Mrs. Fang told Fang Ming to bring the white flour buns, and the two of them went to the Wang family’s home together.
The Wang family was in the middle of a meal—white flour buns, the dishes Wang Daguo had brought back, and a plate of Insect Cakes. If the main meal didn’t fill them up, the Insect Cakes were there to tide them over.
When he heard a knock on the door, Wang Daguo asked who it was. Only after getting a reply did he go to open it.
"Mrs. Fang, Fang Ming, what brings you here?" Wang Daguo let them into the house.
The Wang family’s home was already small for the five people living there. With two more people inside, it felt even more crowded.
Seeing that she had interrupted their meal, Mrs. Fang felt quite awkward. But since they were already there, she figured it was best to state her purpose quickly so as not to keep them from their food.
"Fang Ming and I have come to apologize."
"Apologize?" The Wang family exchanged confused glances.
Mrs. Fang turned her head to look at Fang Ming, signaling for him to speak.
Fang Ming bit his lip, his head hung low.
There are some things you can lie to yourself about, as long as they’re never brought out into the open.
But once you have to truly face them, the shame is enough to make you wish you could disappear.
"I’m sorry." Fang Ming was the type of person who, once he made up his mind, would do his best to follow through. Now that he was already at the Wang family’s home, there was no point in trying to put on a brave face. "I shouldn’t have eavesdropped on Wang Xiaohui and Wang Xiaoci, and I definitely shouldn’t have gone behind your backs to contact Boss Shen."
The room fell silent for a moment before Wang Daguo spoke up.
"I already found out about this yesterday."
At these words, Fang Ming snapped his head up, staring at Wang Daguo in disbelief.
It wasn’t just Wang Daguo who knew; the entire Wang family was aware.
Shen Lu hadn’t known that Fang Ming had come to see her behind the Wang family’s back. Yesterday, she couldn’t help but ask Wang Daguo about the Fang family, and during their conversation, she unintentionally revealed that Fang Ming had approached her.
At first, Wang Daguo had been a little angry when he heard.
But his anger quickly gave way to sighs.
After being neighbors for so many years, he knew what kind of people the Fang family were. Fang Ming’s actions might not have been completely aboveboard, but they were understandable.
Wang Daguo had asked Shen Lu roughly how much scrap metal she needed, just to get a general idea.
Shen Lu didn’t give a specific number, only saying that she would be collecting for at least six months to a year.
After work yesterday, Wang Daguo had told his family about the situation.
The Wang family reacted just like Wang Daguo: first anger, then sighs. Wang Xiaohui and Wang Xiaoci stayed angry a little longer than the others.
But after the adults had a talk with them, they came to accept it.
’Yeah, kids without a dad have it rough.’
’Luckily, they had their older brother, and he had a good job. They decided to be the bigger person and not hold it against Fang Ming, whose father had just died.’
A profound sense of guilt struck Fang Ming’s heart.
’Before coming to the Wang family’s home, he had been trying to find all sorts of rational excuses for his underhanded behavior. But they had known what he’d done all along and hadn’t even come to confront him.’
’He was truly despicable.’
Fang Ming’s eyes welled with tears, and his shoulders trembled as he struggled to hold back his sobs.
"I’m sorry." Fang Ming’s voice was thick and nasal. "Brother Wang, Grandma Wang, Aunt Wang, Xiao Hui, Xiao Ci... I’m really, truly sorry. I know what I did was wrong, but I was just so desperate to make money. I..."
’Any further explanation would just be an excuse.’
’Especially to people who had helped him.’


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