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

feel ashamed of myself when I realised you couldn’t

even recite Serve the People! Even an old lady over

seventy could! You have made an exhibition of

yourself. I have too. I am too ashamed to see my

colleagues anymore! I want to kill myself!”

I knew I had lost face at the party. I had not only

embarrassed myself but her too. I had been lowering

my head. Though it was the wedding night, I dared

not hug her.

Later, I learnt that the woman teacher with a red

scar on her neck was Big Wang’s political enemy.

Both of them were competing for the position of

vice-school headmaster. She was deliberately making

an exhibition of me.

At about 10pm Big Wang said sternly, “Go to

bed!”

I quickly undressed myself and slipped into my

quilt, waiting for Big Wang to get in. Without any

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