"There are more professional translators in Beijing, so I won't be going. Mr. Wilson, until we meet again."
After seeing John and Wilson off to the guesthouse, Lin Xiang got into the Township Party Secretary's car and returned to Li Hua Team.
She had been busy all day, assuming that Mrs. Lin would be home by the time she returned, but the courtyard door was locked tight, and the house was dark.
Using her key, Lin Xiang unlocked the courtyard door and made a quick meal with whatever ingredients were in the kitchen, left it warming in the pot for Mrs. Lin, and then washed up before lying down to rest.
Just as she lay down, before the cold bed could warm, Mrs. Lin returned.
Seeing the anger on Mrs. Lin's face, Lin Xiang sat up, wearing her new cotton jacket, "Mom, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
