Chapter 1203
When she heard about abortion, she didn't feel much about it, but after becoming a parent, she couldn't bear it every time she heard it.
Thinking from this angle, Mu Zi can probably understand Fu Chujun's difficulties.
It is not difficult to win the lawsuit, but the difficult thing is to make the public agree that abortion is a correct thing. In this way, the fuse of the conservatives is snuffed out, and the gunfire cannot be ignited.
Agree that taking life is the right thing to do? ...which in itself is anti-human.
Mu Zi sat beside the crib, while gently shaking the crib, thinking about something.
Murong Cheng walked in, glanced at the daughter in the crib, and asked softly, "Is Jiaojiao asleep?"
"Well, I just fell asleep, where are Da Bao and Xiao Bao?"
"I just fell asleep too. The two bastards are too noisy." Murong Cheng looked at his daughter.
"Why did you choose such a name..." Mu Zi couldn't help muttering.
She personally prefers literary and artistic names. When she first gave birth to her daughter, she looked through the "Book of Songs" and chose several names, Wei Rui, Zhen Zhen, Rou Jia...every one of them likes it very much.
Murong Cheng thought it was complicated, so he named her Chunjiao.
His idea is very simple, he thinks that his daughter should be raised delicately, delicately, delicately, delicately. How delicate it is, as delicate as a newly sprung flower stamen in spring, as delicate as a tender bud in spring.
Mu Zi protested again and again, Chunjiao was changed to Jiaojiao, which was a little less poetic, but also a little more cute.
Murong Cheng laughed and said, "As far as the names you chose, when the children go to school for exams, it will take a lot of time to just write the names."
Mu Zi glared at him.
Murong Cheng gently hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her head and rubbing it, hugging his wife, looking at the child, his heart was warm.
His expression became more and more gentle, and the hostility of the past could no longer be seen on his face.
"I won't have children in the future." Murong Cheng said in a low voice.
"What's the matter?" Mu Zi asked, "Who said before that we would have three little princesses?"
Murong Cheng said: "If you really want to have children, don't say three, even thirteen can be born."
"You really dare to think about it." Mu Zi snorted and reached out to pinch his arm.
Murong Cheng smiled: "I think, if there is another child, if it is a daughter, wouldn't I have to give half of my love to another child? That would be unfair to Jiaojiao. I just want to give her the best, the most, Instead of carefully maintaining a balance, I am afraid that if I love someone more, I will love someone less, so that my children will be wronged."
Mu Zi wanted to say that his concept was wrong, that children should be taught to experience brotherly love, and not monopolize their parents' love.
But after thinking about it, my own concept may not be correct.
First of all, love is exclusive. In friendship, people will also divide friends into several ranks. Why must fraternity and equality be the turn of family?
Parents with high emotional intelligence may be able to treat each other equally materially, but emotionally, preference is unavoidable.
Mu Zi sighed: "I feel like my two sons were born in vain."
It was simply ignored by Murong Cheng.
Murong Cheng smiled and said, "As long as it was born by you, I like it."
"You'll coax me." Mu Zi hummed, "You like a pig when it comes out?"
Murong Cheng was serious: "You can't scold me like this..."
"You bastard!" Mu Zi turned around and hit him.
The couple made too much noise, and the baby in the crib groaned a few times, as if about to wake up.
Mu Zi and Murong Cheng didn't dare to move for an instant.
Gently rock the crib and the little one goes back to sleep...
The two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and looked at each other again, with a bit of uncontrollable laughter on their faces.
When the child fell asleep, Murong Cheng asked her in a low voice: "What is Fu Chujun looking for you today?"