"No, no, that won't do, Erhu, this was my fault. It has nothing to do with Genfa—you can't make him go to the government on my behalf. Our whole family relies on your brother-in-law to keep us going. Could you really bear to see your nephew and niece suffer through days without enough to eat, not knowing when they'll get their next meal? Erhu, I truly realize my mistake. Please forgive me this one time, just once!" Zhao Yunxiang rushed forward, crying and begging Erhu, stopping just short of kneeling down before him.