On the wedding night when he was driven out of the house, Li Xiangnan held his wife An Chuxia and walked into the broken melon shed in the southern slope lowland. In his previous life, his cowardice caused Chuxia to throw herself into the river and commit suicide. In this life, he dug wells, reclaimed wasteland, and planted good fields, carving out a path to survival in a drought with his bare hands. But his stepmother schemed, his younger brother coveted, his father pushed him step by step, and even the powerful people in the village wanted to seize his well. The well water supported a village, and also reflected the black and white of human hearts. From being driven out of the house to becoming the lifeline upon which the entire village depended for survival, Li Xiangnan stepped out on his own path step by step. This is a story about protection and rebirth.