Yinjiazhuang

There is no family named "Yin" in Yinjiazhuang, but the children hidden in the branches of the pine and cypress trees have been fighting endlessly in the family since their memory. They struggled in the snow on New Year's Eve until flesh and blood and mud completely merged into one. The white snow was like the spit of ridicule, growing more and more. It wasn't until the sun appeared between the sky and the earth that they let go of each other...