"It's just more mushy food! Eating this stuff every day is making my mouth so bland!" Old Mrs. Hu slammed the bowl down and looked at Yang Aizhen with dissatisfaction.
"Smell it! Stand in the yard and smell it! Every house has the delicious aroma of stir-fried dishes wafting out! Why do we only eat this cornmeal porridge and cornbread?!"
Yang Aizhen lowered her head and whispered, "If our family doesn't buy more coarse grains, we won't have enough to eat..."
Urban residents are generally supplied with grains in a 7:3 ratio of refined grains to coarse grains.
But Hu Bingbing is currently unemployed and has no household registration, and Old Mrs. Hu also has a rural household registration. It's as if the four of them are being supported by the food rations of Hu Dayong and Yang Aizhen.
Hu Dayong and Hu Bingbing eat a lot, so there's not enough for them.
Old Mrs. Hu retorted angrily, "You mean it's all my fault? You blame this old woman for holding you back?!"
As she spoke, Old Mrs. Hu's expression quickly changed, and she began to wail and cry out:
"Then I'll leave. I'll go back to my hometown and won't be an eyesore in the city anymore..."
“When Dayong said he wanted to take me to the city to enjoy a better life, I didn’t want to come! My son is good, but who knows if my daughter-in-law will tolerate me?”
"Now it seems my worries were justified; my daughter-in-law is starting to dislike this old woman, waaaaah..."
Startled, Yang Aizhen quickly stood up. "Mom, I didn't..."
When Hu Bingbing saw his beloved grandmother being bullied by his stepmother and crying, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word and slapped Yang Aizhen across the face.
He yelled, "Who do you think you are? How dare you bully my grandma!"
Yang Aizhen was so slapped that she staggered and fell onto the table, her face immediately swelling up.
She looked at Hu Bingbing in utter shock, temporarily forgetting even the pain.
Hu Bingbing is an idiot with a bad temper. He's quick to start fights at the slightest provocation, and most people avoid him.
However, Hu Bingbing has always been quite obedient to her stepmother. With Hu Bingbing standing by her side, she feels more confident and doesn't have to be so careful, afraid of offending someone and then having them come looking for trouble.
Yang Aizhen once thought that although Hu Bingbing had some mental problems, he was still a healthy son who could support the family and was much better than Qin Hanshu.
But why would Hu Bingbing hit her?
"Bingbing, I'm your mother! How could you lay a hand on me?" Yang Aizhen covered her face in disbelief.
"I don't care who you are!" Hu Bingbing shouted, pointing at Yang Aizhen. "If you dare to bully my grandma, I'll beat you up!"
Hu Bingbing may be simple-minded, but he is very discerning about who is close to whom and who is distant.
Grandma treats him the best, so he should treat Grandma the best too!
Next are my father and sister.
As for his stepmother? She was a good person when she was doing him favors, but how long has it been since she bought him anything good to eat? In his eyes, she's long been a vicious stepmother.
Yang Aizhen was startled by Hu Bingbing's words and dared not speak. She could only touch her swollen cheeks with grievance and look at Hu Dayong.
Hu Dayong then spoke up, scolding Hu Bingbing: "Who taught you to lay a hand on your elders? She's your mother! She serves you food and drink every day, have you lost your conscience?!"
Hu Bingbing stiffened his neck and said, "She bullied my grandma, so she deserves to be beaten!"
Grandma Hu affectionately patted her grandson's head and said to Hu Dayong with dissatisfaction, "My grandson knows how to protect me, that's called filial piety! Unlike you, who forgets your mother after getting a wife."
Hu Dayong said awkwardly, "Mom, Aizhen didn't mean to look down on you."
Seeing that her son was still speaking up for Yang Aizhen, Old Mrs. Hu rolled her eyes, but didn't press the matter further.
Hu Dayong helped Yang Aizhen up and led her into the house, comforting her, "Bingbing isn't very bright, don't take it to heart."
Yang Aizhen's grievances had long since vanished thanks to Hu Dayong's protection.
In a family, it's more important than anything else for the man to side with her.
“It’s okay. In my heart, he’s just a child.”
“You’ve been wronged…” Hu Dayong said gratefully. “Ever since our family was robbed, things have gotten worse every day. Mom was talking to you today because she was upset. Please be understanding of her.”
Yang Aizhen nodded repeatedly, "I know."
Hu Dayong glanced at Yang Aizhen's expression and sighed, "It's my fault for being too hasty back then. I moved Bingbing's household registration back to the meat processing plant too early. Now that he's lost his job at the meat processing plant, he's become an unregistered resident. Otherwise, our family wouldn't be in this situation now."
As early as when he first planned to target Qin Hanshu, he hurriedly took care of Hu Bingbing's household registration.
Thinking about it now, I do regret it.
Who would have thought that Hu Bingbing would actually be fired? It's a state-owned factory, and I've never heard of anyone being fired before.
When Hu Bingbing's indecent behavior was exposed, in order to lessen Hu Bingbing's punishment, he deliberately exaggerated his mental illness.
As a result, Hu Bingbing did not go to jail for being a hooligan, but the factory used this as an excuse to kick him out of the meat processing plant.
Yang Aizhen sighed as well, "Yes, life is getting harder every day."
Hu Dayong said, "Director Ma of the neighborhood committee, oh, the one who handled our household registration before, I want to go see him again and get Bingbing's household registration back up."
Yang Aizhen frowned and said, "Will it work? Bingbing is currently an unregistered resident."
Previously, when I registered my household registration, it was also transferred from the meat processing plant; it was a transfer from city to city.
The difference between being an unregistered resident and moving to a city is huge.
"Let's give it a try first, what else can we do?" Hu Dayong glanced at Yang Aizhen, "At worst, we'll give her more benefits."
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