"Isn't this the village chief? What kind of wind blew you to our place?" Ling Zhenfei, not knowing why Wang Changhe had come, hurriedly went up to greet him.
Wang Changhe, with his hands behind his back, came over with a proud look on his face and said, "Ling Zhenfei, I came today to inform you that the town mayor will be coming here for an inspection tomorrow morning."
"An inspection is just an inspection, what's the big deal?" Actually, Ling Zhenfei was quite surprised. His small farm was not a place he thought the town mayor would personally visit, which was a bit unexpected for him.
"You really don't understand, do you? The town mayor himself is coming for an inspection. Don't you think you should prepare something grand, like putting up some lanterns at the door, setting off some firecrackers, and pasting couplets?" said Wang Changhe, gesturing with his hands.
