The only consolation now is that San Ya is a girl, otherwise all the stuff that my in-laws hold might have all gone to the eldest son's family.
This is really a stroke of luck amid misfortune!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Jiang Mianmian, noticing that she could remain so composed and unflustered when praised in front of so many people, once again feeling relieved that the other wasn't a boy.
If it were her own sons, they would have been grinning from ear to ear, their tails wiggling up to the sky in delight.
Jiang Dashan and the village elders, who were respected for their integrity and virtue, nodded in approval upon seeing Jiang Mianmian's unaffected demeanor.
They thought to themselves that although the child was young, her character was very stable. Achieving such good results and facing such praise, she still remained modest and self-controlled, certainly the makings of someone who could accomplish great things.
