Chinese Workers in World War I: from the Battlefield to the Wheatfield

He was shipped to France as a "piggy" and survived two years under shells. The foreigners called him No. 1327, But only the dead Chinese worker remembered his name. On the day he came back alive, he knelt on the ground in front of his home and picked up a handful of soil. Ten acres of land was his father's wish, three houses were exchanged for his life, and a son named Panpan was his entire hope. He engraved the names on the battlefield on the monument at the entrance of the village, engraved them into books, and passed them down from generation to generation. From the French trenches to the wheat fields of Shandong, from piglets to upright Chinese - his story is the epitome of 140,000 Chinese workers, the footprints of a nation standing up, and the last words a father left to his son: Live standing, not kneeling. I would like to dedicate this book to all those who stand up from the soil.