Shun did as asked and listened to the dial tone before it was picked up. Quickly explaining the situation, Ping Ping’s mother asked a lot of questions until she offered some advice.
“Try taking off his entire outfit. He might be too hot or the clothes are scratchy to his sensitive skin. If that is why, he would need to only wear true 100% cotton.”
Jin quickly followed the instructions and Peter’s crying slowed to sniffles. Green eyes and blue eyes stared at one another with relief.
“You two would need to also wear only 100% real cotton too, since you both hold him to your chests, right?”
“Yes,” Shun breathed out relieved, “Thank you auntie. You are super smart.”
“Ping-er isn’t the first person I raised, after all,” the female elder laughed, “Call me anytime. I miss them already.”
“We’ll be sure to visit in a month,” Suu Jin smiled, “Thank you auntie.”
“No problem sweetheart. Bye.”