"A woman like that is fine to look at, but if you marry her, she'd be like a young mistress—can't cook, can't do housework, all delicate and fragile. She probably can't even bear children—what use is she?"
I am dead. The gossiping women in this novel deserve their own chapter. They are absolutely vicious, and the author writes them with such specificity that I can hear their voices in my head. The way they circle around Bai Xiaotong's reputation, the way they compare her to Hu Xiulan, the way they discuss marriageability like she's livestock at a market — it's brutal and completely authentic to that factory community setting.
And Lu Ling's dialogue is just perfect. Short. Sharp. "Scram!" "Get the hell out of here!" He doesn't waste words. Every line he speaks tells you exactly who he is — rough around the edges, no patience for nonsense, but also protective in his own gruff way.
The narrative voice itself is interesting because it's doing double duty. On the surface, it's telling a straightforward story about a woman who messed up a scheme. But underneath, there's this constant awareness that Bai Xiaotong is operating with knowledge the other characters don't have. When the narration says she was "mentally cursing their ancestors" while hiding in the corner, that's such a specific, vivid detail that makes you feel like you're right there with her.
Zhang Wenwen's dialogue is also great — she's the best friend who genuinely cares but also doesn't understand what's actually happening. Her frustration when Bai Xiaotong won't explain feels real, not manufactured.