Jiang Chun nodded vigorously a few times.
Yu Bing said, "Because I understand that being weak will only force me into a corner. Do you know that? If it wasn't for my stiff attitude, my mother would have only given me 10 pounds of food stamps and 5 yuan."
It turned out that Mrs. Yu had planned to give food stamp for 15 pounds of grain and some clothing stamps, but Yu Bing had deliberately exaggerated it.
Jiang Chun said angrily, "What?! They're too much. Are they trying to force you to death?! It's not like they don't know what your health is like!"
Yu Bing pretended to be sad again. "No matter how obedient I was in the past, I was always the one who was beaten the most. I was always the one who took the blame for my sister and brother's mistakes. Even if my parents knew the truth and knew that I didn't do it, so what? They couldn't bear to beat up the one who made a mistake, but they needed to vent, and I was the ideal punching bag."
