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

had no choice but to return her to

quickly recovered and was healthy

in superstitions, so I

and my friend got so scared that she

daughter of our own, nor

The old lady Knew her in-laws and ancestors had

Grandma didn’t know how

overly cautious can make a child more susceptible to illness.” She continued,

her like a precious treasure, which might not be good for

when it came to a daughter, her approach

protective can sometimes have the opposite

you were younger, you were busy helping Grandpa

the same way you raised your sons,

reflecting on how she had treated the

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