During the Xuanhe period of the Northern Song Dynasty, when Lu Huaigu, the son of a Huainan landowner, was twelve years old, an autumn rain fell for twenty-seven consecutive days, allowing him to see for the first time how the fields cannibalize people - tenant Chen Laosan knelt in front of the hall, unable to pay three shi of rent.
From then on, he began to understand one word in his father's account books: fate.
Destiny is not determined by heaven, but by the deed, by the abacus, by the government's levy and the clan uncle's smiling face. His father taught him how to manage the house, the fields, and the tenants, and also taught him a more secret skill - how to make a family willingly give half an acre of thin land next to the ancestor's grave to the Lu family in the name of "not forcing".
He didn't want to be like his father, but found that he was becoming him step by step.
