Chapter 3812
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. She seemed half-dead from all the sickness. I had no choice but to return her to her birth mother. Strangely enough, after she went back, she quickly recovered and was healthy within a month.
“I didn’t believe in superstitions, so I tried again with another friend’s daughter. But the same thing happened—she was always sick, and my friend got so scared that she rushed to take her back, saying that the York family is like a Buddhist temple. We couldn’t raise a daughter of our own, nor could we raise anyone else’s. So, I gave up.”
The old lady knew her in-laws and ancestors had daughters in the previous two generations, but they hadn’t survived.
Serenity gently chimed in, “Maybe it’s because Grandma didn’t know how to raise a daughter. You wanted a daughter so much that you were extra careful, but sometimes being overly cautious can make a child more susceptible to illness.”
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