Based on this paragraph, what kind of novel would the author be suitable for?

Judging from this paragraph, what kind of novel would the author be suitable for? At the beginning of the story, the small village was enveloped in a dazzling sunlight. Our protagonist, a young man in a tattered sheepskin robe, took a bamboo pole and knocked on the dried fruits on the branches. The young man's name was Guo San. Unlike the other children in the village, Guo San did not know who his parents were since he was young. The word "three" was also given by the villagers. In his guess, the people who gave birth to him were probably a couple who were in love. They got together hastily, gave birth to him hastily, and then threw him into a pile of messy straw. After the matter was done, he felt that he should leave a memory for this little brat. He threw a jade piece with the word "Guo" engraved on it to him. Although this method of abandoning children was a bit inhumane, Guo San was still open-minded in some aspects. Although he did not have parents, he did not feel the pain of being abandoned. He felt that it was not bad to stay in the village. The adults were kind to him, and the children ran with him in the straw field all day long. Furthermore, there were a few more interesting people in the village, such as Gong Er and Qin Yi. Gong Er and Qin Yi's fathers were boorish people. Back then, when the two children fell to the ground, the two old men were also cooped up at home for a long time without being able to fart. Later on, they inadvertently caught a glimpse of Guo San, who was squatting under the eaves and smiling foolishly. They were enlightened. One of the old men said,"I think my child should be called Gong Er. He can be a companion for Guo San." The other old man was also big and burly, so he immediately named his child Qin Yi. He felt that no matter what, one was older than two and three. In the future, he would not suffer any losses as the eldest brother of the two children. Although the relationship between the two families had always been good, Gong Er and Qin Yi had never liked each other since they were young. Gong Er's thatched cottage was opposite the Qin family's, and the two families would stare at each other whenever they lifted the curtain. For a long time, outside the two strange-shaped thatched cottages, there would often be a bare-footed child standing outside each of them, chattering and shouting at each other. Without the hatred that Gong Er and Qin Yi had for each other, Guo San found everything pleasing to the eye and had nothing to worry about. The only thing worth Guo San's attention was that the weeds in front of his house were getting more and more lush, just like his unruly hair. The wind swept across the vast wilderness, and the straw seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, slightly bending down. Guo San was sitting on a slightly swaying tree fork, holding a small wooden mallet and knocking on the tree trunk. "San Er, you're in a daze again. What are you thinking about?" Qin Yi leaned against a tree trunk and chewed on a piece of foxtail grass lazily. " I'm thinking about my parents," Guo San said. " Why would I miss them?" Qin Yi didn't understand. Guo San raised his head and looked into the distance. He was a little depressed. "They probably forgot about me." Qin Yi was stunned." I probably can't remember it for a while." "Will your father forget you?" Qin Yi raised her head and Guo San stared at her like he was a monster. "I don't think so. He can remember losing a chicken for a month." Qin Yi said. " So I'm not even as good as a chicken." Guo San felt listless. He felt that he had really failed. Guo San was not really worried. He just wanted to find out why the two people who gave birth to him were in such a hurry that they did not even greet him. Sometimes Guo San thought that they hadn't completely forgotten him. Perhaps they had forgotten which straw field they had left him in. The field was too big and it was really dazzling. It wasn't their fault. When he was bored, Guo San would hide behind a low mound. That was his secret base, and he could see very far. The place. Therefore, a small head would often pop out from behind the mound, looking at the field with eager eyes. Guo San felt that someone would come looking for him. They would be riding a carriage pulled by a pony. Perhaps, the pony was carrying some good stuff that he had never seen before. However, no one came. Until one day, he understood that he had really been abandoned.