Excerpt of The Bridegroom by Ha Jin
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Huping grinned like an imbecile. "So people still think I'm a tiger-fighter?"
"Yes, they do," I said and turned my head away. Beyond the double-paned window, the yard was clear and white. A group of children were building a snowman, his neck encircled by an orange scarf. Their mouths puffed out warm air, and their shouts rose like sparrows' twitterings. They wore their coats unbuttoned. They looked happy.
Huping stroked his stubbly chin and grinned again. "Well," he said, "I am a tiger-killer."
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