The shirt had been washed until the threads came loose. It was long and oversized, while the black trousers hung loose and baggy. Anyone could tell at a glance that they were hand-me-downs scavenged from someone else.
And then there were those faded black cloth shoes, with the toes almost poking through.
Without the comparison, it would have been fine. But with the two of them standing side by side, they really did look like people from completely different social classes.
And yet, these two had crawled out of the same mother's womb.
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
Su Baozhu sensed the strange gazes directed at her. Furious, she threw herself into her grandma's arms.
"Grandma, I never thought my little sister saw me that way. I... I'm really hurt.
"I treated her so well. I gave her clothes that were practically new after wearing them only once or twice. And she still looked down on them..."
"Grandma, it's all my fault. It's my fault that my health has been so poor and I haven't been able to help the family with more chores all these years. I'm truly sorry to all of you, and even more sorry to my little sister."
Hearing her granddaughter sobbing in little gasps, Old Lady Su immediately felt heartbroken.
"Baozhu, it's not your fault. It's not your fault. You've been weak since childhood. How could you do heavy work?"
"Don't bother with that ungrateful wretch. No matter how well you treat someone like her, she'll never be satisfied."
Su Qiao was truly speechless.
Weak since childhood?
Where had that come from?
"Heh. Sis, you've been weak since childhood? But I never heard Mom say you were premature."
"I remember that when applying to high school after junior high, everyone had to undergo