Madam Yao took one look and smiled.
Madam Yang's loss was not in vain.
Old Madam Yu looked at the calamus wine on the table. "This is the medicinal wine that Yao Yao brewed. There's realgar in it. Just drink a cup as a token of appreciation. Don't drink too much, especially the few of you…"
As she spoke, her gaze swept across Yu Youyao and the other sisters. At their age, they shouldn't be drinking, but the few of them were making a fuss and wanted to try it. With the elders present, it was fine to drink a little.
Hence, she did not disturb them.
Zhou Linghuai tilted his head and saw the little girl looking at the wine glass with sparkling eyes, full of anticipation.
