The next day, the sky was clear, and Yang Ruxin awaited her fifteenth coming-of-age ceremony.
The Xiaohong Building was bustling early in the morning; not only was the courtyard cleaned spotlessly, but even the road leading to the village was swept.
Everyone donned new clothes, their faces adorned with happy smiles.
Those familiar with the Yang Family naturally attended, and even those who weren't close wanted to take this opportunity to increase their rapport. After all, the main branch of the Yang Family was at the forefront, making envy impossible.
Never mind that it wasn't the harvesting season yet; even during busy times, a day or half wouldn't matter much. Thus, if not the entire village, then close to it, was present.
Du Chengfeng had arranged for people to handle the reception early in the morning, ensuring everything was organized and orderly.
