When she heard about abortion before, she didn't really feel anything, but after becoming a parent, every time she heard it, she couldn't bear it.

Thinking from this perspective, Mu Zi can probably understand Fu Chujun's difficulties.

It is not difficult to win the lawsuit, but the difficult thing is to get public opinion to agree that abortion is the right thing to do, so that the fuse of the conservatives is extinguished, and the cannon fire cannot be ignited.

Is it right to agree that taking away life is the right thing to do? …… This in itself is anti-human.

Mu Zi sat on the edge of the crib, gently shaking the crib while thinking about her thoughts.

Murong Cheng walked in, glanced at his daughter in the crib, and asked softly, "Jiaojiao is asleep?" ”

"Well, just fell asleep, what about Dabao and Xiaobao?"

"I just fell asleep, and the two rabbit cubs are too noisy." Murong Cheng looked at his daughter, "It's still delicate and obedient, not noisy or noisy." ”

"Why did you choose such a name...... Mu Zi couldn't help muttering.

When she first gave birth to her daughter, she flipped over the "Book of Songs" and chose several names, Wei Rui, Zhen Zhen, Rou Jia...... Loved every single one.

Murong Cheng was complicated and named Chunjiao.

His idea is very simple, he feels that his daughter should be pampered, delicate, delicate, and delicate. How delicate it is, as delicate as the stamens of the new spit out in spring, as delicate as the buds drawn in the spring.

Mu Zi protested again and again, and Chunjiao changed to Jiaojiao, which was a little less poetic, but also a little more cute.

Murong Cheng said with a smile: "With those names you took, when you go back to school and take exams, you have to waste a lot of time just writing your name." ”

Mu Zi glared at him.

Murong Cheng gently hugged her from behind, rubbed his chin on her head, hugged his wife, looked at the child, and his heart was warm.

His expression became more and more gentle, and his face no longer saw the anger of the past.

"Don't have children in the future." Murong Cheng said in a low voice.

"How?" Mu Zi asked, "Who said before that you were going to give birth to three little princesses?" ”

Murong Cheng said: "If you really want to give birth, let alone three, even thirteen can be born." ”

"How dare you think about it?" Mu Zi snorted and reached out to pinch his arm.

Murong Cheng smiled: "I think that if there is another one, if it is a daughter, wouldn't I have to give half of my favor to another child?" That's not fair to Jiaojiao, I just want to give her the best and the most, instead of carefully maintaining a balance, lest I love more and love less, and let my children be wronged. ”

Mu Zi wanted to say that his concept was wrong, and he should educate his children to experience the love of brothers and sisters, rather than monopolizing the favor of his parents.

But when I think about it, my own concept may not be correct.

Love is first of all exclusive, and people will divide friends into several levels in friendship, why is it the turn of family affection that it must be fraternity and equality?

Parents with high emotional intelligence may be able to treat everyone equally materially, but emotionally, preference is unavoidable.

Mu Zi sighed: "I feel that my two sons were born in vain." ”

It was simply ignored by Murong Cheng.

Murong Cheng smiled: "As long as it is born by you, I like it." ”

"You'll coax me." Mu Zi snorted and said, "Do you like the raw pig too?" ”

Murong Cheng was serious: "You can't turn around and scold me like this......"

"Bastard thing!" Mu Zi turned around and hit him.

The couple made too much noise, and the little baby in the crib snorted a few times, as if he was about to wake up.

Mu Zi and Murong Cheng didn't dare to move for an instant.

Gently shake the crib and the little one falls asleep again......

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other again, both of them with a little smile on their faces.

When the child fell asleep, Murong Cheng asked her in a low voice, "What did Fu Chujun do when he came to you today?" ”

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