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One of the last decade's ten most influential books in China this internationally acclaimed novel by one of the mainland's most important contemporary writers provides an unflinching portrait of life under Chairman MaoA cart pusher in a silk mill Xu Sanguan augments his meager salary with regular visits to the local blood chie. Twelve times a hopeTwelve times a pleaTwelve times the letter ‘O’ Thirty five yuan a stackTwelve times it flowedThe blood of a patriarchWhat would you do if money ran through your veins The resource of currency was within you and as you breathe the stench of poverty the crimson wealth mocked your deplorable life What if the final hope of a venerable survival sailed in the profound metallic waves of warm blood Would you like Xu Sanguan let the crimson money flow into the cold exteriors of a beaker or let it darken within the emaciated carcass of life “Is it true that people who sell their blood are really healthy” The white puffy cocoons are meticulously sorted out with nimble fingers and then the high uality ones are boiled in water for several minutes examining their subtle watery swirls After the cocoons have been taken out of the water a shiny dissecting needle is tenderly pierced picking up the silken strands as it is uniformly reeled around a pencil or related object The reeled silk is then packed into small bundles and shipped to numerous silk factories Blood was Sanguan’s silk The robust needle released the dainty silken threads from Sanguan’s veins as the splendour of life reeled into the comatose bottles The crimson silk was pulled out from the socio political cocoon of adversity Blood was Sanguan’s sole wealth his solitary path to becoming an honourable manMedically blood is termed to be a fluid that transports oxygen and nutrients to the cells and removes waste matter from the same cells Humanly Sanguan’s blood stayed true to its responsibility too It imparted oxygen to the collapsing lives around him and eradicated the sualor of destitution Although blood selling is conventionally illegal in China yet for decades the country has witnessed the proliferation of blood selling black markets mushrooming in every corner of the country especially its countryside thus compensating excess currency for blood China considers blood selling as a societal failure There have been genuine cases till date that expose the underbelly of blood marketing and the despondency of poverty ridden families A societal failure is that the ultimate inference What sort of circumstances led to this bloody chaos Did the government even bother to investigate the root cause of this blood selling commotion Or then as always turned a blind eye to the festering poverty An impoverished life that has been robbed till the last crumb of sustainable resources yet advised to be resilient how will it feed the hungry stomach When the political elites indulge in pompous propaganda about their country attaining the top rung of the socio economic ladder do the government even bother to glance at those who still dwell in the sualor of the lowest rung For a humble simple cart pusher at a silk factory who slowly disintegrated encumbering in the infinite shadows of poverty blood was the ever growing “money tree” The energy that came from blood was valuable than the one which came from the muscle The “sweat money” that arrived from toiling the fields was able to merely diminish the pangs of starvation On the other hand the “blood money” bestowed the luxury of affording a wife and buying a house Blood had become precious than a bumper crop in the impecunious existence of the rural areasWhen poverty spews venom into the land annihilating the crops and dependent lives the human body is the solitary hope for a dignified survival Villages ravaged by extreme poverty lands being snatched by existing hypocritical governmental policies and the ironical fate of human dignity muddled amid socio political pandemonium; poverty had even passed through the corridors of the city For Xu Sanguan and the numerous rural folks blood became their lone possession something that they essentially owned and would not be snatched or demolished by their country elites Blood was like that “water well” which never ran dry and could always uench the thirst of the needy Readers of this book may not agree to the ways of Xu Sanguan but in a land where one witnesses his children howl with hunger the bones of his loved ones protruding from their shriveled skin the very symbol of a robust patriarch fading helplessly in an impecunious abyss and when life around you crumbles into the circling sphere of despair one is compelled with desperation to look for indescribable resolutions Only when one reaches to the edge of desolation one tries to find a way back to safety Blood safeguarded Xu Sanguan and his family and thus he was not ashamed of its usage Blood restored reverence and dignity in Sanguan’s life and where money failed it was those several bowls of blood that remunerated dignity binding the fragments of a collapsing life simultaneously “My dad used to tell me when I was little that your blood is passed down from your ancestors You can sell fried dough sell a house sell off your land but can never sell your bloodSelling your blood is like selling your ancestors” Were Xu Yulan’s accusations of Sanguan selling his ancestors accurate Was the act of selling blood insulting to one’s ancestors In what way did Sanguan become a criminal when his blood saved the cherished lives of his descendants Did Sanguan commit a sin when he sold his blood so that his children could for once take pleasure in slurping hot noodles rather than starving themselves on watery corn flour gruel Was Sanguan immoral when his ‘ blood money’ bought rice and meat to his hapless wife as she stood in the blazing sun malnourished and crouched under the heaviness of being publicly labelled as a prostitute Did Sanguan really offend his ancestors when he became a symbol of a sincere patriarch by taking care and saving his family from the most adverse circumstancesYu Hua’s dark humour The Chronicle of Blood Merchant primarily revolves around the trials and tribulations of Xu Sanguan his wife Xu Yulan and three sons Yile Erle and Sanle as the family endures a changing Chinese Society through the political storms of The Great Leap Forward and the Cultural Revolution; where blood was made as watery as the corn flour gruel to nourish a famished existence and maturity was not gained through the growth of life but by the loss of itThe ostentatious big character posters that were plastered on every street corner during the Mao dominant Cultural Revolution era fascinated Yu Hua and were the source of his literary aspirations Yu Hua once said “This is the earliest genuine literature I read On the street in front of big character posters I began to like literature” Resembling an artistic satirical poster Yu Hua’s novel stays faithful to its titular plot In the course of Sanguan’s resilient journey Yu Hua articulates the element of critical realism through literary depictions of social changes highlighting diverse themes of family acceptance resilience sacrifice and impoverished survival Xu Sanguan’s affectionate acceptance of Yile during the tussle stuck between nature and nurture; Xu Yulan’s makeover from the exuisite “Fried Dough ueen” to an industrious wife who vigilantly calculated every ‘fen’ that entered her home; Sanguan’s sons who faced their own internal conflicts while surviving in external adversities and Sanguan’s vital sacrifice of his own blood for the well being of his family The hospital plays a crucial role in the deciding factor of the novel as it becomes a sort of a heavenly sanctuary for Xu Sanguan where he finds a breathing space from every merciless and sadistic calamity Yu Hua’s characters explode bursting through the printed words becoming animated through their sorrows and epigrammatic happiness binding all individualistic characters into a family as a sturdy principal unit One can hear the poignant song of Sanguan’s blood as it trickles into the highly hung bottle; the fragrance of juicy braised pork that Sanguan’s cooks through his mouth painfully stings the heart; Yile’s copious tears that fly through the streets Xu Yulan’s public and personal defamation and the whimpers of impoverished populace pleading the Blood Chief Li to help them make money; generate a few heart wrenching moments Through the web of wispy threads reeled out from the cottony gloves the echo of melancholic survival bathed in red gold “All I want is fried pork livers and yellow rice wine” The gains of nationalistic fervor the vivid socialist dreams the communist farce of euality; all these agendas are non existent in an ordinary life A common man who toils from daybreak to sunset does not care about the bickering of politics; all he cares is about bringing ample food to the table and see his children grow in a liberated world of contentment He wants his country to flourish but fears the persecution of his family’s well being All Xu Sanguan desired was to breathe a blissful life with Xu Yulan and his three sons All Genlong wanted was to marry his beloved woman and the rural folk in China yearned to provide a healthier life for their kin For men whose foreign language skills were restricted to couple alphabets relating to varied blood groups A AB O B the felonie

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许三观卖血记F His visits become lethally freuent as he struggles to provide for his wife and three sons at the height of the Cultural Revolution Shattered to discover that his favorite son was actually born of a liaison between his wife and a neighbor he suffers his greatest indignity while his wife is publicly scorned as a prostitute Alt. The title promises a grand epic but the novel turns out to be the simple tale of a silk factory worker Sanguan his wife the Dough ueen and his three sons one of whom Yile turns out not to be his son at allThere is an appealing naievity about the characters The three friends who before they sell blood drink ten bowls of water to make the blood go further The subseuent meal where a hearty thump on the table and a roared order of fried pig's liver with two glasses of yellow rice wine are a signal to the waiter that these are people used to eating in a restaurant The wife who publicly and noisily berates her husband for his human failings The neighbours who flock to listen to and add commentaries to street arguments by the Dough ueen and her son's father and his wifeYet the sweet simplicity of the characters hides some dark undercurrents The torment of the little boy Yile searching for paternal acknowledgment Yile's distress at being excluded when the rest of the family are treated by Sanguan to a meal of hot noodles and the Dough ueen's daily disgrace when she is paraded for public vilification by the proponents of the cultural revolution who needed the negative example of a prostitute In the end though the book sends a message of redemption as Sanguan risks his health selling blood to get medical treatment for the son he once refused to buy noodles for The wife who continually bemoaned her marital lot develops a genuine love for her husband and when his blood is turned down by the local hospital and he responds by weeping in despair leads him gently by the arm to the local restaurant and orders pigs liver for him The three boys grow up get married get jobs and turn out well despite their parentsReally well written and despite its simplicity it packs a powerful punch For days after reading it I walked down our tree lined street in Shanghai examining the elderly people lounging round street tables and wondered how they fared in the cultural revolution Not a topic one broaches here though so I'll never know

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许三观卖血记 Summary ¸ 0 ´ ➯ 许三观卖血记 Read ➸ Author Yu Hua – Helpyouantib.co.uk One of the last decade's ten most influential books in China this internationally acclaimed novel by one of the mainland's most important contemporary writers provides an unflinching portrait of life One of the last decade's ten most iHough the poverty and betrayals of Mao's regime have drained him Xu Sanguan ultimately finds strength in the blood ties of his family With rare emotional intensity grippingly raw descriptions of place and time and clear eyed compassion Yu Hua gives us a stunning tapestry of human life in the grave particulars of one man's days. She's like a broken pot that's not afraid of shattering and I'm a dead pig who no longer minds that the water's coming to a boilI read Yu's To Live a while back and loved it and am finally getting read to digging into his other works This is another fantastic moving disturbing and hilarious novel about the hapless Xu Sanguan the blood merchant of the title Without giving anything away because you're a fool if you don't read it and you know that I will paste big character posters about you all over the neighborhood if you don't I can describe this as a story about Sanguan a well meaning dude his dough making wife Yulan who slept with another dude just before they got married and their kids Don't get all excited by those stupid obligatory cover blurbs that must accompany every translation of every Chinese novel describing them as sweeping historical narratives with thinly veiled and critical symbolism Yeah the Xus live through some shit that happened in China over the last 50 years but its mere backdrop This is just the story of a broken tormented family their recurring woes and the downright humanism with which they approach each otherI was surprised to read that Yu got a lot of shit from critics for abandoning his avant garde style of his early years and moving towards what I would call naturalist Zola type novels Good for him