Qin Jiao turned her head to look at Xiao Shi. Although she was only about ten, she was remarkably calm and composed. Qin Jiao hadn't forgotten that in her past life, Xiao Shi had been trafficked to a poor, remote mountain village, married off to an old bachelor, and forced to bear many children.
She said lovingly, "This matter has its pros and cons, but when Xiao Shi grows up, she can choose for herself whether she wants to get married or have children."
People think about different things at different stages of their lives.
But no matter what, it's enough to make a choice you won't regret.
Xiao Shi said with great persistence, "I don't want to think about any of that. I want to become a strong woman first!"
Qin Jiao smiled.
The group waited for what felt like an eternity before the cry of a baby finally came from the delivery room. Sun Jianhua was so overjoyed that he rushed toward the door, twisting his ankle in his haste.
It was a boy.
