Snow Lock Millennium

The snow in 2020 fell all night, covering the unfinished buildings in Jiangcheng, Huangcha Mountain, and Hanjiang River Bank in a pale white. On the ruins of the "Sunset Red Apartment", frost and snow condensed the dried knots in the cracks of the wall. They were the last marks left by countless souls crushed in the past twenty years. The river wind rolled up the snow foam and hit the back of Chen Qinghe's hand holding his daughter with leukemia, bitingly cold. She knelt on the roof, with Lan Xiaomin's 100 million yuan in cash hidden under her for half her life. The fire discount was hot in her palms. Downstairs were crowds of people begging for wages and blood debts. The sirens of police cars shattered the snow, which was very similar to the roar of the demolition of the textile factory twenty years ago, the sound of the wind in the rice field when old tea farmer Zhang drank pesticide, and the waves on the river when fisherman Zhao Hai's boat was hit by a money laundering ship. This snow locked the next twenty years of the millennium. From the bloody smell of the land when state-owned enterprises were restructured in 2000, to the fire of the Wenchuan disaster relief shelter in 2008, from the blood and tears of the P2P explosion in 2015, to the haze of fake and inferior masks in 2020, the minions of financial oligarch Lan Xiaomin have entangled every inch of the fabric of people's livelihood in Jiangcheng, and are connected with layers of protective umbrellas, turning the flesh and blood of three generations into the grease of capital. The snow falls silently, but the withheld resettlement money, the innocent souls who were forced to death, the unfinished hopes, and the lives that were still young are all in this snow, waiting for an answer that burns through the darkness. Purpose: Taking the twenty-year changes of the times in Jiangcheng as the background, expose the collusion between capital and power to squeeze ordinary people, depict the struggles, resistance and pursuit of justice of small people in suffering, and write the blood and tears of people's livelihood and the tragedy of the times for three generations.