Married at First Sight Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133

Zachary said, “I hope you can earn Nana’s reward of five hundred million.”

Serenity contemplated the statement and replied after a moment, “Your family hasn’t had a daughter for generations. It might just be a family trait. Perhaps your family is simply destined to have sons.”

Zachary remained silent for a bit before responding, “That could be true. Our ancestor had a daughter but was unable to raise her. Since that child’s passing, no girl has been born into the family. I recall my little aunt closely monitored her diet before giving birth to Rowan. She consumed a lot of acidic foods, believing it would increase her chances of conceiving a daughter.”

“Her pregnancy with Rowan was also different from her previous two. Everyone assumed she was going to have a daughter. When the fetus developed, we consulted someone we knew. When that person announced it was a girl, everyone went wild with joy.”

Zachary reminisced about that year. “I was a teenager at the time, so I vividly remember my aunt’s pregnancy with Rowan. After learning she was expecting a girl, I eagerly anticipated her arrival.”

“I even secretly gathered many toys for her. The adults in our family bought lots of pink clothes and shoes, and I discreetly purchased a pink dress for her as well. Callum and Kevin, who are around my age, did the same.”

“My aunt went into labor on a Saturday. Our entire family—both young and old, including our extended relatives—gathered at the hospital. The corridors were bustling with our people.”

“Everyone was overjoyed, happier than during Christmas. Nana beamed with such brightness that her cheeks hurt, thinking she would finally hold her granddaughter. In the end, the nurse emerged carrying a hefty baby.” Nana instantly reached for the child.

The nurse’s collar was questioned as to whether she had mistakenly carried out the wrong baby. “She even claimed that my aunt was expecting a daughter, so why was a plump boy brought out instead? Everyone suspected that the nurse had taken the wrong infant. Caught between laughter and tears, the nurse repeatedly explained that my aunt was the only woman in the delivery room and that she had given birth to a boy.”

Serenity couldn’t help but laugh when she heard the story; she could easily picture the scene.

Zachary continued, “Everyone had to accept the reality. The nurse muttered that most families would be thrilled to have a son, but our family was the only one that requested a daughter upon learning it was a boy, as if the hospital owed us a little girl.”

“The more than a hundred guests dispersed after finding out that our family had welcomed a ninth son. The firecrackers intended to celebrate at home went unused. Since everyone expected a daughter, we had prepared girls’ clothes, which is why Rowan ended up in pink outfits during his hospital stay.”

“Rowan didn’t switch to his brother’s hand-me-downs until after being discharged from the hospital, and my uncle took his time for half a month before finally buying him new clothes.”

People say that our family is like a temple; no one can give birth to a daughter, and even if we do, we can’t keep them alive.”

Serenity replied, “Perhaps the misfortune that plagues your family has been passed down, resulting in male descendants and making it difficult to raise daughters.”

“It has been this way since my grandfather’s time, so it may have originated with my great-grandfather. We never considered this issue or consulted a fortune-teller for guidance. Nowadays, there are very few fortune-tellers with genuine skills; many merely scrape the surface.”

“You can easily find people who make a living by conning others,” she remarked. “There are skilled practitioners out there, but they’re few and far between. It’s hard to track down where they’ve retired.”

Serenity was intrigued by the fortune-telling knowledge passed down from her ancestors. Her bookstore contained numerous books on the subject; however, she lacked the talent to comprehend them.

Additionally, her clientele consisted mostly of middle school students, who typically did not believe in fortune-telling. As a result, who would be interested in reading those books? They were relegated to the corners of her shelves, gathering dust while waiting for someone destined to discover them and bring them back to life.

“Let’s talk to Nana about this one day. She’s old and wise; she might know some legends from the experts. I’d love to consult a fortune-teller. I want to have a daughter.”

Zachary harbored fears of repeating the painful history of his ancestors from his great-grandfather’s era. The thought of having a daughter only to lose her would be devastating.

Despite the advancements in medical science today, there are still instances where life can’t be salvaged, no matter how much money one has.