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During the Qingming Festival holiday, my brother came back with his sister-in-law who had always looked down on the countryside. My mother happily slaughtered an old hen and gave me a bowl of soup for the first time. Only then did we know that they came back not only to worship their ancestors, but also to pray for a son in the Shuangzi Temple in the back mountain. I tried my best to prevent my sister-in-law from entering the back mountain, so that she would not be tainted by the so-called child-giving god, but they blamed me for not wanting the Li family to have an heir and beat me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my brother brought my sister-in-law back. I remained silent as they discussed what to name the child. I would like to see the wonderful expression on the faces of my mother, who is deeply related by blood, and my brother, who is so proud of his face, after learning that the child in his sister-in-law's belly is not from the Li family.