Qin By Morning, Chu By Night

At night, the north wind swept through the open-air corridor, bringing with ita sob-like sound and causing the misty gauze-covered lanterns hanging along thecorridor to swing as though shivering from the twelfth month’s chill.The sky was dirty like an uncleanable dishrag, crumpled up then spread outover people’s heads. The moon and stars hid themselves completely, stingilyrefusing to share their glimmers of light.No ISBN number, no description available, and one need read it to find out what it is about. Question: What is it like being married to a scumbag? Chu Yu: Every year I spend over three hundred days thinking about getting a divorce, every month I spend thirty days thinking about how to kill him, and every day I spend twenty-four hours thinking about boxing his ears.