In 1900, the Gengzi Rebellion occurred.
Hei Niu, a ten-year-old mountain girl, was hired as the granddaughter-in-law of the Ma family because her father rescued the old lady of the Ma family who was in trouble during the escape. From Heishan'ao to Beiping City, from Hei Niu to "Begonia", a woman was uprooted and transplanted into the deep residence of a wealthy family.
In the fourth year of the Republic of China, on the day of Mrs. Ma's 70th birthday, Haitang's six-year-old daughter Yu He was lost.
The housekeeper Lao Zhao colluded with the theater troupe and put the children in theater boxes and transported them out of the city. The maid Qiaosui heard this and jumped into the moat without daring to say anything.
Haitang has been searching for five years. From Peking to Tianjin, from Baoding to Shijiazhuang, the soles of my shoes were worn out and my eyes were filled with tears. Her husband started a new family in Tianjin, and her mother-in-law kicked her out with a divorce note. She hugged her stupid son An An, clutched the banknote the old lady gave her on her deathbed, and left the house.
She removed the door panels of Deji Hall herself. The medicine cabinet was empty, the rice vat was bottomed out, and the crabapple tree outside the window, brought from Heishan Col, had its branches bent under the weight of snow.
But she was still standing.
Later, she took back her granddaughter Fu Yue, who was sold to the Liu family, and married An An's daughter-in-law Lihong, who had fled famine. A secret passage was dug under the cellar of the drug store leading to the outside of the city. Boxes of penicillin and sulfonamide powder were sent out from there to the wounded in the Great Wall War.
Later, she became completely blind.
But she knew that the lights in Deji Hall were still on. As long as the lamp is not extinguished and the roots are continuous, the person is still there.
Concept: A woman crushed by the old era takes root again on the ruins. The roots are not in the genealogy, not in the title, but in the banknote in her arms, under her frayed fingertips, and in the lamp that cannot be extinguished no matter how strong the wind is. She lost everything, but she didn't lose her life.
