Stone Carver

My grandfather was a stonemason, or to be more precise, a stone carver. This craft was originally passed down from male to female, but my grandfather broke the taboo in this industry many years ago, and none of the boys in the family stayed, and he even fell seriously ill. Since then, my grandfather has stopped doing this business and keeps raising ducks and chickens at home every day. It wasn't until someone asked him to come out and carve a tombstone that my grandfather had no choice but to choose me, his granddaughter, as the successor. On the first day I learned how to carve monuments, I encountered something strange...