Baoxie Ancient Road, which stretches thousands of miles across the Qinling Mountains, is the geographical context of China's mountains and rivers; the Chen family has adhered to the plank road for two thousand years, which is a living footnote to the inheritance of civilization.
In the fourth year of Yuanshou, Chen Shihui dug into the mountain and used wood and stone as bones to pave the plank road connecting the Han Dynasty to Bashu. He didn't know that what he was digging was not just a road, but a boundary between life and death - there were living people on one end of the road and dead people on the other. Those road builders who died on the road were waiting below. Wait for someone to go down, wait for someone to come up, wait for someone to remember them.
Two thousand years, thirty-seven generations, one thousand and thirty-seven names. Chen Shi went there, Chen Shouzheng went there, Chen Huaiyi went there, and Chen Jiusi went there. They went down and brought back a shell, a name, and a story. Generation after generation, for two thousand years. If you can't finish it, just keep taking it.
This is not a family history. This is a history of "remembering". Remember those who died on the road, those who have been chiseling stones all their lives, and those who have been waiting all their lives. If you remember, their death was not in vain. Remember, they didn't wait in vain.
You remember, they are there.
