The old lady at home started pacing to the door every few minutes right after lunch. She paced and paced until after dinner, but there was still no sign of her daughter. 'This damn girl, what on earth is she doing? Why isn't she home at this hour?'
The old lady was on pins and needles at home, but she didn't dare go out and look, afraid she'd miss her daughter.
When bedtime came and there was still no sign of her, the old lady listlessly lay down on the *kang*. 'Her daughter was probably coming back by train,' she thought. 'It would be the same train Xiao Wen took, so she'd get home in the middle of the night. I'd better get to sleep now. That way, I'll be awake to open the door for her, and I can give her a good scolding while I'm at it. The nerve of her! Doesn't she know I'm worried sick? She didn't even send a message to say when she'd be arriving so I could prepare!'
