"I didn't..."
Fang Peizhong was furious, he truly felt wrongly accused, he hadn't done anything, yet somehow he was suddenly given such a label.
Everyone's eyes plainly conveyed a message, which was that they all believed he was a thief crying "stop thief".
"Alright, Peizhong, thank everyone, and with these things, tonight, I'll make sure everyone has a good meal. Let these smoked meats and sausages be taken to the kitchen and cooked for everyone, consider it a treat, everyone has worked hard, it's just a token of my gratitude."
Ye Hua poked her son's arm; the more you try to explain now, the less clear it becomes.
Might as well give them something tangible to keep them quiet, after all, when you accept someone's gift, you're in their debt.
The few educated youths had no choice but to keep silent.
The Fang family's mother had shown sincerity by treating them, so there was no point in saying anything more. As long as they understood what was going on, that was enough.
