Although Sun Jiaming didn't say anything, Gu'er knew he must be upset too. 'Who wouldn't be? It'd be strange if he felt fine after someone said something about his son.'
"Alright, let's sleep. The baby's a month old now. I was thinking, starting today, I want to try potty-training him. If he gets into the habit, he won't wet his pants, and we won't have to change his diapers so often. What do you think?"
Gu'er asked Sun Jiaming.
"Sure, but it'll be hard on you. If you're going to hold him out to pee, you'll have to wake up all night long."
Sun Jiaming had no objection.
"It's fine. It'll be tough at first. I'll hold him out once an hour. Once he gets used to it, I won't have to get up so often."
Gu'er shook her head. 'Being a mother is never easy. A little hardship is to be expected.'
"Okay, I'll take turns getting up with you."
Sun Jiaming took Gu'er's hand. He was a father, and he was her man; he couldn't let her bear the hardship alone.
