"That's settled then, the child can really endure!" Bai Susu said with distress.
"Yes, indeed, very tough!" Ye Fan agreed.
"You were too harsh yesterday, couldn't you have been gentler? The child's palm, it pained me to see it—so red and swollen, and even a bit blue!" Bai Susu said to Ye Fan, somewhat angrily.
Of course.
This is their own child, after all.
How could they be so heavy-handed?
It was distressing for her, the mother.
"I'm not skilled at this since it's the first time; I didn't judge it right. Ah, the child suffered because of it!" Ye Fan said, sighing.
"Have the nerve to say it, this little guy didn't utter a sound and just toughed it out. She's only four years old!" Bai Susu exclaimed.
This child took her by surprise.
"Our child is very excellent, so we should be happy," Ye Fan added.
But that's true. If it were someone else's child, they would have been crying their eyes out by now.
Their precious one is really strong.
