Iron Plow Swallows the Sky Record

The rusty wheat in the saline-alkali land pierced the tax book, and the humus washed out of the underground river rotted the official seal. The brother and sister Lu Qingyan and Qinghe, with a bunch of mud legs, used a nail-tooth rake to crush the shackles, and melted the iron ruler for measuring the fields into a plow for reclaiming wasteland. From the curved plows splitting the hardened alkaline soil, to the rusty wheat awns piercing the survey flags; from the anchors melted into aqueducts, to the sea ban monuments crushed into paving stones - they used the wheat ash from the drying yard to paste the tax collector's abacus, used the snail shells from the underground river to carve the "cropping manual", and even the mouse urine in the official warehouse became the secret recipe for fertilizing the fields. When the roots of salty beach wheat crack the "forbidden sea boundary", when the prairie fire waves engulf the tax gong, these farmers use prickly wheat seeds and bloody cocoons to tell the world: Living people cannot be suffocated by death rules, and golden knots can grow on salt-alkali land! The iron plow breaks the sky, the wheat waves swallow up the boat, and the underground river finally becomes a running water that breaks the iron chain, carrying the sunken tax monument official boat, and rolls towards the thousands of acres of unfettered green world.