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

to return her to her birth

after she went back, she quickly recovered and

I

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

couldn't raise a daughter of our own, nor could

her in-laws and ancestors had daughters in the previous two generations, but they

“Maybe it’s because Grandma didn’t know how to raise a

can make a child more

which might not be good for her health.” The old lady had several sons and raised them in a

came to a

overly protective can sometimes have the opposite

you were younger, you were

your daughter the same way you raised your sons, Zachary

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

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