The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is actually a day with good weather.
Although the temperature in the morning and evening is still close to below zero, at noon, the sun is high in the sky, and only a gentle breeze blows, even the withered trees behind the mountain are lit with exceptionally bright colors.
A few magpies, having spotted that this house has good food, are now perched on the treetops behind the mountain, chattering away, waiting for any chance to steal something.
In such a big environment, eating outside is genuinely comfortable.
The only problem is...
City leader Wang Sen silently looked inside through the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling very resentful inside.
The big leaders and possibly bigger leaders are having a great time, and he, the head of a mere 18th-tier small city, can't even join the gathering, boo hoo hoo...
What's worse is that not only can't he join, but he kept everyone waiting because he arrived late!
