My Ancestral Tree Has Become a Spirit

I am a tree. After living for more than three hundred years, his biggest dream is to wait for death and pretend to be dead until the end. Until one day, an old man with missing teeth knelt in front of me and kowtowed three times: "Here is the sacred tree, please bless my grandson to grow up safely!" Then, his grandson started stuffing candy under the roots of my tree. One piece, two pieces, three pieces... After stuffing it, I became the ancestor of their family.