Qiao Jiusheng was stunned by Fang Zikai's question.
Her eyes darted around for a long time before she explained helplessly, "This is not something we can decide."
"Tsk!" Fang Zikai felt that it was his parents' fault for giving birth to a boy. "It's not something you can decide. Then why was the sister born?"
No one could answer Fang Zikai's tricky questions.
Seeing that everyone was ignoring him, Fang Zikai became even angrier. He sat on the stool and pouted. It was not a problem to hang a bottle of oil. He lived like a punching bag.
"Waah!"
"Waah!"
The sleeping baby suddenly woke up.
The moment the cry sounded, everyone in the ward was attracted. Fang Zicheng stood by the baby's bed and froze. He was at a loss. He clearly did not do anything. Why was his sister crying?
Fang Zicheng looked at Fang Yusheng helplessly.