to wrap it.

Then, He Yun picked up the sample magazine and went out with these letters.

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Standing in front of the tube building, He Yun looked up and walked to a house on the left side of the stairs on the first floor.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

He Yun knocked lightly on the door, and found that there seemed to be no response inside, so he knocked again, this time his knock on the door was much louder.

However, after a while, the door in front of him did not open, but the door on the right side of the stairs opened.

"Young man, are you looking for Lao Li? He fell ill and was sent to the People's Hospital. "It was an old man who spoke on his back, on crutches, and with a green military cap.

"What about Old Li being sent to the hospital? Uncle, when did this happen? When He Yun heard the old man's words, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked over and asked.

"Just a few days ago, it's actually not a big illness, it's just an old problem, this person is old, and there will be some problems." The old man replied to He Yun and couldn't help but sigh.

"Thank you, uncle, then I'll go to the hospital to see him immediately!" He Yun said and hurriedly turned around and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the hunchbacked uncle stopped He Yun and said, "Young man, wait a minute, my legs and feet are inconvenient, I can't go to the hospital to see Lao Li, you help me bring him some of his favorite hemp cakes." ”

After saying this, the hunchbacked uncle staggered back to the house, and after a while, the uncle returned to the door, and he also had an extra boxy thing wrapped in printed white paper in his hand.

He Yun understands that it is a specialty of Yuanshui County, Maxiang cake, a unique pastry produced locally.

He remembered that in later generations, he was very famous in the Yincheng area, and later built a special food factory for production.

"Okay, uncle! I'll be sure to bring it for you. He Yun nodded, took the pastry in his hand briskly, and responded.

"I'm sorry for you."

"It's okay, uncle, then I'll go."

He Yun smiled and left the tube building with his things.

Half an hour later, he got off the bus and walked a little more before entering the hospital gate.

He inquired and came to the door of a hospital room.

"This should be it."

He Yun muttered, and then prepared to knock on the door.

But at this time, he found that the door of the ward was not completely closed, but left a crack.

Through this slit, he heard an old man in the ward trying to persuade another old man.

"Huh...... This seems to be the voice of the old village chief, so coincidental? ”

Hearing the voice, He Yun suddenly remembered, he looked up and looked at the number plate again, and found that it was indeed the ward where the old village chief lived.

"Knock knock......" He Yun hurriedly stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, the voice of the old village chief came out.

"Please come in!"

He Yun heard the voice and immediately pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the ward, he saw that there were people in both beds in the ward.

One of them was on a drip, while the other was sitting on the bed, covered with a quilt, looking at the old man on the drip.

"Old village chief!" He Yun first shouted to the old village chief, and then set his eyes on Li Guoyao and Li Lao.

At this time, he found that Li Lao was leaning on the head of the bed, on a drip, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Xiaohe? Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you everything, you don't need to come to see me, I'm almost fine, and I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. The old village chief saw that it was He Yun, and immediately said.

"Old village chief, I came to see Elder Li, but I didn't expect Elder Li to be in the same ward as you." He Yun immediately explained with a smile.

"Oh...... So that's the case, do you know this old brother? ”

"Hmm...... Acquaintance, old village chief, is he okay with Old Li? I see him ......"

"It's high blood pressure, there's nothing wrong with it, but this old brother seems to be in a bad mood, and I have persuaded him for a while." The old village chief shook his head and replied.

"That's good, that's good, old village chief, why don't I persuade him, it just so happens that I also brought him something, maybe Elder Li will be in a much better mood after seeing it."

As He Yun spoke, he walked to Mr. Li's bed, smiled at him and said, "Mr. Li, do you remember me?" ”

For He Yun's words, the old man was still a little dull, and he always looked out the window.

Seeing this, He Yun didn't give up, he immediately sat down on the edge of the bed, and then took out the sesame cake and handed it to the old man: "Old Li, look at this, this is what your neighbor's uncle asked me to bring to you, and he said that you like to eat it the most." ”

Hearing this, Li Lao seemed to have some reactions, he looked at He Yun, glanced at He Yun, and seemed to have come back to his senses and recognized He Yun.

"It's you, young man! I'm sorry, I ...... just now. ”

"Elder Li, it's okay, I'll tell you a good news, I wrote and published it according to your prototype, this is a sample journal, I specially brought it to you today, and these readers' letters, I think it may be more appropriate for you to keep it than me." He Yun smiled, and immediately took out the sample issues and readers' letters he brought and handed them to Li Lao.

"Sample? Readers' letters? When Li Lao heard He Yun's words, he was stunned for a moment, he lowered his head and looked at the cover of the sample magazine, on which were written four big words "Lonely Island Spy".

And under the four big characters, there is a line of small letters, which reads, "Based on the true story of an old man." ”

At this moment, He Yun suddenly found that the old man's face had changed dramatically, and after he was stunned for a moment, he seemed to think of something, and picked up the sample magazine tremblingly, a little hesitant, and a little excited, looking complicated.

But in the end, he smiled, he looked at He Yun, smiled and asked, "You finally wrote it?" Did my comrades-in-arms write it in? Also, my name wasn't mentioned, was it? ”

"No, Elder Li, don't worry, everything is written according to your instructions. And these letters, these are all ghostwritten by old people or descendants who have similar experiences with you all over the country, you see, I see that there are several people here who have worked as traffic officers in the magic capital, maybe there are people you know, especially this old man, I think the experience described in his letter is very similar to one of the comrades-in-arms you once mentioned. ”

For He Yun's words, Li Lao seemed to be even more excited, he hurriedly put aside the sample periodicals in his hand, picked up the letters, and read them one by one.

When he saw the last one, he was a little incoherent with excitement.

"That's him! That's him! That's right, you can't go wrong. ”

"Old Li, don't get excited, don't get excited, pay attention to your body."

"It's okay, I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me, it's him! Definitely a lark! It's him, yes! ”

"Elder Li, are you saying that Liu Xidong, who wrote this letter, is the lark in your mouth? I see that this letter was sent from the provincial capital, so he should be living in the provincial capital now? ”

"That's right! I heard him mention it, he said that he was from the provincial town, and he also said that he and I were fellow countrymen. "Elder Li will be very happy, he holds the letter, happy like a child.

"Thank you, young man, I've actually looked for them over the years, but ...... There was no result, I didn't expect to be able to find his whereabouts this time, I ...... I'm blind to death! ”

"Ahem...... Big brother, don't say these depressing words. At this time, the old village chief on the side smiled and hurriedly said.

"Elder Li, the old village chief is right, you, you have to live well, write more letters to these comrades-in-arms, and if you have the opportunity in the future, you can also get together and talk about the past."

"Yes, yes, yes...... I've got to live well, I've got to keep looking for them, whether they're dead or alive, I'm going to find them. ”

At this time, Li Lao seemed to have a new hope, he looked at these letters, and thanked He Yun vigorously.

He Yun smiled at this and said, "Elder Li, don't be so polite, if you want to say thank you, I have to thank you." ”

"No...... I have to thank you, in the past, I lived in regret all my life, but now, I have figured it out, I want to contact those former comrades-in-arms one by one before I die, even if I die, I also want to toast a glass of water and wine and burn a pillar of incense in front of their graves. ”

When Li Lao said this, he carefully read the other letters.

But unfortunately, more than ten minutes later, he sighed softly: "Alas......"

Obviously, this time, he did not find another comrade of his former comrades.

"Elder Li, don't be disappointed, I'm sure you'll find it." He Yun comforted him.

"Squeak......

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a white coat with a somewhat strange expression walked in.