Tears flowed like a river...
Those who heard could not help but be profoundly saddened, overcome with emotion beyond their control.
The newborn child seemed to be affected by the mood of everyone as well, crying incessantly no matter how much they tried to soothe him.
Ironsmith Fan sat on the ground with a thud, ceaselessly beating his own head.
"It's all my fault, all my fault! If I hadn't insisted that Feng'er give birth to another son, none of this would have happened, and Feng'er wouldn't have lost her life. I'm the one who killed her! It's all my fault..."
The adoptive son and daughter-in-law quickly leaned over to support him, "Father, please get up, the ground is cold! You didn't wish for things to end up like this. This isn't your fault! If we were to blame someone, it would be Little Sister who rushed out so hastily, stumbled, and that caused her to lose the baby, so..."
