"I wonder if it will be a boy or a girl, what do you think?" Zhong Yi asked Ye Qiu, the large belly prominent.
"A boy," Ye Qiu replied with certainty.
"Why do you think it's a boy?"
"The border area is too harsh, I don't want our daughter to be born here."
"I think with you as her father, you certainly won't let her suffer."
Ye Qiu chuckled, "Then you're wrong. If it's a boy, I'll teach him strictly; if it's a girl, I'll teach her self-defense skills even more rigorously, to prevent her from being bullied in the future."
Zhong Yi glared at him, "How could you? If she learns martial skills, how will she ever get married? If you truly dare to teach her, I'd rather hope it's a boy."
Ye Qiu just smiled without saying more, because he knew Zhong Yi was carrying a boy. He didn't value sons over daughters, but in this era, girls are at a disadvantage, and he couldn't bear that.
