"What if the child is normal?"
When my mom heard me mention a boy, her eyes suddenly lit up.
A smile slowly appeared on her face.
"You're right. What if I have a boy?"
"We'll have a boy in our family now!"
After saying that, she hurriedly stood up and walked towards the room.
I watched my mom walk with a triumphant look on her face.
This time, I won't persuade you anymore. I have learned to respect your fate.
I heard her voice talking to my dad in the room.
I knew that they would definitely keep the boy alive.
For many years, I was the only child of my parents, not because they didn't want to have more, but because they couldn't.
Every time my mom got pregnant for a few months, she would have a miscarriage.
That's why she hated me so much after losing the only possible son.
My mom pulled my dad and hurriedly walked out. When she saw me sitting on the sofa, she was stunned, "Why haven't you left yet?"
My dad pulled my mom and signaled her that she said the wrong thing.
My mom looked a bit embarrassed.
I chuckled lightly, "I'll be back soon. The company has been busy lately. Mom, take care of yourself."
My dad casually nodded, "Okay, we got it."