In 1998, Li Weimin, a farmer's boy, graduated from college and set foot in the most remote Hongshi Township.
He had no money, no background, and only a lot of passion, but he was assigned to take care of the old tile-roofed house where rats were scurrying.
Village cadres falsely reported accounts, villagers resisted taxes, roads were impassable, and every step was a dead end.
But he started by building a village road, borrowing chickens to lay eggs, knocking on forest farms, outsmarting local snakes, and carving out a grassroots counterattack between the wine table, the field and the conference room.
From the countryside to the county seat, from the city government to the provincial government, twenty years of ups and downs, state-owned enterprise restructuring, demolition storms, poverty alleviation... Amidst the tide of the times, he always remembers why he set out.
This is not a fairy tale, but a true record of a practical man who measured the land with his feet and carried people's livelihood on his shoulders.
Rules are undercurrent and people's hearts are at war, but those who serve the people will eventually arrive.
