An Jianhua suddenly realized what he had just said. He grabbed his head and spoke after a moment's thought:
"My grandmother likes to use that term. It's not a Yugu language; if we trace it back, it is a term from the Huihe language to refer to the Huihe themselves, because we have always felt we are children of the Huihe."
Zhou Ning nodded.
"I understand. Although the Huihe no longer exist, the Yugu People feel that they are still Huihe and hope to be blessed by their ancestors. Even if their beliefs are divided and not uniform, their faith in their ancestors still remains. Is that what you mean?"
"Yes."
Zhou Ning gestured for Mr. Zhao to proceed, and Mr. Zhao turned to the photo of the eight cocoon-like objects. Although the cave was not very bright, this photo was taken with great clarity.
