The second baby was born, and she is still a girl, and the old father has been crying secretly. I used to think that I was not patriarchal, but in fact, I still have it in my bones. When I think that my family name has not been inherited, the ancestral grave is unattended, and finally becomes an ownerless wild grave, and I and my relatives will also become lonely graves and wild ghosts, I still feel very uncomfortable and difficult to excuse myself.

"Sassy West Wind" sighs is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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