Hot Blood Corps

The wheat harvest in 1956 was more urgent than in previous years. The water of the Ru River overflows the tidal flats, soaking the land in Qianweigang Village softly. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll over the field ridges, carrying the sweet fragrance of ripe wheat, and float into the Wei family's small courtyard with adobe walls and a wheat straw roof. In the center of the yard, an old locust tree covers half of the sky. Under the tree is a wooden table with a corner missing. On the table is half a bowl of cold white cabbage, and a pile of freshly cut wheat straw, which Mancang Niang is preparing to weave straw baskets.