Eighteen Years Old, Yet Everyone Calls Me Ancestor

Huo Yan never claimed to have done anything earth-shattering in her life, but she was a good person who healed the sick and helped those in need, right? She wanted no riches or glory, only to use her skills to save lives and serve the people. Who could have guessed that fate would play such a cruel trick? One day, she accidentally wandered into a secret room in the Huo family home and fell asleep for a hundred years. When she woke, her parents had passed away, leaving her alone in the world. Then she looked at the three unworthy descendants in front of her and clutched her aching heart. Was Heaven trying to wipe out the Huo family line?

Blurb One: Ever since Huo Ancheng was forcibly dragged back to the ancestral home by his grandfather, he’s had to get up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog. The old man even cuts off his internet from time to time. One dark, windy night, Huo Ancheng can’t take it anymore. He doesn’t even pack, just makes a light escape from the ancestral home. But why does it get darker the farther he goes? Huo Ancheng’s nerves start to fray, and the air around him grows colder. He takes a deep breath and charges straight ahead until he crashes through a door. A hoarse woman’s voice comes from inside: “Who’s there?!” Huo Ancheng lets out a perfect dolphin shriek, waking everyone in the ancestral home. From that day on, the Huo family has an eighteen-year-old ancestor!

Blurb Two: Lately, Grandpa Huo has been worried. There’s an eighteen-year-old ancestor in the house, and she bosses him around every day. The old man hasn’t been under anyone’s thumb for years, after all.

Huo Yan: “Little Huo, how many times have I told you not to drink tea at night? Why won’t you listen?”

Grandpa Huo immediately puts down the tea he had just brought to his lips, then places both hands on his knees and obediently listens to his ancestor’s scolding…