In 1978, the family home of Hongqi Factory. Shen Hengzhi knelt on the washboard and washed the family's bedding. Her mother-in-law Wang Guilan's cigarette butt was pressed against the back of her hand. Her ex-husband, Chen Jianguo, snatched her tortillas away: "Everything you eat is a waste for a loser." The neighbor closed the doors and windows - in this compound, who wouldn't beat their wife? Shen Hengzhi gritted her teeth and touched the cold seed on her wrist with her fingers. In an instant, the spiritual spring gushes out, ancient books enter the mind, and the black land unfolds in the void. Space wakes up. She began to secretly grow vegetables in the middle of the night, exchange Lingquan for food stamps, and sell ancient book manuscripts at high prices. What's even weirder is that Lu Yanzhou, the most inconspicuous person in the courtyard, always "happens" to pass by her after she is beaten. The firewood he chopped was always piled at her door, the roof he repaired did not leak even a drop of rain, and the gangster who blocked her ended up in the hospital the next day. Shen Hengzhi didn't know that this taciturn man was "that person" named by the superiors. And the only condition for him to protect her was to never let her know. Tonight, the evil woman raised the red-hot poker, and the door to the space completely exploded.
