The ferocity of these older women left Wang Zhaodi, who was new to the scene, completely stunned. Although the older women in her village could also curse and argue fiercely, they didn't care much about propriety. However, coming from a small, poor place, Wang Zhaodi had always thought city folks were very dignified and refined. Seeing that city people were just like them—cursing, arguing, and working for money—her initial unease eased a bit.
However, thinking about the topic of having boys or girls that these people had mentioned, she was again confused.
In her village, no one would say that having boys or girls was the same. They all said that having a daughter meant the end of the family line, and they had to try for a son. Her family had already had nine children and was still trying. Her mother, constantly giving birth, was in poor health, taking one pill after another, making their family poor.
Her father also needed to be heavily nourished, and she didn't understand why.
