This is a story about fallen leaves returning to their roots, about the game between rules and human hearts, and about the reconciliation of guilt and redemption. The wind on the loess slope will remember that the warmth hidden in the corn paste, the thoughts under the pillow, and the confession in front of the tomb have all turned into the warmest fireworks - it turns out that rules can separate the loess, but they cannot separate the concerns of blood connection; years can smooth the edges, but they cannot wear away the softness in the heart of the heart.
The "second-married daughter-in-law" and "ex-married daughter" have no children. Amid the hostility of the step-son Wang Qiang, she is guarding the cold stove and the cold bed. Her only thought is to return to her parents in a hundred years. But "the water thrown out by a married daughter", the old rules are like a hurdle, blocking her return date. The wind of the Loess Plateau has been blowing for thousands of years, carving the wrinkles of time on the adobe houses and old locust trees in Lijiawa. Li Xiulian's life was like the crooked-neck jujube tree on the slope, taking root alone in the wind and rain - she first married Zhang Dashan, but was rejected and left; then she married Wang Laoshi, and just lost some warmth, but the man passed away again.
