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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)

So I had to wait for two weeks for her answer.

To be honest, I was happy with Big Wang, even

though she was four years older than me.

I was getting impatient. I wanted to see her. I felt

like an ant on a hot pan. Time seemed to have

solidified. It went by too slowly. As soon as two

weeks passed, I went to see Old Aunt. She smiled

and told me that Big Wang had promised to see me.

The appointment was at Old Aunt’s home. I was

to go to her home the following Sunday evening. The

appointment was at 4pm, but I got there at about

3:30pm. It was too early. I felt too embarrassed to

knock on her door. I walked up and down the street

and when it was nearly 4pm, I went straight to her

front door and knocked.

Old Aunt opened the door for me and led me into

the room. Old Aunt’s home occupied a whole unit in

a four-storey building. It was a suite of three rooms.

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