Just then, Chen Song pushed the door open and strode inside. "Wife, pack my bags," he called out. "I have to go to the Prefecture tomorrow."
Xu Su Ying came out the door. "The Lord County Magistrate has already gone to the Prefecture. He told you to stay and watch the government office. Why are you going to the Prefecture now?"
"The Wo Laicai murder case—you remember it, don't you?"
Chen Song went into the kitchen, grabbed the ladle from the water cistern, and started gulping water straight from it.
Both Xu Su Ying and Chen Wanqing rushed to stop him, but it was too late. Furious, one shouted, "Chen Song!" while the other cried out in protest, "Dad!"
Chen Song, however, paid them no mind. GULP, GULP. He downed half the ladle, then let out a long, satisfied sigh. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he plopped down onto a stool.
"God, it's hot. I've been running around outside all day. My clothes are soaked."
"Soaked by the rain, you mean?"
