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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)
“Er…” I stammered. To be honest, I was not
satisfied with her, but I needed a wife urgently.
“Fuck his mother! You aren’t very happy with
me, are you?” She had realized that I was not as
happy as I was with her before.
“Er… You curse too much!” I said truthfully.
“Fuck his mother! You are a Stinking Old Ninth
and a difficult Old Bachelor. You are in the
‘abandoned group.’ It’s very difficult for you to
marry a girl. However, you don’t seem satisfied with
me…’
“But you are in the ‘abandoned group’ too. You
speak so many dirty languages. You are a shrew.
Who’d want to marry you?” I expressed my
resentment and retorted in time.
“Ah!” she cried, then said, “You look honest and
pitiable. Out of pity I might consider taking you in as
my life companion. But you are not worth being
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