"Little sister, don't overthink it, children are a gift from heaven, and you shall eventually have a son," Mrs. Liu Jin comforted her sister-in-law. She herself coveted the good fortune of Han Yu's wife, who was born with a blessed fate, incomparable to the daughters of peasant families like theirs.
"Hopefully," said Mrs. Liu. "What mother-in-law said isn't without reason; it is said that the two daughters-in-law of the county magistrate's wife got pregnant from touching the stomach of Fourth Daughter-in-law. When I go back, I should get close to Fourth Daughter-in-law; who knows, perhaps I really could get pregnant." Although Mrs. Liu thought the idea that a mere touch could lead to pregnancy was too miraculous, deep down, she believed it, or rather she was willing to believe anything that offered her a glimmer of hope for birthing a son. It had almost become an obsession for her.
