"Wow" a cry, with a trill. Father Shang was overjoyed: "Son, it's my son!" Uncle Shang slapped him on the head.
"Who said it was his son's?"
"Listen to this cry, sonorous, powerful and domineering, like the Yellow River flooding or the Hiroshima atomic bomb..."
"Pa" another slap.
The crying in the delivery room was even worse, as if more than one person was crying.
Father Shang and Uncle Shang rushed into the delivery room. The surrogate mother pointed at the baby and cried miserably. Uncle Shang said proudly: "Let me tell you, she wouldn't be so sad if she gave birth to a boy."
Father Shang was decadent, and suddenly the surrogate mother sobbed: "It's a boy."
"Then why are you crying? Didn't I say that I would give you double the price for giving birth to a boy?" Asked Father Shang.
The surrogate mother cried intermittently, and then she heard the baby on the delivery bed say: "I'll let you play my dick and strangle you to death."
"..."
In the delivery room, doctors, nurses, surrogate mothers, Father Shang, and Uncle Shang shouted in unison: "Ghost..."