In an accident, single mother Jian Xia and her five-year-old son An An traveled through the deep forest of a primitive tribe.
Bonfires, animal skins, totems, and strangers dancing around her——
She was shocked to realize that she had become a "foreign woman on the altar", waiting for her fate to be judged.
Fortunately, she brought her children with her, as well as the little memories of traditional Chinese medicine, planting, and sewing in her mind.
Even more fortunately, her son An'an said "Mom is hungry" in a sweet voice, which made the tribesmen who originally planned to sacrifice her relent.
Starting from a broken wooden shack, she built a house to farm, weaved cloth and made pottery, learned herbs and healed people, and gradually led the tribe out of the primitive predicament.
She tamed the wild tribe with her soft hands, and guarded her son's growth with a warm heart.
And the taciturn tribal chief was also quietly building a house and building a fence for her, and watching over their mother and son at night...
She only wanted to raise her cubs to protect herself and farm, but unexpectedly she grew crops, trust, and an unexpected love.
She is Jian Xia, Yu Zhi, the wind that comes from time to time, and the light of the tribe.
