As soon as we opened our eyes, our family of four became the weak persimmons in the ancient escape team.
My father, a grassroots civil servant in his previous life, immediately formulated KPIs and organized the refugees to engage in production.
My mother, a former community nurse, set up a field hospital on the spot and used herbal medicine to save lives and heal the wounded.
My younger brother, a sports student named Leng Touqing, directly became the person in charge of force in the team.
And for me, a history student, the golden finger is actually a map of knowledge - from finding water sources to making sugar with local methods, I can draw the drawings at will, but everyone has to work together!
We led the team to dig cave dwellings, burn pottery, and engage in weaving, turning the escape route into the journey of an infrastructure madman.
Seeing that life was just getting better, he picked up a handsome young man covered in blood.
His eyes were ferocious and his identity was a mystery. He was always silently observing our family.
I thought he was just a down-and-out master, until he returned with his troops, wearing armor, and stretched out his hand to me:
"In this troubled world, my hatred and your family's ambition may be settled together."
Only then did I realize that what we had picked up was a young general who could overturn the chess game.
Let's see how our family uses modern knowledge and unity to cultivate and weave a beautiful mountain and river in these troubled times!
