bookpower Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Chapter 175
The woman's voice was shrill, even grating.
Zhengzheng was scared, never having been yelled at so loudly or seen such a ferocious glare.
Zhengzheng looked at Xu Xiuhe, pouting with a pitiful expression before burying himself into Xu Xiuhe's embrace.
"Daddy, bad person. Huahua didn't come."
The little one still remembered what he said last time about bringing Huahua to bite the bad person. But now, Huahua wasn't here, and the bad person was intimidating him with her glare.
Zhengzheng was cowed, not verbalizing his fear, but his body had already shown it.
Xu Xiuhe gently patted Zhengzheng's back, and only after the little one stopped trembling did he feel reassured.
Xu Xiuhe shot an icy glance at Qi Yan, sending a chill as if the surrounding temperature had dropped.
Qi Yan felt fear, trying to muster her courage and change her sitting posture, but still feeling the sudden coldness as if trapped in an ice cellar.
"Ahem." The woman felt uneasy, not daring to look at Xu Xiuhe.
"Purposefully venting emotions, showing off force, and provoking others without cause constitute the crime of picking quarrels and making trouble. Serious cases may constitute the crime of intimidation. According to the law, anyone who commits one of the following acts shall be detained for no more than five days or fined no more than 500 yuan; in more serious cases, the offender shall be detained for more than five days but less than ten days, and may also be fined no more than 500 yuan." Xu Xiuhe stared at the woman.
During his studies, he had read many books about law, and after having Zhengzheng, he had also read extensively on child protection laws.
Qi Yan didn't dare say a word. She wasn't afraid of the punishments Xu Xiuhe mentioned; her father was about to become a high-ranking official in Rong City. What did she have to fear?
She just hadn't expected the person who had once cared for her so dearly to now speak in such a cold manner. Although she had a feeling, hearing it still made her sad.
"The competition officially starts. Participants, please check if the tools on your table are complete."
Shen Yin glanced over them and began conceptualizing what to embroider this time.
"All contestants here today are skilled, so for this final round, we won't set a topic. Contestants, feel free to express yourselves and strive to perform at your best in this competition."
As soon as the host finished speaking, the competition venue fell silent. Often, not having a set topic was the most challenging.
When father and son noticed Shen Yin looking their way, Xu Xiuhe mouthed "Keep it up" to her.
Xu Yunzheng had just woken up and was about to loudly call out "Mommy!" when Xu Xiuhe covered his mouth.
After all, the venue was so quiet that they could hear the sound of the needle piercing the cloth.
"Mommy saw us," said Xu Yunzheng, looking up at Xu Xiuhe.
"Daddy saw that, but now it's competition time. Zhengzheng can't make noise, or else Mommy won't be able to concentrate on the competition."
"Mommy's competing. Mommy's great."
"Then encourage Mommy with gestures and cheer her on."
Heeding his father's words, the little one stood on Xu Xiuhe's legs, raising his hands over his head to form a big heart.
Seeing Zhengzheng, Shen Yin suddenly felt revitalized and full of energy.
She couldn't speak, but at that moment, she really wanted to go hug Zhengzheng. However, competition rules had to be followed.
Shen Yin also formed a heart gesture in response.
Seeing this, Zhengzheng was so excited that he almost jumped up, trampling on Xu Xiuhe's legs painfully. Not only were Xu Xiuhe's legs hurting, but he also felt envious, as his wife had never made a heart gesture for him.
He didn't care; this heart was meant for him, too.
In contrast to the father and son's joy, the envious Qi Yan didn't share their happiness, her gaze full of jealousy.
The woman clenched her fists tightly, she wanted to see if they could still laugh after the results of the afternoon competition were announced.
Shen Yin had rested enough, and lowered her head again, continuing to embroider.
She herself didn't have much confidence either, whether she could finish this double-sided embroidery piece. Being double-sided itself took more time than a single-sided one. The phoenix and peony, neither of which was a particularly simple pattern.
One feather too many, one petal too many, the patterns were inherently complex, and the colors were also numerous.
It had to be said that this embroidery work was truly a huge project.