Yang Ruxin didn't refuse. She reached out to take it and opened it to find three small silver locks. She smiled immediately, "I'll thank you on behalf of the three beans."
Yang Peili nodded, then went over to sit down. In the end, Xinxin still didn't want to call him grandpa.
Once everyone was present, the banquet began. Each table seated eight people, but there were ten dishes and a soup served, all hearty dishes like braised pork, preserved vegetable pork belly, twice-cooked pork, pork knuckle with sauce, and steamed pork. Each dish could make mouths water.
Of course, besides food, there was alcohol—medicinal wine and red wine brought over from the medicinal wine workshop. Those with health issues could consult and drink the appropriate medicinal wine; those who felt fine could drink red wine. There was also pure sorghum baijiu available. Everything was there, everyone could drink to their heart's content.
