A family lives in the valley. High steep mountains and not a big clearing. The father of the family, as soon as morning comes, goes to the mountains to cut a path until the dead of night. And the wife is at home, chopping, pounding, repairing, raising her son. The main character, the husband, Aduchi, is obsessed with ideas to cut a path through the mountains. Aduchi's wife, Karagys, is silent and strict. She is a hunter, she is a carpenter, if something needs to be fixed around the house, she is both a mother and a wife. She lives in the present, here and now. He thinks that a path is a road to nowhere. How long will the family idyll last?