Chapter 160: Your Hand Is Cold

Elaine sometimes would ask her international students from China, but they couldn't help her all the time, people every day. Later, she took the books back and studied them herself. Having an unsmiling teacher mother at home, Cathryn was brought up being required to read and recite traditional Chinese prose. She could roughly understand the old printing, this was a narration of anecdote talk between a few literati at a home party, like an eastern version of " Gustave Flaubert's Sunday." It was almost like what they were doing and talking about here today.