My Everyone

I was born in an ordinary rural village. There was a very old ancestral hall in the village. When I was a child, I pointed to the tablets in the ancestral hall and asked my grandfather what they were. Grandpa scolded: You can't use your fingers... Now that I have grown up and have bean bags, I can ask questions about anything. One day I asked for the name of the person on the tablet, and I found it. I asked one by one, and it answered one by one. It really refreshed my understanding of my ancestors... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.