When the Great Qi dynasty was newly established and warfare had just ceased, Dahuang Village was ten parts empty, filled only with broken walls and women and children. Li Yi, who time-traveled here, did not think of becoming a marquis or a prime minister, but simply guarded two broken houses and two maidens to live their days. Going into the mountains to hunt for winter clothes, sharing a fire kang with neighbors, matching wits with dishonest merchants, and stepping forward to protect others when seeing scoundrels. There are surprises of searching for goods in the mountains, the warmth and smoke of rice cooking before the stove, and the warmth of mutual neighborhood assistance. In the troubled times full of devastation, a bowl of porridge, a grain of rice, a brick, and a tile piece together the most down-to-earth and moving mortal fireworks atmosphere.