He Ruomei saw that they had been eating for a while, and got up to bring them some drinks.
"This is homemade rice wine from our family, have a taste and see if it's good..."
He Ruomei brought a few cups and proactively poured each of them a cup of wine.
Xia Xin and the others didn't have time to refuse before the cups were placed in front of them.
Eating hot pot without drinking something doesn't feel quite right either.
So Xia Xin didn't refuse, took it and drank a big sip. The flavor was sweet and sour, but there was a bit of astringency.
It's hard to say it tasted good, but it wasn't bad either.
Since it was a gift from others, Xia Xin didn't feel it was right to critique it, so he just drank it.
Jiangli glanced at him without saying anything, tapped his finger on the cup, and then picked it up and took a sip too.
Fu Shiyan didn't move much.
