The Lantern Festival had passed, and the streets of the county town were no longer as popular as they had been during the New Year. However, there were still some signs of the New Year. The spring festival couplets on the door were bright red that had not been weathered by the wind and rain.
She followed the little wolf into the county office without any obstruction. When the officers saw her, they greeted her with a smile, "Miss Jian, Happy New Year!"
Jian Qingqing smiled and replied, "Happy New Year."
Seeing Jian Qingqing arrive, Ming Zhiyan put down his pen and went up to her. He asked, "Miss Jian, what's the matter?"
Jian Qingqing smiled and asked, "Sir, don't you think you've forgotten something?"
Ming Zhiyan looked at her in confusion. "Hmm?"
Jian Qingqing reminded him, "In a few days, we'll start digging the land."
