Report of June 9 of Rednet: A small road of Fuyang West Road in Handan was soaked into a mud trap by the torrential rain. Liu Junhai walked along the edge of the mud trap, with his feet full of mud. The locust trees on the road were filled with rain water. Not far away, piles of garbage emitted a pungent odor, and several beetles crashed and fell.
Entering a dormitory building built forty years ago, it was the home of Liu Junhai in Fengfeng Mine District of Handan. There was no light in the corridor, and he pushed the door in the dark. His mother over sixty sat cross-legged on the bed. His father passed away not long after he was born, and he lived with his mother and younger brother. At this moment, there was nothing at home.