Chapter 207: Not Wiped Out

So, for the next three days, every time she ate breakfast, she would repeat the same words.

Thus, the Jiang family members, who initially sneered and totally disbelieved, slowly started to waver.

"Old man, do you think what Zhaodi said about her dream is true?" Zhang Guihua herself was unsure, so she asked Jiang Dashan.

Jiang Dashan, puffing on his pipe, said, "It should be true. A seven-year-old girl wouldn't make up such a lie to deceive us on purpose."

"That's true."

The old lady pondered for a moment, then gritting her teeth, she declared, "If the second son's wife really gives birth to a boy, I will make Zhaodi a new set of clothes. The second son is almost thirty, and he doesn't have a boy to continue the family line. What sins did I commit in my last life?"

Although she favored the eldest, Jiang Changhe was also her own flesh and blood; how could she not love her son?