On the fifth day of the first lunar month, most of the shops on Pedestrian Street were reopening.
D&K was no exception.
Early that morning, Zheng Qing arrived at the shop and handed out opening red packets to Fox Five and the Ear Brothers, one Gold Bean each. For ordinary employees, that was a very generous amount.
There was still no one in Sanyou Bookstore, nor were there any cats.
A cold wind swept through the street, stirring up a few withered leaves and making the young wizard standing at the bookstore entrance seem even more solitary. Yes, solitary. Because Zheng Qing had come to hand out red packets alone today.
Su Shijun had not come.
Jiang Yu had not come either.
Poseidon had not come because he was practicing arithmetic.
Ever since Jiang Yu had moved into Qingqiu Mansion, Zheng Qing had assumed the witches would be at each other's throats every day, sparks flying between them. Yet after several days, the entire mansion had been strangely peaceful.
So peaceful that no one even paid attention to him anymore.
Su Shijun spent entire days in her study organizing experimental reports, only occasionally visiting the laboratory. They generally only saw each other at the dining table during the three daily meals. Jiang Yu spent even more of her time locked in the study, doing nothing but studying every day, sometimes not even eating her meals on time.
Together with Poseidon, who had been forced into diligent study, Su Ya, who busied herself all day, and the fox maidservants who could always find work for themselves, the entire mansion resembled a tightly wound clock, radiating a suffocating sense of urgency at every moment. Of course, even Zheng Qing could not tell whether that suffocating feeling came from the mansion's "serious and