Xi Ying didn't even dare to look at his wife's face after his son finished speaking.
He snatched the cloth away from his hands and said coldly.
"You go and study."
Xi Ling pouted as she frowned at his father and said seriously.
"Father, this is also a serious matter. Xi Ling's sibling can't wear such clothes with that ugly thing on that cloth."
Xi Ying was afraid that Li Rui would be hurt by his son's foolish words so he looked at his wife to check. Li Rui looked quite calm.
She stroked Xi Ling's head and said gently.
"Xi Ling is right. Mother was trying to make a peacock on the cloth but Mother couldn't do it."
The sadness was clearly audible in her voice when she said these words and Xi Ying frowned deeply while Xi Ling looked at his mother with wide eyes as if he suddenly understood something.
"Mother, is that why you were crying?"
