The Legend of Grandma White

My ancestors owed grandma White, and in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, the Qing soldiers went south. My ancestor Wang went home at night. There were skirmishes before and after the meeting. When I was anxious, I suddenly saw a light in the Woods by the roadside. I saw a grass reed push the door into the kang, and an old woman with a white head sat on it. I said Wang Sheng need not panic. You held a family reunion on the 28th. Rest in the reeds. The next morning, only the ancestors slept in the forest, and the grass reed had no shadow of Tianzong. Although I worship the white jade master named after seeing white hair, my royal family has been offering quilts to temples for generations during the Cultural Revolution. Now my genealogy and Xiajin County annals are recorded.