The idea of valuing sons over daughters has existed in both modern and ancient times.
For some elders, having a son is the right thing to do, while having a daughter will be looked down upon.
Some families were so extreme that they would even strangle a girl if they found out she was born.
Judging from Old Mrs. Chen's expression, Wan Qiqi clearly didn't like this girl.
But Wang Zhi's behavior was very natural, and her words matched her thoughts.
She smiled and said, "Mother, why don't you go in and see your granddaughter too!"
"Okay!" Wang Zhi carried the hot water into the room.
Wan Qiqi stood in the courtyard, a smile curving her lips, but her eyes still revealed a hint of worry.
With one more person in the family, there's one more mouth to feed.
Moreover, adults need to pay extra attention to nutrition at this time; otherwise, not only will the child not grow well due to lack of nutrition, but the adults will also suffer from some health problems.
She didn't know anyone else, but she could sense that her lower back had gotten cold after giving birth, so every month around that time, her lower back would ache terribly.
Wan Qiqi stared at the room, and Wan Ziyan stared at her, asking, "Aren't you going in to see your little niece?"
“Someone’s already gone in, so I won’t join in the fun!” Wan Qiqi said, looking at An’an with a raised eyebrow, and asked, “An’an, what just happened?”
At this moment, the two boys who had been hiding in the main room ran out and blocked An'an's way.
Pingping lowered her head and said, "Mother, don't blame my sister, it was my idea."
Wan Qiqi tilted her head, clearly disbelieving. She knew perfectly well what Pingping was like.
"Sister... Sister, it's me! I'm sorry." The little monkey also lowered its head, looking sincere.
A hint of surprise flashed in Wan Qiqi's eyes. For some reason, she actually believed that it was the little monkey who did it.
Pingping wouldn't have the guts, and An'an wouldn't think that far ahead, but the little monkey has experienced a lot, so it's not unreasonable for him to come up with such an idea to mess with Old Mrs. Chen.
But if the little monkey is like this, will it turn bad in the future?
Before Wan Qiqi could speak, Wan Ziyan had already said, "Little monkey, accept your punishment."
"Okay." The little monkey agreed and turned to walk into the house.
"What punishment?" Wan Qiqi asked, puzzled.
Wan Ziyan didn't hide anything and said directly, "Practice calligraphy!"
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