From the rammed earth at the foot of the Great Wall to the swamps of the paddy fields in the south, from the grinding of medicines in state drug stores to the pulse pillows in rural clinics, three generations of people used their muscles, bones and conscience to dig, take root and spread the fire in the folds of the times.
The first-generation Wang Fendou swallowed blood and tears in the cracks of the Great Wall, carrying half a piece of dry food to survive on the migration road. He thought that he had roots with the land, but under the notice of demolition, he led his family into a deeper unknown. His hands have the calluses for building walls, the strength to hold a hoe, and an almost stubborn obsession with the word "stability."
The second generation reads books, reads in the scent of medicine in the drug store, and grows bones in the soil of the field. He failed to enter the school, but he finished reading "Compendium of Materia Medica" under the oil lamp of the ruined temple; he was kicked out of the drug store, but he found medical methods in the mountains and grasslands; he guarded the simplest clinic and used the cheapest herbal medicine to give the poor people the confidence to live. The medicine grinds his days, and his pulse carries his conscience. He understands better than anyone else: to survive, not only strength is needed, but also the truth that is not adulterated.
The third generation of Chunya and the children who read books grew up in the fragrance of medicine in the rural clinic and the fragrance of wheat in the fields. He would learn about medicine with his father, weave cloth with his mother, listen to his grandfather talk about the wind of the Great Wall, and his grandma talk about the warmth of a noodle shop. Under his feet is the earth that has been stepped on by three generations; in his eyes, there is both the bitterness of herbs and the warmth and sweetness of cooking smoke.
This is not an earth-shattering legend, but just three generations of ordinary people living in the most simple way amid harsh government, poverty, and injustice: men carry hardships and move forward, women hold back with fireworks,
