"Boy, seven pounds, six ounces. The ship captain is finally able to hold his grandson, he can't stop grinning. He asked a breakfast shop in Lang Mountain Town to cook some red eggs. He delivered a big basket to the doctors and nurses at the health clinic, brought a basket to us, and in the afternoon he plans to deliver some to the Maritime Bureau traffic center."
"Oh, it's a boy, no wonder he's so happy."
Thinking of having two daughters herself, and her eldest daughter having a girl, Director Xiang looked a bit sad.
Han Yu quickly said, "Boys and girls are the same, like my Han Han. Even if someone gave me two boys, I wouldn't trade her."
Realizing her slip, Director Xiang smiled and said, "Yes, nowadays boys and girls are all the same."
Though she said otherwise, in her heart she certainly wished Han Han were a boy.
When it comes to having boys or girls, Han Yu genuinely didn't care. As she wondered how to comfort her mother-in-law, she got a call from her old workplace.
