
Official Mourning
by Chen Yulong
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When Wu Jiusheng walked into the township compound with his luggage, he was catching up with the township cadre meeting. Everyone stopped in his tracks and stared at Wu Jiusheng, who was suddenly flustered in his steps and panicked in his heart. Wu Jiusheng lowered his head and stumbled on a small stone under his feet. He almost fell down and the luggage load hit someone. Wu Jiusheng raised his head suddenly, and the man said kindly: Xiao Wu, come to work. He casually took over the burden from Wu Jiusheng's shoulders. Wu Jiusheng called Master Jin softly and followed him into the township cafeteria. I heard someone behind me say: What a pity, you are so young. The weather in August is hot. After walking a lot of mountain roads, his clothes were already soaked with sweat. In addition to the nervousness just now, the sweat on Wu Jiusheng's face and body popped out like mushrooms. Master Jin pulled him under the electric fan and said, "It's hot today. Take off your long coat quickly to cool down."
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