What is it like to travel to a poor mountain village where no one has enough to eat?
When Lin Sui'an woke up, she faced a thatched house with bare walls, a younger brother who was crying from hunger, and parents who worked day and night but could not feed the family. Taxes are rising year by year, rice tanks are empty every day, some people in the village starve to death, and some sell their sons and daughters.
She identifies wild vegetables, collects mushrooms, touches loaches, and digs out a bite of food in the creek with her children. After finally teaching the whole village to identify edible fungi and save rations for the next winter, the joy of the autumn harvest had just reached the brows - the earth dragon turned over, the houses collapsed, the food was destroyed, and the whole village wore sackcloth and mourned.
But life goes on.
She dug out a pot and half a bag of grain from the ruins, and led the villagers to build houses, dig yams, store firewood, and build new shacks before winter. After spring started, she taught everyone about retting, rotating cultivation, and planting double-cropping rice, doubling the yield per mu. When floods came, she took the lead in building dams, when locusts came, she directed pest control, and when wild boars came down the mountain, she organized night patrols.
Ten years.
From having one meal to the next, to having enough food in every house; from thatched huts to brick and tile houses; from dying of hunger all over the land to being peaceful every year.
This is the story of a woman who, with her hands and heart, led a group of people to stand up from the mud—
It is also a legend of one person changing a village and one village changing countless villages.
Open it and you will believe that no matter how hard the days are, there will always be sweetness.
