The Stone in Yalong River Does Not Chase Dust

The Yalong River has been flowing for eternity, and the red soil of Maojiao Mountain has been barren for generations. Jiang Yanchen was born by the riverside and grew up under melons and vines. His family was poor when he was young, and he was slandered in his middle age. His life is like a sinking stone at the bottom of the river, washed away by time, bumpy by fate, and trapped by the times. He cultivated the land in silence and watched the river in silence. In the surging dust of Zhao Lushan and others, and in the rapids and rapids of the commercial sea chasing profits, he never defended, drifted, or chased dust. With the stubbornness of a stone, he defended the justice of the red earth, the tenderness of his wife Su Wanqing, and the livelihood and dignity of the Maojiao Mountain generation. This is an epic about "Shen". Write about the alternation of morning and dusk between Jinping Mountain and Yak Mountain, write about the crowing of cocks and dogs on both sides of the Yalong River and the red earth producing gold; write about the close and affectionate feeling of a middle-aged couple repairing clothes under the lamp and sitting quietly by the river; write about how the invisible scale beam between father, son and mother is passed down from generation to generation. Describe its appearance with bare eyes and feel deeply inside. In the world of fireworks, you can see the warmth and hardness of a stone. People are like rocks in the river, not chasing the floating dust. After thousands of sails, the original intention remains unchanged; after suffering many hardships, it remains gentle and sunny. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.