On our wedding night, my husband Lu Zheng handed all of our family savings and the contracting contract for the muddy land into my hands. By chance, I discovered that fine yellow clay was hidden in this muddy land that nobody looked upon favorably. Ignoring all the criticism from those around me, I tried burning the first kiln of red bricks, and ran around persuading the fellow villagers to join forces to clear the blocked road out of the mountains, banding together in a joint-stock venture to build a brick factory, leading the whole village to increase income and get rich relying on the red brick industry, so that everyone built new houses and lived a prosperous, stable, and new life.