“Yes.” John went over to play with the baby. “When a child grows up, his father needs to be with him. This stage is critical.”

Sophia couldn’t bear to listen to his nonsense anymore, so she turned away to go and sit on the sofa.

Old Mrs. Constance looked at the baby and then at John. “Okay, okay. You’re a first-time father, so I understand how you feel.”

Laughing, John walked toward the dining hall with his arms around Old Mrs. Constance’s shoulders. “I’m thinking of finding some time to visit Grandpa’s grave and tell him the good news.”

I’ve thought about this too. Your grandfather

grandfather. She also remembered the hallucinations she had when she was in labor. It was etched in her

probably there to

Sophia drank the soup, she followed everyone to the dining hall

his arms alone in the crib in the living room

the living room. After a few bites of food, John rushed out and

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