The mother-in-law was seriously ill, and when she was awake she murmured that she wanted to see her grandson. My husband was kind and filial, and could not bear the regret of my mother, so a bowl of birth-inducing soup caused my six-month-old fetus to be born prematurely. The baby boy was as thin as a cat, crying like a mosquito, and he couldn't open his eyes yet. I held him in my arms, and within half an hour he lost his breath. My mother-in-law miraculously recovered on the second day. For a time, the husband's reputation for filial piety was well known, and he was successfully promoted. The husband praised, my son must be filial and keep the family prosperous. I numbly filled the child's grave with a handful of new soil. My son's blessing will surely protect you from having any descendants!
