Her morning sickness was constant and tormenting, but days quickly went by. Soon, it was November.

The sky cleared up after the snow. With a handkerchief tied to her forehead, Qiu Yelan leaned against the head of the bed, looked at her daughter in swaddling clothes, and asked her husband with a smirk, "You mean you want to teach her a lesson since she is not well behaved?"

"She is forbidden to wear beads before the age of three. What do you think?" Jiang ...