Lin Jianshe, who was born in the 1980s, transformed into the eldest son of the countryside in the 1960s. After a half-meter-thick snowstorm, he picked up a shovel instead of shoveling the snow and dug out the secret door of the cellar. When the whole village was worried about food rations, the smell of braised pork wafted from the Lin family yard - the young man who had been called stupid for eighteen years was grinning at the warehouse full of supplies.
