[Era + Pension + Group Portrait + Ugly Human Nature]
On the loess slope of Xiaoyuan Village, ninety-year-old Zhaodi curled up on the earthen kang like a dead tree. This old man, whose name carries the imprint of the old times, has suffered too much in his life: his father died when he was young, he was a young man who took care of the family, and among the six children he raised, the eldest son Jinsuo died young, and the second son Yinsuo became a henwife, leaving only four daughters to take turns taking care of him.
In the year of her eightieth birthday, she moved out of her eldest son's house and began to move around Dacui, Ercui, Sancui and Sicui. Until he broke his leg at his second daughter Ercui's house, the peace was completely broken. The bedridden days have become a mirror, reflecting the children's calculations hidden under the mask of filial piety: who has paid more, who has received less family property, who should bear more medical expenses... The once flesh-and-blood affection is worn away in the day-after-day disputes.
This turmoil caused by elderly care has dragged the family into endless internal strife. It wasn't until Zhao Di breathed her last breath and the loess covered the coffin that this farce mixed with calculations and resentment finally came to an end, leaving only fragments of family love scattered on the ground, floating silently in the wind of northern Shaanxi.
