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 all the

to return

she quickly recovered and was healthy within a

didn't believe in superstitions, so I tried again with

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

raise a daughter of our own, nor could we

ancestors had daughters in the previous two

“Maybe it’s because Grandma didn’t know how

more susceptible to illness.” She continued, “You raised your sons without much fuss, almost like you were

suddenly had a daughter, you'd treat her like a precious treasure, which might not be good for her health.” The old lady

it came to a daughter, her

sometimes have the opposite

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

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

how she had treated the two baby girls

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