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"I know why you tried your best to instigate He Sirong to leave the child," Xie Kexin glanced at the silver cross hanging around Yuan Yueling's neck: "You have recently believed in the Semitic Desert Shoe Teaching, so you can't wait to start brainwashing the people around you so quickly? As a saint, just talk. Have you ever thought about what He Sirong has to face?"

"I..." Yuan Yueling raised her eyebrows and prepared to fight back, and then was interrupted by Xie Kexin.

"Can you guarantee that Qin Jiangyao will not change his mind? If he changes his mind, do you pay to raise the child? If you take a year off, will your child be left to the elderly? If you take a year off, will you leave school? If you can't resume school for two years, you will have to automatically drop out. Will you carry a baby to class at that time?"

"I won't change my mind!" Qin Jiangyao raised his head.

"How can you believe in you, a strong female victim? When is the era of getting married with a child? No one can watch TV series like this!" Xie Kexin's volume was getting higher and higher: "It's 2035, let's have some capitalist things."

"Ao! Ao! Ao! Woman!" He rushed out of anger and shouted at Xie Kexin.

"Angry! Don't shout!" Zhou Song poked his head out of the kitchen.

He seemed to have not heard it, and continued to bark at Xie Kexin with a grin.

Xie Kexin bared her teeth at the old dog, got angry and hid behind Yuan Yueling, and continued to bark.

Yuan Yueling was puzzled, angry, always docile, and rarely really angry, why did she change her personality today?

It seems that he is just giving Xie Kexin a single person, which means that the child is really not good at character.

Yuan Yueling sneered and let her get angry.

The owner doesn't care about the dog, and he has to rely on himself.

Xie Kexin stood up, the dog whimpered and ran up the second floor in shame.

"Oh, my butt is numb - the dog you raise is quite interesting." Xu Xin moved her limbs exaggeratedly, sat down again, and said with a smile.

...

...

"Why are you talking about me?" Zhou Song thought to himself when he heard the word "dogzi".

Zhou Song was in the kitchen and was at a stalemate when he heard the talks in the living room. He could also hear that this child Xie Kexin was not kind.

His mind was not on He Sirong and his children. After all, this was not his business.

As the saying goes, people will have immediate worries without long-term plans. Dean Gong and Teacher Mao did not contact them again later, as if something had not happened a few days ago.

Dad, a retired section chief, can really have this kind of energy?

Many times, no news may not be good news.

Zhou Song admired Yuan Yueling very much. Before his own affairs were resolved, he had the heart to deal with other people's affairs.

Until I heard the angry barking and the child Xie Kexin was holding a gun and stick inside and outside the words.

Who the hell dares to bully my Yuan Yueling?

He wiped his hands, took off his apron, and returned to the living room.

Zhou Song came to Xie Kexin and pressed the back of the sofa chair where Yuan Yueling was sitting.

"First of all, there is no effort to instigate you, anyone can see that He Sirong had intended to leave the child," Zhou Song said angrily: "Yuan Yueling just gave her opinions and suggestions. Whether to listen, the final decision would be He Sirong himself.

"Secondly, my wife respects life, what's wrong with it?

"Third, if my wife can let go of the bad things you did before, it doesn't mean I can do it. If you are sarcastic here again, I will ask you to get out."

Lonely and silent, two seconds.

"Zhou Song, don't..." Yuan Yueling said.

"Cough, cough." Tang Xiaojie felt that it was necessary to smooth things over: "As the owner of this house, can you listen to Xiaojie's words?"

Zhou Song made a "please" gesture.

"Xiaojie thinks that after all, it depends on what He Sirong thinks about Qin Jiangyao. Do you like it or don't like it?" Tang Xiaojie said: "If you don't like it, just to get married and live together for the sake of your children. But if you still like it in your heart, then there is nothing wrong with grasping this gift from heaven. Xiaojie thinks that the key point is that if you want to bring your children to this world, you should bring him a complete family and care."

"I'm right at all," Xie Kexin replied, "He Sirong, do you want to be with Qin Jiangyao?"

"I...I don't know." He Sirong stuttered.

"Don't force her!" Qin Jiangyao said anxiously.

"Even if the two of them are willing to be together," Xie Kexin continued: "This is not the best time to have children. Qin Jiangyao, how much do you earn per month?"

"What a joke, I'm a freshman..."

"Will you get married? You two have no jobs and no source of income, so what should you use to raise your children?" Xie Kexin said: "You two won't take the postgraduate entrance examination? After graduation, you won't find a job. How many years will you take a break at home? Qin Jiangyao, are you really going to breastfeed your child while spending four years in college? What age and stage should you do? You look smart, why do you become stupid when you encounter this?"

"Because, that's the fucking thing, not yours." The old poison was held in for a long time, and the veins swelled up.

"That's He Sirong's child, the female body, and the female has autonomy." Xie Kexin said sharply: "You said you love He Sirong, right? You said you want to marry her, right? Have you ever thought about how much impact He Sirong has on her future life and plans for having a child? Do you love He Sirong, or use her as a tool for childbirth?"

"Don't let your mother gossip!" The old poison stood up and was pulled by Tang Xiaojie: "Xiaojie is not going to do anything."

"Am I wrong?" Xie Kexin sneered: "Have you ever contacted He Sirong in the past two months? You came up when you heard that he was pregnant?"

"You are sick, aren't you?" the old poisonous creature roared: "I called her every few days and sent a message. She didn't see me. Do you have to be the same as Zhou Song and Yuan Yueling to be entangled with love?"

The field was quiet for another second.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..." The old poison turned around and bowed to Zhou Song and Yuan Yueling.

"It's okay." Zhou Song smiled.

"Although Xie Kexin's words are not good, they are not reasonable at all. If you can't give your child a happy home, it is irresponsible to force her to this world." Tang Xiaojie held her chin and was a fence-bearing man who fell in the wind.

"Which side of you are?" Zhou Song lowered his voice and pulled Tang Xiaojie's sleeve.

"Xiaojie is from the child." Tang Xiaojie said with a smile.

"I know you actually like your baby very much, so I encourage you like that." Yuan Yueling ignored Xie Kexin anymore and looked at He Sirong and said, "After all, you are the one who really makes the decision."

"I know." He Sirong said in a depressed mood: "The only thing I really care about is him."

"...that little boy," Yuan Yueling asked tentatively: "Do you still remember the child who was being held in your arms when he was rolling down the passage in the secret room?"

"I will never forget..." He Sirong replied in a crying voice.

"What are you talking about?" Xie Kexin asked inexplicably.

No one paid attention to her, He Sirong continued, "I can't let my baby be in that terrible place anymore, I can't do it.

"He is a living person, and I can feel his sadness when I... hold the child in my arms."

"The hidden miscarriage, the unlighted baby... Although the world is suffering, they also want to see it. They should have the right to choose, right?" Yuan Yueling said.

"What are you talking about?" Tang Xiaojie said inexplicably: "If you come to this world, you will be destined to be happy. Wouldn't you be more kind to not let them come?"

Yuan Yueling shook her head in pain: "It's not like this. I thought so before, but you don't know that they have come..."

"Tang Xiaojie, if you meet someone who is unfortunate and wants to commit suicide, will you stop him?" He Sirong raised her head.

"It's definitely possible," said Tang Xiaojie.

"If you meet someone who is unfortunate, will you want to destroy him humanely for his own good? If you don't bear legal responsibility?" He Sirong asked again.

"I'm crazy? Of course I won't." Tang Xiaojie said.

"All of us live in a huge, evil lie." He Sirong said: "We are told that the fetus is not a living person with its own soul, but a bunch of cells without human rights. Just like the slave owners in the past, they believed that black slaves were not humans. As long as they subjectively deny the other party being human, they could deprive the other party of human rights with peace of mind, do whatever they want, and convince themselves morally...

“Since I was a child, I lived with my mother, and it was my mother who taught me to be a feminist.

"After I arrived at university, Xie Kexin also had a great impact on me.

“What I feel painful is that everything I once believed seemed to be collapsed, as if it was a lie made up for selfishness.

"Under the banner of physical autonomy, to deprive another innocent person of his life, just because he does not want to bear the burden of 10 months, and does not want to bear the burden that may be caused in the future... All of this is just for himself.

"It's obviously for myself to deprive others of my life, but I still want to deceive myself and say, I'm for his own good...

"That child, he is so violent, is it because he has suffered too many grievances?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, nor who the child you are talking about repeatedly is." Xie Kexin said in a speech: "I don't know what this has to do with feminism. It's simply inexplicable. Since you have been brainwashed by them, since you think the fetus is human, just give birth. What does it have to do with me? I don't need to raise it. I am really meddling in other people's business..." Xie Kexin was a little angry.

"Sorry, kid, don't be angry," He Sirong said aggrievedly: "You are all my good friends. Although your views are different, the starting point is for my good... So don't argue, okay? Xie Kexin, don't be angry because of me...

"Actually, I'm in a very painful situation now, as if I've experienced a transformation... It seems that when I wake up, the world outside the window has undergone earth-shaking changes, as if what I firmly believe in and insist on in the past is wrong... I can't forget what happened on Christmas night, although I'm trying hard to forget..."

"Rong'er, I understand you." Yuan Yueling hugged her best friend with heartache: "I really understand you. I have been here in the past few months."

Zhou Song looked down at Yuan Yueling's thin face and subconsciously stroked it.

"I now feel that those so-called persistences are all fake, and only the mother's instinct supports me... I want him to see the world, I want to give him a complete family and love." He Sirong said: "But, I dare not tell my mother that I don't have the confidence to convince her, she will definitely not be able to figure it out and be angry to death by me.

"I can't hurt my mother as a child just because I want to love my child." He Sirong shook her head in pain.

Zhou Song spoke again: "Your mother may not be angry, everything can be seen in two parts.

"I have a cousin who Yuan Yueling has seen, and it is sister Beibei."

Yuan Yueling suddenly felt that Zhou Song spoke very much at this time.

"Ah, I've seen it." Yuan Yueling replied inexplicably.

"She is a career madman. She had a boyfriend in college and was unwilling to get married until she graduated from graduate school. Later, the man ran away.

"Sister Beibei has 996 days and has been working day and night. At the age of 27, she climbed to the position of middle-level management of the company. She is proud and full of ambitions."
To be continued...