The night the Japanese army marched into southern Shanxi, artillery fire raged outside Lujiazhuang.
The enemy thought that as long as they blew up a landlord's manor, took away the granary, and killed the "prodigal young master", they could cut off the anti-Japanese blood of this land.
But they don't know——
Those who transported the wounded in the tunnel were little beggars who had been begging for food;
The person who delivered the secret order in the drug store was the girl who was almost sold back then;
The person who dragged the Japanese armored vehicle on the mountain road was the son of a driver whose father had died;
And the telegrams sent out from the abandoned radio stations were being sent to every team behind enemy lines by the little mute who never spoke.
Three thousand children, three thousand lives, three thousand seeds planted in advance.
When they looked up from the ruins, the entire mountain and river was already their camp.
In 1930, eighteen-year-old Lu Chengan became the only son of a landlord in southern Shanxi.
His family owns thousands of hectares of fertile land and more than ten business houses. His father wants him to inherit the family business, marry a rich lady, and be a stable master for the rest of his life.
But Lu Chengan knew that seven years later, the mountains and rivers would be shattered and wars would be everywhere.
There was no system, no space, and no unlimited weapons. The only thing he had was the seven years he had arrived in advance and a wealthy Lujiazhuang.
Therefore, he set up volunteer schools, opened workshops, set up medical clinics, built water conservancy projects, and took in homeless orphans in the name of disaster relief.
He does not raise his children to be soldiers who only know how to hold a gun. Instead, he teaches them to be literate, study medicine, repair cars, survey and map, farm, send newspapers, make medicine, and keep accounts...
"Then, let those who want to destroy this mountain and river pay the price.
