In the twenty-first year of the Republic of China, there were five young masters growing in the garden of the Zheng family.
The eldest young master, Zheng Cilin, was carrying a small yellow croaker in his purple gown and had a smiling face.
The second young master Zheng Xianyuan, half of his face is covered by a blue folding fan, and his thoughts are hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
The third young master, Zheng Shuhe, wears a moon-white gown with sapphire beads, like a bamboo pole that cannot bend.
The fourth young master, Zheng Wangbie, wore a dark red gown and a dark blue coat, and his nineteen-year-old eyes were filled with fire.
The fifth young master, Zheng Jingxing, wore a gray suit and polished leather shoes. He returned from studying abroad with an unnamed person hidden in his pocket.
Steward Shen Yanzhu stood behind the third young master, wearing a navy blue gown and a brass pocket watch. He said one sentence that he had not said for ten years.
Male female dancer Shui Yanbo sang Yu Ji on the stage, wearing a lotus root pink gown and white cloth shoes. Her life, bought with half a copper, was held in the palm of a young man's hand.
Then the Japanese came. Later □□ came.
Later, some people died, some turned gray, and some waited a lifetime, and finally waited for the sentence——
"We need an accountant."
"I'll teach you."
Shanghai, the Republic of China, Zheng Family Garden.
A family has experienced ups and downs for half a century.
Some people are too late, and some people are waiting.
Concept: Some people are too late, others wait - in the ruins, someone always picks up a sapphire bead, rubs it, and puts it on again.