Yu Hua was born in 1960 in Haiyan, Zhejiang, and later moved to Hangzhou, Zhejiang.
I wore a wide-brimmed straw hat on my head and slippers on my feet, with a towel hanging from the belt behind me.
Then I heard a hoarse yet moving voice as he began to sing an old song.
I attended a few years of private school; when the teacher in a long gown asked me to recite a passage, it was my most...
With a double push, he stumbled and fell back against the wall. In my youth, I indulged in all sorts of vices—drinking, eating, whoring, and gambling—what...
Those four dishes were all vegetables, each prepared differently by Jiazhen, yet every bite was a delight.
Shen Xian frowned as if he had lost a great deal, his head hanging, his eyes downcast.
Asking me to go back with her, Jia Zhen, isn't this just setting me up for humiliation and stoking my anger?
Waving to a waiter, he said, "Bring a hot towel for Young Master Xu."
Forget it, don't die. This debt is for my father to repay. Thinking of my father, I...
On the third day, my father received guests at home, coughing loudly and then speaking.
Who knows how many people would be worked to death to earn this money. Only then did I understand why my father refused it.
My father was no longer on the estate; his legs trembling, he made his way to the village.
A joyous occasion for my family. At that moment, I was at my father's grave. Hearing the sound of gongs, I lifted my head.
After Jiazhen left, my mother often sat by the side, secretly wiping away tears. I originally wanted to find some words to say.
Logically speaking, I should lend you some money. As the saying goes, 'Give aid in an emergency, not in perpetual poverty.' That's me.
Seeing Gen's appearance when he returned, my heart ached. Back then, he carried it on his back all day long.
At that time, I was at home when my mother, limping from a twisted foot, hurried over to tell me—she didn't even finish her sentence.
Jia Zhen came from a city-bred family, with delicate hands and fair skin; it pained me to see her doing rough labor.
We stopped and looked back; a squad of uniformed Nationalist soldiers stood there.
He asked me if I heard gunshots while sleeping at night, and I said I did. Then he said, "That..."
Wisps of cooking smoke rose and twisted in the air. That was the most...
The wounded on the ground were initially in scattered piles, but soon they were connected, howling there in pain...
What kind of place is this? Chun and I looked up and scanned our surroundings. How did we...
Let it go. I let go of what was hanging, and I let go of us.
I left in late autumn and returned in early autumn, covered in mud as I set foot on the road to my hometown.
He still refused to admit it and went to intimidate those tenants; some wouldn't back down, so he resorted to force.
The ox had already come out and was grazing on the grass by the pond, standing there.
The person who went out to inquire in the village came back and said Fengxia was a bit... if you subtract half a year from her age...
Youqing was frightened and shrank back. Seeing me lower my head and resume eating, he then left.
I called out to Jiazhen like this, and she got down from the bed and ran out without even putting on her shoes.
The work had already exhausted Jiazhen to the point where she could barely speak; Youqing had to let his mother rest.
Can I come and hug them every day? When the village hall opens for meals, can I...
The team accompanied him to my house first. I stood at the front, knocking loudly.
Since we can't eat enough to get fat anyway, let's just cook it in the pot. Youqing, this...
Will they slaughter me? Wang Xi said they wouldn't, having eaten it all.
I heard Jia Zhen softly respond from the other side of the pond. I ran over and saw Jia Zhen sitting on the ground.
I was completely baffled, having no idea what merit they had achieved as they approached.
After that, Jia Zhen also passed away, though she ached for the four parts that were lost, still thinking of them.
After hearing it, I thought it over and felt it was indeed somewhat excessive, not to mention the face that was lost.
All the children started running. I set down the empty carrying pole by the street, wanting to see if Youqing was among them.
Let him go, the county said. As long as he doesn't starve to death, none of us will starve to death.
Knowing this, I led the ox, turned a corner, and headed towards the city shop as before.
Sometimes, after digging all day, we would only unearth a rotten vine. Fengxia was also starving.
Bring it here! Wang Si had no choice but to hand over the land to the team with a mournful face.
What are you cooking to eat? I just chuckled without saying a word.
That night, Jia Zhen's tears kept flowing as she repeatedly instructed me about what to do after her death.
At that time, Youqing was no longer around, yet a doctor came out and said it still wasn't enough to draw.
That night, I carried Youqing home, stopping and stopping... when I got tired from carrying him, I just...
I wanted to go to the village to see the place where Youqing was buried. My mouth said yes, but my legs...
I thought that after Youqing's death, Jiazhen wouldn't survive either. For a while, she truly seemed...
She would sit there for half the day, forgetting to eat. Fengxia came to call me, calling several times before I saw her.
That day, I lost many things from my past, and they never came back to life.
At that time, everything looked pleasing and sounded delightful. Fengxia was there.
Within three days, Wanxi arrived. He truly had a wry neck; when he looked at me, he raised his left shoulder.
Even daily necessities like food became more affordable. Jia Zhen's eyes welled up with tears at that moment; she was
Xi said Father knew. That night, Fengxia gently touched the flowers Xi had sent.
When the village head visited, Jiazhen warmly inquired about every detail.
Fengxia had never learned to weave before. Our family was poor, and no one had ever worn anything woven by Fengxia.
Every time I went into the city and saw too many people, I would avoid it, as the city was constantly embroiled in fights.
Chun was knocked to the ground, his body lying across that plaque, and a foot kicked him in the head.
During the busy farming season, Fengxia came and stayed for a few days, cooking and taking care of Jia Zhen for me, which made things much easier.
Xi said, "There are too many mosquitoes here, you can't take any advantage." But Fengxia could.
That night, I sat in Xi's kitchen until dawn, listening to the wind howling outside.
Fengxia and Youqing both died before me, so I've decided not to worry about them anymore.
It was truly Kugen, after relieving himself, crying with grunts. At first, I even thought he was laughing.
Slow down, Kugen is going to fall! Xi gave a grunt but still went quickly.
Kugen didn't like them crying on his face; he pulled at me, urging me on with all his might.
This is my father's. Kugen and I lived together for half a year after the village implemented the household responsibility system.
Upon hearing this, Kugen giggled incessantly. He remembered this sentence completely and later fetched from the chicken coop many times.
Sometimes thinking about the wound, sometimes thinking about it feels very solid, the entire family's funerals were all arranged by me.
I pulled him back to the village, and the whole village gathered around to watch the excitement, they all said I was muddled.