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.

seemed half-dead from

but to return her to her

quickly recovered and was

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

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

raise a daughter of our own, nor could we raise

I gave up.” The old lady Knew her in-laws and ancestors had daughters in the previous two generations,

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

extra careful, but sometimes being overly cautious can make a child more susceptible to

you suddenly had a daughter, you'd treat her like a precious treasure, which might not be good

a daughter, her approach would've

overly protective can sometimes have the

you were younger, you were busy

attention to a child.” “If you raised your daughter the same way you raised your sons,

reflecting on how she had treated the two baby girls she brought

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