What a story that is. The beginning of the story is very cliché, because no one can remember when it was or where it originated from. It's just that there was an old man in a cotton-padded jacket leaning on the roots of a big tree at the entrance of the village ancestral hall to bask in the sun. The younger children made a lot of noise, so he said to the children, children, let me tell you a story, so the story came into being.