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Chapter 12: The Measure of the County Exam At 5:40 in the morning, the sky was still a bluish gray. The clouds hung low, like a piece of coarse cloth soaked through with water. Lin Chen pushed open the door, and the col...
Chapter 11: The Weight of the Sack At five in the morning, the sky was still not fully light. Lin Chen pushed open the door, and the cold crept up through his pant legs. He did not light a lamp; he pulled on his rubber...
Chapter 10: Sealed Files and Red Ink The exam papers slid out of the kraft paper bag and landed on the wooden desk in the seventh row. The paper was slightly cool to the touch, carrying the astringent scent of fresh ink...
Chapter 9: The Measure of Six Days The morning fog of October 15 had not yet lifted. Lin Chen opened his eyes, and his first move was to reach under his pillow for the ledger. His fingertips brushed the rough kraft pape...
Chapter 8: The Forty Minute Hourglass The second hand of the wall clock was stuck at the twelve, emitting a dry, clicking sound. Lin Chen stared at it, his pen tip hovering over the composition notebook. The page was al...
Chapter 7: The Eighty Cent Dictionary The morning fog was heavier than yesterday's. Lin Chen woke before dawn. He didn't light a lamp, dressing in the dark. His fingers brushed the cloth pouch under his pillow, inside w...
Chapter 6: Old Exam Papers and Chalk Dust The morning fog had yet to lift. Grayish white moisture clung to the bluestone flagstones, and the moss at the base of the courtyard wall was so damp it could be wrung out. Lin...
Chapter 5: Firewood Knife and Copper Filings Dawn had barely broken, and a gray blue mist still clung to the ground. Lin Chen was pulled awake by the first crow of the rooster at the foot of the courtyard wall. He opene...
Chapter 4: The Bookkeeper The sky had not yet fully brightened. A gray white mist crawled along the ground, and the moss at the base of the courtyard wall was so damp it could be wrung out. Lin Chen was startled awake b...
Chapter 3: Nine Yuan When he pushed open the courtyard gate, the sun had already slanted west. No fire had been lit in the main room; a damp chill seeped down the plastered walls, carrying the raw, earthy smell of soil...
Chapter 2: Ten Li of Mud and White Pills The rain had stopped. Water dripping from the tiled eaves struck the bluestone slabs with a monotonous rhythm. On the earthen kang in the main room, Xiao Man’s breathing remained...
Chapter 1: Three Fifty on a Rainy Night The rain began at dusk. At first, it was just a fine, rustling patter against the roof tiles, but by nightfall, it had turned into a dull thudding against the mud. Lin Jianguo wra...