The 6-year-old Qian Ke wanted to join the football team in his class, but his Turkish and German classmates didn’t want him, so Qian Ke ran home and cried, “Am I German? Or Turk?” My cousin tried to comfort him. So tell his grandfather's story. It turns out that more than 40 years ago, Qian Ke's grandfather worked alone from Turkey to Germany in order to make money to support his family. When life was stable, he took his wife and children to Germany as planned, and the family started a new life. Unexpectedly, the rustic family is full of exaggerated fantasies about large German cities. In their imagination, the ice and snow + the golden retriever who loves to gnaw pigs' feet + the full of Coca-Cola = Germany. What's even more incredible is that the Germans worship the naked man on the cross and eat his flesh and drink his blood.
As the years passed, they gradually regarded Germany as their home, but the gloomy Qian Ke made grandpa deeply worried. One night, Grandpa suddenly announced to the whole family: He bought a house in Turkey, and asked the whole family to go back to his hometown with him for vacation! When this big family embarked on the way back home, a series of memories, laughter and tears along the way will make everyone unforgettable forever.
