The old lady couldn't help but envy Mrs. Johnson.

She had a daughter, and while her own grandchildren were all boys, Mrs. Johnson's great- granddaughter, Avah, was a sweet, easy-to-care-for child who rarely cried.

In over 80 years, the old lady had never seen such an easygoing little girl.

Tania mumbled, “How's this our fault? Mom, you didn't have a daughter either.

It would've been nice if you had.

When you were younger, you could've adopted a daughter.

Maybe we'd have a girl in our family now.” The old lady sighed, “Do you think I didn't try? When I was young, a friend of mine had several daughters.

I liked one of them and decided to bring her home to raise as my own.

But within six months, she fell ill repeatedly and was on the verge of death.

from

had no choice but to return her to her

after she went back, she quickly recovered and was

I

thing happened—she was always sick, and my friend got so scared that she rushed to take her back, saying that the

our own, nor could we raise anyone

I gave up.” The old lady Knew her in-laws and ancestors

Grandma didn’t know how to

were extra careful, but sometimes being overly cautious can make a child more susceptible to illness.” She continued, “You raised your sons without much fuss,

might not be good for her health.” The old lady had several sons

it came to a daughter,

protective can sometimes have

added, “Plus, when you were younger, you were busy helping Grandpa build the

a child.” “If you raised your daughter the same way you raised your sons, Zachary would probably have at least one aunt by now, even if she was adopted.” The old

she murmured, reflecting on how she had treated the two baby girls she brought home all

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