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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)
wait for good news. I was greatly moved. It was an
era in which even one word that was out of place
could put a person in a world of trouble.
About one month later, Big Wang called me to
meet her. In the small woods, she walked back and
forth and seemed as if she was in a tizzy . I kept
criticizing myself and apologizing to her and begging
her to forgive me. I behaved like a criminal waiting
to be tried. I was nearly down on my knees when she
suddenly said, “Soapy, I’m pregnant…”
I smiled and said, “That’s a piece of good news.
That’s the result of our marriage. It is worth being
celebrated-”
“You shut up! I have had an induced abortion!”
“Oh, my god! Why have you had an abortion?”
“To show you how determined I am to divorce
you!” With that, she began to weep. I stood beside
her like a log, without knowing what to say.
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