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... out which villages the child abandonment site was close to and which women in those villages were pregnant and about to give birth, if one asked around a little.

However, since the baby girl was abandoned by the roadside, the Wen family couple assumed the parents simply did not want her and were trying for a son instead.

The Wen family couple did not want the child to find her birth parents in the future, so they secretly brought her home without telling any relatives.

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