[The Experiences of a High School Girl] Author: Chunjiang Baifan

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Author: Chunjiang Baifan
Word Count: 20,000
(I)
Amidst the swirling snow, five sleds sped along the snow-covered road, each carrying two or three
young men from the poor peasants' group. They all wore newly distributed large leather hats and cotton-padded jackets and trousers. Several
carried rifles they had just dug out of the landlord's cellar. A red
flag was tied to the lead sled. They had set off from Gudianzi on the east side of the river to "sweep the market" at Huapichang. Excited, they
paid no heed to the biting snow, their eyes shining.
The land reform had progressed to the "cutting and digging movement," and the distribution of the landlords' and rich peasants' wealth further fueled the masses' fighting spirit
. The wealthy villagers had already divided up their gold, silver, grain, livestock, furniture, and clothing. To more
thoroughly dismantle the feudal system, they went to other villages to seize more wealth. There was no fear of severing ties with relatives or acquaintances
; this was called "sweeping the halls," and it was, of course, a matter of striking first.
Yu Xiaosan, the bold and decisive leader of the poor peasants' group in Gudianzi, was a bachelor who had wandered the countryside for many years. He had long
coveted the wealthy families in Huapichang. When the work team sent by the county mentioned the opportunity to seize wealth in other villages,
Huapichang was the first place he headed. Deep down, besides the grand mansions of the wealthy families,
he also coveted several of the landlords' beautiful concubines. This was a very important
"treasure" that his village lacked.
The home of Jiang Dashan, the richest man in Huapichang, had already been ransacked. The courtyard, hall,
livestock pen, and outhouse were all dug up so badly that it was difficult to walk, and even two walls of the large tiled house had been demolished. What still made his family
significantly wealthier than other poor families was their firewood stack, so the kang (
heated brick bed) in the still-living houses was kept warm. It wasn't cold at all. This was perhaps
a small act of kindness from the village's poor peasant association towards this wealthy man who had always provided free medical care and run a village school.
Jiang the Great Philanthropist and his wife had already been taken to the village office by the Huapi Factory's poor peasant association. Only his two
sons, a concubine, and a daughter remained at home. Now, his concubine and daughter were lying side-by-side on
the kang in the east wing of the backyard, recovering from their injuries. They had been tortured two days ago during the "digging for floating wealth," their buttocks were badly injured, and they dared not wear trousers
, lying naked on the kang, groaning.
Jiang Dashanren's concubine was bought from a theatrical troupe in Jilin City. She was originally a female warrior (Daomadan) performer
, named Hua Xiuying, only twenty-one years old. She still enjoyed taking a horse-drawn carriage to the city to watch plays after joining the Jiang family; Yu
Xiaosan had met her there when he was working odd jobs in the village. Although not exceptionally beautiful, she still
possessed the allure of an actress, naturally arousing the lustful desires of a bachelor like Yu Xiaosan.
Jiang Dashanren's only daughter was named Jiang Yuyao, only seventeen years old, a student at Jilin City No. 2 Middle School. This school
was originally a prestigious girls' high school in Manchukuo. Many students from this school followed the New Seventh
Army of the Central Committee to Changchun, while others joined the Communist army for revolution. Most students, like Jiang Yuyao, couldn't continue
their studies and returned home. However, she returned home just in time for the land reform movement, and was doomed. She was born to Jiang Dashanren's first wife
, and like her birth mother, she was exceptionally beautiful and deeply favored by Jiang Dashanren. But in this tumultuous revolutionary
movement, her beauty only brought her more harm.
The village's poor peasants' association was digging for hidden wealth. Because the Jiang family, including the philanthropist, were old and couldn't withstand torture, they initially
followed the usual practice of stripping their two sons naked, tying their arms to a carrying pole,
and beating them—a show for the elderly couple. They began by gradually seizing their buried and transferred wealth. The day before yesterday, the final
assault began. Jiang Yuyao and her stepmother finally couldn't escape their fate; they were also stripped naked, hung from the rafters,
and whipped mercilessly on their bare buttocks. The stepmother, unable to endure the torture, confessed to a batch of jewelry she had secretly buried.
Jiang Yuyao couldn't confess anything and suffered even harsher beatings than her stepmother. It was her father who couldn't bear to see her tortured
and confessed to a batch of silver dollars buried in the woods outside the village. Only then did the torture stop.
The torture took place in the village office's main building. The philanthropist Jiang and his wife stood on the kang 　　(a heated brick bed) watching the two women being beaten on the ground
. Because the kang was heated inside, the two women, though naked, could withstand the cold. After the beating, they were given a cotton-padded coat, cotton-padded trousers, and shoes, and then carried home. Two of their 　　farmhands were still living in their house, and they heated the kang in the east wing of the backyard before finally settling the two women down. 　　Their original clothes had been taken away at the beginning of the distribution of the spoils; the kangqin ( 　　a small cabinet with multiple doors placed on the kang) and the kanggui (a large cabinet with an open top placed against the wall), along with all 　　the clothes inside, had been taken to the threshing ground and divided up. Therefore, they only had the clothes they were wearing left. 　　Hua Xiuying also kept a pair of cotton-padded shoes. Jiang Yuyao fared even worse. Her white rubber-soled sneakers, which she often wore at school, 　　were considered unlucky during the distribution of loot. Nobody wanted them, so they were given to her to wear, and 　　her original fur-lined leather boots were given away instead. So, when she was carried home from the village office, 　　she was barefoot, wearing only her thin white sneakers, carried back through the snow. 　　Because their buttocks had been severely beaten, neither Hua Xiuying nor Jiang Yuyao dared to wear cotton-padded trousers anymore, only wearing a small 　　cotton-padded jacket, lying on the kang (heated brick bed) with only an old straw mat left. Their bedding had also been taken to the threshing ground and distributed by the poor peasants' association. Both 　　of their buttocks were discolored from the beatings. Two days later, the welts on Hua Xiuying's buttocks and thighs turned into varying shades of 　　bluish-purple, interspersed with yellowish skin. Jiang Yuyao's entire buttocks and upper thighs became a continuous 　　, gruesome liver color. 　　They had no means of treating their injuries, so they could only grit their teeth and gently rub the wounds, trying to loosen the bruises, but 　　to no avail. Fortunately, the poor peasants' association still respected the policy and didn't cut off their firewood or food. 　　Of the three maids who originally worked for her family, two had run away, and one had slept on the same kang (heated brick bed) with the "foreman" (the lead laborer) who was still living in her house 　　, and no longer came to serve them. For the past two days, Hua Xiuying had been forcing herself to cook some sorghum porridge for 　　the remaining four people to fill their stomachs. But Jiang Yuyao only drank some rice water and couldn't eat more than a few grains; she simply couldn't get used to sorghum 　　. 　　When the five sleds that came to sweep the place from the Gudianzi rushed into the Huapi Factory, the local poor peasants' association had already received instructions from the county.

There was no conflict. The local poor peasants' association was already reveling in the fruits of their victory in plundering the wealth of the three richest families and
didn't mind the "class brothers" from the outlying villages coming to get a share. In fact, they probably wouldn't get much more
. So the head and deputy head of the poor peasants' association came out to greet the "sweeping party." They shook hands with Yu Xiaosan, took the initiative
to introduce the three rich families, and led them into the Jiang family compound first, to start with the richest family.
The third and fourth sons of the Jiang family, one twenty and the other eighteen, who had already been beaten black and blue, heard that
a group of armed "red-bearded" men had come. They hurriedly wrapped themselves in cotton-padded coats and trousers—because after being tortured, they
had no inner clothes or underwear, only their bare cotton-padded coats and trousers. And what was even worse than the female family members
was that, to prevent them from escaping, even their cotton-padded shoes had been confiscated. They ran barefoot to the front yard, knelt down before the "red-bearded" men
, and trembled with fear.
Of course, no matter how tremblingly they professed their obedience to the poor peasants, swearing oaths and crying out that there
was no more money to be found, they were still swarmed into the spacious main room in the backyard, stripped naked as usual, their arms tied with carrying poles, and
tortured again. The beating continued until the fourth brother finally couldn't endure it any longer and revealed the location where his eldest brother, a colonel in the Central Army during the liberation
, had buried a pistol and fifty rounds of ammunition for his father. This became
the first victory for the poor peasants' militia in Gudianzi, making the two local militia leaders seething with anger, but helpless
.
Next, the group stormed into the east wing. Two women had already hurriedly put on their trousers and stood on the edge of the kang (heated
brick bed), heads bowed, trembling, awaiting their inescapable fate. Yu Xiaosan's eyes first fell on
Hua Xiuying with her long, shiny black hair, and his heart stirred. But his attention was immediately drawn to the white Hercules shoes worn by Jiang Yuyao. He
had seen young female athletes with bare arms and legs, wearing these white shoes, while working odd jobs in Xinjing (Changchun was called by the Japanese during the Manchukuo period)
. Their youthful beauty had left an unforgettable impression on him.
So when he saw these shoes, he trembled as if electrocuted. Although the shoes were worn, they
were still very eye-catching against the backdrop of his maroon padded jacket and black cotton trousers! From the shoes, his gaze swept upwards to Jiang Yuyao
's handsome face with bangs and short hair, and he completely forgot about Hua Xiuying. He immediately decided that no matter
what, his first priority today was to get his hands on this girl.
However, he would start with Hua Xiuying. He stripped this "actress" with her alluring eyes naked, tied her
up tightly with hemp rope, and made her two full breasts bulge even more. He then put
a rope through her back and hung her high from the rafters, her feet more than a foot off the ground. Hua Xiuying soon began to scream in pain.
Yu Xiaosan glanced at her buttocks and thighs, clicking his tongue repeatedly, "This little wench's lower body has been beaten too
badly, I can't bear to hit her anymore!" He then ordered his men to bring a bundle of incense sticks they had prepared beforehand, picked out two sticks,
lit them with a match, blew on them to make them burn brighter, and held them in front of Hua Xiuying, saying, "See this? If you don't confess your treasure, I'll
burn your breasts with these!" Hua Xiuying shook her head violently, crying out, "No! No! Don't burn me! Don't!"
But Yu Xiaosan triumphantly lit the incense sticks, after blowing off the ash, below her two breasts, causing her to scream even louder. She twisted
her body and kicked her bare feet wildly. The young men all laughed.
Under the repeated burning of the incense sticks, Hua Xiuying couldn't take it anymore and urinated all over the floor! Finally, she confessed to
the few gold coins and twenty silver dollars she had taken with her when she planned to escape. She kept changing locations, finally hiding
behind a loose brick on the kang (a heated brick bed). Her ropes and bindings were loosened, and she lay sprawled on the ground,
naked, being molested by several young men from the poor peasant group, utterly humiliated.
When it was Jiang Yuyao's turn, she was also stripped naked and stood on the ground. Yu Xiaosan didn't rush to torture her;
instead, he greedily examined her slender, well-proportioned body, savoring her shy and timid expression. He first greedily picked up her white Hercules
shoes, carefully examining these shoes that had captivated him, then touched her swollen, purple buttocks, saying, "Oh
dear, can your ass take another beating? I think it would be better to give it another slap with these rubber soles; surely
it won't break the skin and bleed."
As he touched her buttocks, her already flushed face turned even redder, even her neck was bright red. Yu
Xiaosan used his index finger to hook her chin, forcing her to lift her head. He asked, "Have you ever slept with a man?"
She was mortified and shook her head vigorously. Yu Xiaosan carefully observed her two curved
eyebrows pressed against her brow bone, then examined her smooth, white lower abdomen and tightly closed vulva. He pinched her two breasts, their
areolas pink and nipples like grapes, and rubbed them for a while.
Yu Xiaosan thought she was still a virgin and laughed, saying, "Not bad, not bad! Truly original." He then grabbed
her hair, pulled her to the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), pressed her upper body onto the kang, her buttocks sticking up to the edge, and
began slapping her swollen, discolored buttocks with the sole of his rubber shoe.
*Slap! Slap! Slap!*
He swung his arm, calmly and deliberately ravaging her swollen, discolored
buttocks, which were smaller and more alluring than Hua Xiuying's. Jiang Yuyao, this pampered young lady, couldn't withstand a beating at all; 　　she screamed the moment she was hit. She
writhed and twisted her bottom incessantly, her bare feet kicking in all sorts of ways. This excited the group of young men watching, who cheered and shouted, drowning out her soft cries of pain. It was truly a mass celebration! 　　The poor girl's bottom had been ravaged once more; her face was covered in tears and snot, unable to utter a single word. 　　She pleaded, "Grandpa! I'm in school, I don't know anything about my family. Even if you beat me to death, I can't say 　　where any valuables are hidden! Please spare me! I beg you!" 　　Yu Xiaosan had his fill of tormenting her buttocks, then lightly touched them, saying, "Oh 　　dear, it's a little hard to hit your buttocks like this! But you won't confess anything, how can I spare you?" So 　　he changed the method of torture—using bamboo chopsticks to clamp her fingers, a torture 　　method used in the old yamen to interrogate female prisoners. 　　Jiang Yuyao knelt on the ground, her hands clasped together, as Yu Xiaosan used five chopsticks to clamp the base of four pairs of her fingers, 　　gripping the ends of the chopsticks tightly with his hands, forcefully clamping her eight fingers. As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, especially for 　　a delicate girl like her. Jiang Yuyao was in excruciating pain, howling like a pig being slaughtered, "Heavens—let me die!"

"You've got to be right—!" She peed all over the floor. Her body arched back and forth, then slumped down. She shook her head wildly, covered in sweat,
her face a sallow yellow from the pain.
Afraid she'd die, Yu Xiaosan loosened his grip, letting her catch her breath. He pressed her, "Now you know how serious it is, right?
If you don't talk, I'll keep squeezing you! I won't let you die! I'll make you suffer!"
Jiang Yuyao sobbed between breathless sobs; "55555—I really, I didn't know there was anything valuable
…5555—I only knew…my, my father buried a jar of Shaoxing wine, a gift from someone, under the lilac tree in the backyard when I was born
, to be opened when I got married. 555555—That's not valuable
at all."
555555… “
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaosan directed his men to check the yard. Several areas in the backyard had already been dug, but the area under the lilac tree remained untouched
. They hurriedly dug away the frozen soil and, sure enough, found a jar of Shaoxing wine sealed in mud. Underneath the jar were a pair of
phoenix-shaped gold hairpins! Presumably, they were meant to add a touch of elegance to his precious daughter's wedding.
Yu Xiaosan took the phoenix hairpins and went back into the house to Jiang Yuyao, who was still groaning on the ground, boasting, “Look
how valuable this is! It's worth many times more than the gold ornaments your stepmother confessed to!” Jiang Yuyao glanced at them and hurriedly said,
“My father only told me about the buried wine; I really don’t know anything else! Please forgive me! I really don’t know
anything!” She got up and kowtowed repeatedly to Yu Xiaosan, then circled around and kowtowed to the group of poor peasants in the room.
Having obtained guns, gold jewelry, and silver dollars from Jiang Dashan's family, this gang of "sweepers" then targeted
two other wealthy households. One, Hu Damao, was a village head during the Manchukuo era. He had three concubines but
no sons, only three daughters, one of whom was a sixteen-year-old unmarried. The other, Tian
Da Pangzi, had a fourteen-year-old daughter and an eight-year-old son. From Hu Damao's youngest concubine
, they extracted several property deeds in Jilin, and from another concubine, they extracted what was also her last
remaining possession—gold coins and silver dollars. As for other items, because the "real" landlords themselves and their wives were under
the supervision of the local poor peasants' association, they couldn't extract much more. What the two leaders of the poor peasants' association in the village didn't expect
was that the class brothers from Gudianzi, before leaving, proposed that because of the exploitation by the landlords, many poor
men in their village were still unable to find wives and remained bachelors. They argued that the landlords of Huapichang had so many concubines and young women,
and that these should be distributed among the class brothers from Gudianzi. They specifically requested Jiang Yuyao and Hu Damabang's two concubines, and
Tian Dapangzi's daughter. These women were actually the most attractive among the concubines. He also left
room for maneuver, not taking them all at once. The poor peasants' association from Huapichang hadn't even considered distributing concubines and young women yet, so this
gave them a new perspective, and they didn't object too much, agreeing to let the class brothers from Gudianzi take the women away. They even
generously provided four cotton quilts, wrapping the four women, whose underwear had already been confiscated, in cotton-padded jackets and trousers
to prevent them from getting sick from the cold while riding the sled in the wind and snow. As they were about to depart, the head of the poor peasants' group at Huapi Factory, though 　　feeling a pang of regret
that such a beauty as Jiang Yuyao had been snatched away by Gudianzi, suddenly felt a surge of excitement upon seeing that the five sleds were still empty. He waved his hand, ordering his class 　　brothers to load the sleds with the firewood from the three wealthy men. Each sled was fully loaded, carrying with it 　　the revolutionary camaraderie of the Huapi Factory class brothers, and they returned victoriously to Gudianzi. 　　(II) 　　Jiang Yuyao, wrapped in a cotton quilt, was pulled by a sled to the completely unfamiliar Gudianzi, and naturally became 　　the prize that Yu Xiaosan, the number one hero of the land reform in this village, deserved. Yu Xiaosan had already moved into the best house in the village— 　　the detached house of the small rich man Luo Jiahai. But compared to her own home, it was like heaven and earth. 　　Since Jiang Yuyao had been taken by Yu Xiaosan, he knew to cherish her and did not immediately intend to marry her. Instead 　　, he spent half a month recuperating at his home. Once the bruises on his fingers, buttocks, and thighs had faded, he and 　　the other members of his poor peasant group had a feast before consummating their marriage. 　　Yu Xiaosan's family consisted of his mother, Zhang, who was over fifty, and a younger sister, Yu Xiaohua, a year younger than Jiang Yuyao. 　　Although they were dressed respectably in clothes and shoes provided by the wealthy man, their manners still betrayed 　　the unsophisticated nature of poor people. Seeing that Yu Xiaosan had married the pampered daughter of a wealthy family, they feared she wouldn't settle down in the household and wouldn't be able to lower 　　herself, so they tried every means to subdue her and make her obey their every whim. Jiang Yuyao, in this situation, 　　had no choice but to submit to their control. 　　First, regarding clothing, Xiaohua took a liking to the maroon cotton-padded jacket and black cotton-padded trousers that Jiang Yuyao had brought. After the marriage, she 　　traded her own very rustic floral cotton-padded jacket and trousers for them. In the freezing cold, they wouldn't give her cotton-padded shoes, forcing her to wear 　　those white canvas shoes barefoot. She was made to go to the yard to fetch firewood; her shoes would get soaked from stepping in the snow, and they would 　　n't dry no matter how long she stayed indoors. 　　As for food and drink, any rice, flour, or meat she had had to give to Xiao San and her mother-in-law first. She had to stand on the ground 　　and wait until all three of them had finished eating before she could eat a cold flatbread, leftover cornbread, some scraps of soup, and pickled vegetables, barely enough to fill 　　her stomach. 　　She had to learn every household chore from scratch. She had some basic needlework 　　skills, having taken lessons in that area at girls' school; everything else was a complete novice. If she didn't do something right, she was guaranteed 　　a beating. When Xiao San wasn't home, her mother-in-law would call Xiao Hua to beat her. When Xiao San was home, her mother-in-law would have Xiao San beat her. 　　As for her mother-in-law slapping her, hitting her forehead, pulling her ears, and twisting her neck anytime and anywhere, that was 　　commonplace. Another form of punishment was kneeling: forced to kneel on the threshold. Sometimes, half a brick had to be placed on her head. 　　As for Yu Xiaosan, he was incredibly lewd. Sometimes, even in broad daylight, if he felt the urge, he'd immediately start having sex. 　　It didn't necessarily have to be on the bed; he'd go wherever he could. Moreover, when he worked odd jobs in the city, he'd frequented brothels 　　and knew a little about the prostitutes' sex techniques, so he made Jiang Yuyao learn them one by one. If she didn't do it to his liking, 　　he'd beat her. Therefore, he not only beat Jiang Yuyao for mistakes in housework, but his mother 　　would also beat her when she was angry with her, and even beat her when he wasn't satisfied with sex with her. 　　Because a gun was fired at Jiang Dashan's house, the "good man's" mask was torn off, and he was sent to Wula Street for a public trial.

She was executed at the meeting. The 32-year-old concubine, after suffering torture and rape, was given to the head of the Du family and
committed suicide by throwing herself into a well. Jiang Yuyao, swept out of the house, had no one to rely on and could only endure hardship at Yu Xiaosan's house.
Spring arrived in the blink of an eye; the snow melted, and the muddy roads of the village dried quickly in the spring breeze.
Early one morning, Jiang Yuyao was beaten because the firewood she was carrying was a little damp, and burning it filled the house with smoke. Her mother-in-law ordered her 　　to kneel in front of the kang (heated brick
bed) in the east room where she slept with Yu Xiaosan, 　　and called Yu Xiaosan to beat her. The floor in this house, even the inner room, wasn't paved with bricks. Wearing white canvas shoes, Jiang Yuyao knelt on the ground, habitually pressing her toes to the ground to avoid soiling her white canvas shoes. Yu Xiaosan skillfully took off 　　one of her shoes, rolled down her trousers, and began to beat her bare buttocks with a gust of wind. 　　*Slap! Slap! Slap!* *Smack!* ... 　　Jiang Yuyao, as was her habit, twisted her waist, swaying her buttocks from side to side on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), her two small, clenched fists 　　alternately pounding the kang mat, pitifully crying out, "Grandpa! Don't hit me anymore—! I won't do it again! I 　　'll change! 555555..." Yu Xiaosan had come to enjoy spanking her bare buttocks with the soles of his rubber shoes. 　　Listening to the sound of the soles hitting flesh and her pitiful cries, while watching her two round buttocks twist and turn, 　　had become a fetish of his. So, after spanking for a while, he would stop, touch her red and hot buttocks with his hands, 　　examine them carefully, massage them for a while, and then spank them again. 　　Because she was often spanked during sex, Jiang Yuyao had become accustomed to vaginal discharge when spanked, 　　generating sexual arousal. And the reaction was particularly strong when her bare buttocks were spanked with the soles of rubber shoes. Soon, 　　the edge of the kang was wet. Her nostrils flared, and she began to pant slightly. Yu Xiaosan, who was hitting her, quickly noticed 　　her unusual behavior. He immediately pulled down his pants, inserted his erect penis into her vagina, and began to pound into her. 　　He even used the sole of his white Hercules shoe to slap her cheeks, affectionately scolding, "You shameless 　　little bitch! Your slutty ass gets aroused with just a slap—you're not allowed to call me grandpa anymore, or I'll beat your slutty 　　ass to a pulp! You have to call me dear good brother, you hear me?" Jiang Yuyao, panting, cried out, "Dear, dear, 　　good, good brother, brother! I'll change! I'll listen to you completely—!" She responded to his 　　violent thrusting and kneading beneath him. 　　Finally, after they both pulled up their pants and lifted the curtain to go to the outer room, they were met with their sister-in-law's disdainful gaze 　　. Jiang Yuyao was even given a good beating by her mother-in-law, who scolded her, "You little vixen! You're being beaten and still trying to seduce men! 　　Kneel on the doorstep and don't eat breakfast!" She was punished by kneeling until they had all finished breakfast before she was told to get up 　　and wash the dishes, prepare pig feed, and then fetch water from the well. She couldn't get a moment's rest. It wasn't until lunchtime, after serving them 　　their meal, that she was allowed to eat a cornbread. She drank half a bowl of cold soup. 　　Yu Xiaosan, who had become the village secretary, went out on errands that afternoon. Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law were taking a nap in the west room, while 　　she was ordered to learn how to sew shoe soles. She sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) by the window, laboriously pricking the soles with an awl and pulling hard 　　on the hemp thread. This mechanical and tedious work fueled her drowsiness, and soon she slumped in the corner and fell asleep. 　　When her mother-in-law and sister-in-law woke up and found her still asleep, they 　　seized the opportunity to punish her, having caught her "lazy." So, Jiang Yuyao was stripped down to only a bib she had sewn herself, kneeling on the threshold, 　　waiting for Yu Xiaohua to beat her. Yu Xiaohua took a small whip used for driving donkeys and ran it over Jiang Yuyao's smooth back, 　　saying, "I'll save this bottom for my brother to beat. I won't beat your bottom, I'll beat your back." She then 　　swung the whip across Jiang Yuyao's fair back. 　　The flesh on her back wasn't as thick as on her buttocks, so the whipping felt much more stinging and painful than a beating on the buttocks. Each 　　lash left a red welt, and Yuyao writhed in pain, crying out, "Ouch! It hurts so much! 　　I won't do it again! 55555... I'll change!" 　　Her mother-in-law, meanwhile, took the unfinished shoe soles and slapped her cheeks, slowly and deliberately, left and right, 　　scolding her as she did so: "You eat the food of the Yu family, so you have to do our work properly! You need to correct your rich man 　　's bad habits. You keep saying you won't do it again, you keep changing, but you always fall back into your old ways! You get 　　beaten again and again, but you never learn. -- Xiaohua, hit her harder!" 　　The mother and daughter thoroughly humiliated Yuyao. Yuyao's knees were so sore from the doorstep that she could only use her 　　hands to support herself on the ground to ease the pain, and finally, she kowtowed to them like a pestle, begging for mercy. 　　Yu Xiaohua finally got tired of beating her, so she was allowed to put on her clothes and go with her to the livestock pen to chop grass 　　. After chopping grass, she was sent to chop firewood. After chopping firewood, she had to feed the pigs, making her run around in circles despite the whip marks on her back. She was so tired that her body felt 　　like it was about to fall apart, but she dared not rest for a moment. Only after Yu Xiaosan returned and she served dinner to the mother and her two children 　　was she allowed to eat two bowls of cornmeal porridge, ending her day of "reform." 　　But at night, she suffered new hardships. Yu Xiaosan noticed the red marks on her back and, during intercourse, did not 　　want her to lie on her back. He made her learn a position he had learned from a brothel, called "inverted candle," where 　　she would straddle him. She was completely unaccustomed to this position and did not know how to satisfy Yu Xiaosan sexually. This 　　angered Yu Xiaosan, so she knelt on the kang (a heated brick bed) and was beaten with rubber-soled shoes, her bare buttocks exposed. It wasn't until she 　　slapped him repeatedly with the sole of her shoe, and then, following Yu Xiaosan's instructions, bounced her body up and down and swayed like a millstone, 　　that Yu Xiaosan was somewhat satisfied when they resumed intercourse. But by the time Yu Xiaosan was satisfied and she could go to sleep, it was already past midnight. 　　(III) 　　In the blink of an eye, it was time for spring plowing and planting. Yu Xiaosan wasn't good at farm work, but as the Party Secretary, someone came to 　　help him turn the soil, deliver manure, and sow seeds. However, when it came to thinning the seedlings, the old woman led Xiaohua and Yuyao to the fields, and Yuyao 　　had to learn farm work again. Fortunately, it was just thinning seedlings and weeding with a hand hoe, not hard work. But the old woman wanted to humiliate her, 　　forbidding her to squat and forcing her to work bent over. She also made her and Xiaohua each work on one row. Xiaohua had done this work before, so of 　　course she worked faster than her, and said that she was deliberately dawdling and trying to be lazy, so she grabbed her hair, dragged her to the edge of the field, and gave her a beating! 　　Xiao Hua had already learned how her brother spanked Yu Yao. He made Yu Yao take off one shoe, 　　stand barefoot on the ground, bend over, hold her calves with both hands, and stick her butt out so he could hit her with the sole of his rubber shoe.

After a few strokes, feeling that hitting her through her cotton-padded trousers wasn't enough, she unbuckled her belt, pulled down her trousers , and
hit her only in her underpants.
She hit her again, still feeling unsatisfied, so she pulled off the underpants she had sewn herself, hitting her naked buttocks. This
was the first time Yuyao had been hit naked in broad daylight. Although the people working in the neighboring fields weren't around
, she was still mortified, her neck turning bright red, tears streaming down her face. She dared not resist, only pitifully pleading in a low voice:
"I won't do it again, I'll change, I'll change! Good sister, I'll learn from you, I won't do it again, please forgive me!"
She was afraid of attracting more attention and causing even greater embarrassment.
Xiaohua didn't intend to be excessively abusive towards Yuyao; after all, they were both young women, and Xiaohua always
felt some sympathy and pity for Yuyao. Besides, Yuyao could teach her to make fashionable clothes and help her with hairstyles she didn't know
. She hit Yuyao purely to show her power, to demonstrate her superior status in the family. So after
a while, seeing Yuyao constantly giving in, they stopped hitting her.
They continued working, but Yuyao was afraid of being beaten again if she was slow, so she panicked. In her panic, she made a mistake, accidentally weeding out
several corn seedlings that should have been kept. She tried to cover them up with soil, but after finishing one row, she
looked back and saw that the corn seedlings with broken roots had wilted.
Her mother-in-law noticed, grabbed her hair, and slapped her repeatedly across the face.说：
「你存的什么心？把苗都间没了，还用土培着。你是不愿意嫁到我们小户人家来，
想要叫俺家收不上粮食，吃不上饭哪？你一个地主闺女，使这种阴招破坏生产！
是不是想报复呀？小花过来！给我好生教训教训这个一肚子坏水的屄娘养的
小妖精！「
于是，江玉瑶又被拉到地头，这一次干脆逼她脱下棉裤，依然是两手扶着小
腿梁大弯腰站着，脱了一只鞋，内裤腿到膝部，光着屁股又捱胶皮鞋底叭叭地揍！
玉瑶又是念叨着「再不敢了，我改我改的嗑儿，」痛哭流涕求饶。一直打到
两片屁股通红发紫了，才放她起来，穿上棉裤，继续干活。
傍晌，她们母女俩人回家去吃午饭，把玉瑶留在地里，说是不锄完这块地，
不准回家。
Jiang Yuyao was left alone in the fields, the spring sunshine already quite warm. Looking into the distance, no
one else was working in the fields; the houses and trees of the village cast a purplish-brown shadow in the distance.
A gentle spring breeze caressed her forehead, and she finally had a rare opportunity to enjoy
the caress of nature in springtime.
Although her stomach was rumbling with hunger, she felt a sense of liberation. Of course, she knew that if she didn't finish the
work assigned to her, she would be beaten when she got home. However, this was the first time since she entered the Yu family that she was acting alone without supervision,
so she naturally felt relaxed. Ignoring the lingering pain in her buttocks from the two beatings, she squatted between the rows and began thinning
seedlings, loosening the soil, and weeding.
Because the girls' high school had gardening classes, she had done this work a few times in the school garden. She
had also worked with a hand hoe for half a day that morning, so she was becoming more skilled. Plus, she could squat down instead of constantly bending over, and
although her buttocks hurt, it was much more comfortable, so she progressed faster and faster. She was extremely careful to ensure quality, afraid
that the mother and daughter would find fault with her work during their inspection. So she kept a tight rein on the pace, not working too fast.
Just then, an old farmer with white hair walked by the field, stirring up memories of her own white-haired father. Her father
was her closest relative, the one who had cared for her so tenderly. But when Yu Xiaosan told her
the news of his execution at the public trial in Wula Street, she hadn't dared shed a single tear. She feared that crying for the dead landlord
would bring her a vicious beating. Only today, alone, could she finally cry freely, for her
father, and for herself!
With this cry, tears flowed like a dam breaking, soaking into the soil she had just loosened with her hoe, some even landing on
the uppers of her white canvas shoes. She knew from school that white canvas shoes would get very dirty if they got dirty again.
Although Yu Xiaosan had insisted she wear these white shoes, in her heart, they were a symbol of mourning for her elderly father.
Naturally, she didn't want them to get dirty. So she took them off and laid them out to dry in the sun, continuing to thin the seedlings barefoot.
After a while, she picked up the shoes, saw they were dry, brushed the mud off her soles, and put
them back on. These shoes reminded her of her high school days with a boy from Jilin City No. 1 High School. His name was Hu Chong,
the only son of Hu Yidao, a famous Western medicine doctor in Jilin. They met at a badminton tournament. Afterwards, they often met
to play badminton in the park. She always wore a red shirt, blue pants, white socks, and white shoes, while he always wore a white shirt, white pants, white socks, and white shoes; in
everyone's eyes, they were an ideal couple. They promised to go to Shenyang to study medicine after graduation.
But then the situation changed. Hu Chong, along with his uncle who was a battalion commander in the New Seventh Army, became a second lieutenant adjutant, wearing a brand-
new military uniform, to say goodbye to her. She recalled the scene and regretted not having offered herself to him then. Her cherished
virginity had only earned her the brutal violation of the peasant. Tears streamed down her face again. Afraid of wetting
her shoes, she quickly wiped away her tears and stopped crying.
She continued thinning the seedlings, her legs aching from squatting, so she knelt and moved step by step. But because of her sore bottom, she dared not
sit down. When the sun was still high, she had finished thinning the seedlings in one plot by herself. She
rested, half-kneeling, half-sitting, leaning against the earthen embankment. When Xiaohua came to check, she was about to scold her for slacking off again, but
seeing that the entire plot was thinned and the quality was good, she smiled and praised her a few times, then pulled her home. Upon seeing
Yu Xiaosan, she said, "My sister-in-law did a great job today. She finished thinning the corn seedlings in the field all by herself this afternoon.
She did a very efficient job!"
Yu Xiaosan then touched her rosy cheeks and said proudly, "Good! Only after you've been trained in my family
to be skilled in both kang (heated brick bed) and field work will you be worthy of being my good wife." She even rewarded her with a white steamed bun at dinner.
That night, Yu Xiaosan had a meeting to discuss supporting the war effort in Changchun. He didn't return home until very late. Yu Yao, having worked in the fields all day
, couldn't wait any longer and went to sleep. As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. When Yu Xiaosan returned home, she was dreaming
that Hu Chong, wearing a military uniform, came to see her. She didn't know when, but the blue stripes on the cuffs of his uniform had been replaced with yellow stripes. On his shoulders...
Instead, a plum blossom was placed on the head of the school. Overjoyed, she hugged Hu Chong, calling out, "Brother Chong! Brother Chong!" Unbeknownst
to her, a sudden sexual urge caused her to gush with vaginal fluid…
Yu Xiaosan, having barely managed to hold back until the meeting ended and rushing home, was thinking of doing *that* with Yu Yao. He ran to the bed and
quickly took off his clothes. Staring at her pretty face, his crotch was already bulging! He saw her in her sleep,
her eyes half-closed, her mouth agape, calling out "Brother Chong—Brother Chong—" Yu Xiaosan
froze. He pulled back the covers and immediately discovered that the triangular hem of the red undergarment he had stipulated she should only wear while sleeping
was already soaked. Turning her over, he saw the mattress beneath her was even more wet.
Clearly, this was the result of Yu Yao's passionate encounter with this "Brother Chong" in her sleep! Yu Xiaosan was furious! Grabbing
Yu Yao's hair, which he had just stirred awake, he shook her head violently, demanding, "Shameless thing!
Who is Chong Ge? Who is Chong Ge? You were selling your cunt in your dreams! Who is your Chong Ge? Tell me!!" When Yu Yao came to her senses
, she knew something terrible had happened. The large puddle of vaginal fluid on the mattress was undeniable evidence.
And Yu Xiaosan had overheard her calling "Chong Ge" in her dream. This time, Yu Xiaosan wasn't just using the sole of his white sneakers to spank her
. He grabbed a rope, tied her wrists together, dragged Yu Yao, who was only wearing a bib, off the bed, and
hung her on the doorframe. He found a small leather whip for driving a donkey and began to carefully torture her naked body, striking her left and right.
Crack!
"Who is Chong Ge?"
Slap!
"Who is Chong Ge?"
Crack!
"If you don't tell the truth, I'll beat you to death, you filthy bitch!"
Slap!
"Will you talk or not?!"
Red welts erupted on her back, causing her to writhe in pain. She had no choice but to confess that "Brother Chong" was named
Hu Chong, a male high school student she met in Jilin City. Further questioning revealed that if she were to mention Hu Chong joining the Kuomintang army
, the situation would become even more serious. She only managed to stammer out details about how she met Hu Chong, how they played badminton together, and
how they prepared for university entrance exams together. When Yu Xiaosan asked about Hu Chong's current whereabouts, she only claimed that the chaos of war meant she
didn't know.
Jiang Yuyao screamed and sobbed as Yu Xiaosan beat her, waking her mother-in-law and Xiaohua.
Seeing the soaked bedding, they were furious with Yuyao, saying she was "physically present but mentally absent," and didn't want to
live a good life with Yu Xiaosan. They also insisted on further interrogating Yuyao. So, they brought over a long bench,
tied Yu Yao, whose body was covered in whip marks, to it around the waist, and had Yu Xiaosan swing a carrying pole to beat Yu Yao's already
injured buttocks and thighs. Yu Yao screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
Yu Xiaosan said that Jiang Yu Yao's older brother was a Kuomintang officer, currently in Shenyang, quite far away, and couldn't
come to rescue her. He added that many wealthy young men from Jilin City had followed the Kuomintang army to Changchun, which was closer,
and Jiang Yu Yao dreamed of Hu Chong; perhaps he had also joined the Kuomintang army, hoping he would come to rescue her? Now, Jiang
Yu Yao was even more terrified, enduring the torture without confessing. Yu Xiaosan, also afraid of further injury to Jiang Yu Yao, seeing her swollen
buttocks and thighs, couldn't continue. He untied Yu Yao from the bench, took a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and tried to torture Yu
Yao's fingers.
Yu Yao had already been tortured by Yu Xiaosan at the birch bark factory, so she knew how powerful the finger-crushing was. Before she could be tortured again, she
confessed everything.
Yu Xiaosan said, "I know, all these days you've been with me, you're still hoping your sweetheart will come to
rescue you! My family can't tolerate a rich young lady like you. I'm divorcing you now and sending you back to the birch bark factory so
the poor peasants' association there can struggle against you. That's the proper way!"
(IV)
There was a famous Guandi Temple in Gudianzi. After liberation, the Guandi statue was smashed and it was converted into the headquarters of the poor peasants' association.
There was a large platform at the entrance of the temple, where operas could be performed. Now, the revolutionary court of the poor peasants' association was set up on the
platform.
The news that a public trial of Jiang Yu Yao was to be held spread quickly. Everyone wanted to see this famous and
beautiful woman being publicly tried. As soon as it was light, people from all the surrounding villages gathered under the platform in front of the temple, and soon
a large, dark mass of people had gathered.
On the platform outside the temple gate, three trial tables were set up. The two on either side were placed diagonally in a V-shape.
The audience below murmured that this was the same arrangement of the court cases in the opera "Three Courts Joint Trial," and that there was bound to be a good show.
When the sun shone into the temple gate, the three judges filed out. The presiding judge was Deputy County
Magistrate Luo, who was from the county and wore a military uniform without collar insignia and glasses. One of the jurors was the militia captain of Gudianzi, and the other
was the Party branch secretary, Yu Xiaosan. After they were seated, eight more strong young men came out and stood on both sides.
The two closest to the judges leaned on bamboo boards made from carrying poles, while the other six leaned on fire-and-water
sticks painted red and black. They looked quite imposing. The bespectacled county magistrate slammed his gavel and shouted, "Bring the female prisoner Jiang Yuyao
up!" And so the show began.
Jiang Yuyao was pushed out of the temple gate by two militiamen carrying rifles. After being
driven out of Yu Xiaosan's house, she had been kept in a side room of the Guandi Temple for three days, where she was put in a large wooden cangue specially made for her.
Two slips of paper were pasted on the cangue, one saying "Landlord's son" and the other "Adulterous criminal Jiang Yuyao."
For the convenience of the trial, she had been stripped naked, leaving only the red bib she had made herself,
and her feet were still wearing the faded wagons. Because she was only wearing the bib, her slender and curvaceous
body was completely exposed, and coupled with her haggard but still pretty face, she gave the audience a strong
shock and immediately caused a commotion.
She was taken to the front of the trial and kicked hard in the knees by the militiamen, causing her to kneel on the square bricks of the platform. After she gave her name and
age, the bespectacled county magistrate asked, "Were you still calling out your lover's name in your sleep, spilling your cum all over the
bed? Huh?!" He immediately had a militiaman
display the stained mattress as evidence to the audience, causing an uproar.
Jiang Yuyao could only whisper "Yes," remembering how Yu Xiaosan had been fucking her day and night, causing her
to have such a humiliating dream after just one night without sex. Tears streamed down her face. The bespectacled county magistrate slammed his hand on the table.
He roared, "Shameless thing! Dreaming of committing adultery with some wild man! First, slap her forty times, then drag her
away and give her twenty more lashes!"
Thus, in the revolutionary court of the 20th century, the scene of cruel torture of female prisoners in the Qing Dynasty government offices was reenacted
. Jiang Yuyao, kneeling before the trial in shackles, had her head grabbed by the hair by a militiaman, preventing her from turning her head. Another
militiaman removed her two white rubber shoes, one in each hand, and
began slapping her delicate cheeks repeatedly. As he slapped her, he cursed, "What are you crying for? You lowlife who dreams of selling your body! Are you being wronged? This is
what you deserve!" He mercilessly slapped her tear-streaked face, making a crisp, clear sound.
The excited audience below counted in unison: "Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two..."
Jiang Yuyao, dizzy from the beating, didn't even have time to cry out in pain; she could only gasp for breath with her small mouth open. Her pretty face quickly became red and swollen, and
when she was dragged to the table for examination after the beating, her beauty was enhanced.
Then, Yuyao was dragged by the militia to the edge of the platform, facing downwards, and forced to lie face down on the platform in shackles. Two militiamen
used "water and fire sticks" crossed to press down on her waist, while another held her ankles and straightened her legs. The other two
then used large bamboo boards, made from a carrying pole, to alternately and brutally beat her bare buttocks and thighs.
Yuyao's hands were shackled, and the heavy wooden shackles weighing over thirty pounds made it difficult for her to turn her upper body. Her waist and legs
were also pressed tightly, leaving her only able to endure the brutal beatings on her buttocks. Below the stage, some murmured, "This is called 'Mandarin Duck Strike,'
it's really fierce. This slut's ass is going to be bruised and battered. Her injuries from being beaten by Yu Xiaosan three days ago haven't healed yet, how can she withstand
such a beating?" After twenty strokes, her thighs, already covered in bluish-yellow bruises, were now covered with raised red
welts, and the edges of two of the welts were already oozing blood, forming horrible gashes!
She was sweating profusely from the pain, her buttocks twisting wildly with each slap, habitually crying out,
"I won't do it again—! I'll change—!" Her cries grew more and more pitiful, but the onlookers all thought she deserved it
, that she deserved to be beaten until her slutty ass was bruised and battered.
After enduring the blows to her buttocks, she was dragged to the table and interrogated by the militia captain about her affair: "When did you and Hu Chong
start having an affair, and how many times did you sleep together?" Yu Yao's buttocks and thighs burned with pain, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably
. She hurriedly protested, "No, no! I haven't slept with Hu, Hu Chong—!"
The militia captain slammed his gavel and shouted, "You wretched shrew! You dream of sleeping with Hu Chong, and
you still dare to deny it? Put her in the cangue! Put her in the cangue!"
The two militiamen carrying out the execution crossed their water-and-fire sticks on the platform, placed her two bare ankles
between the sticks, and each held the top of one stick, pressing down hard. Yu Yao immediately screamed in pain:
"Ouch—!" Her body arched upwards and then slumped downwards, helplessly twisting the cangue. Immediately, other militiamen
came to hold her cangue, stopping her struggles. The laughter and strange cheers from below drowned out Yu Yao's screams.
After a while of this torture, the captain waved his hand to stop and asked, "Now you know how severe the criminal law of the Revolutionary Court is
, right? Why don't you confess the truth?" Yu Yao was covered in sweat from the pain, and the beads of sweat on her bare back glistened in the sunlight.
She still shouted, "I really didn't sleep with Hu Chong! I'm innocent!"
The militia captain slammed his gavel again and shouted, "According to Secretary Yu Xiaosan's accusation,
you didn't bleed when you married Secretary Yu, which means you're no longer a virgin! If you didn't sleep with Hu Chong, then which wild man
did you sleep with? Speak!"
The truth was that on the night of Jiang Yu Yao's wedding, Yu Xiaosan and his sworn brothers ate and drank to their hearts' content,
and they all got drunk and went on a wild rampage in the bridal chamber. Yu Xiaosan, wanting to demonstrate his "loyalty,"
allowed his cronies to wantonly molest and play with Jiang Yuyao. Completely drunk, he allowed more than
one of his sworn brothers to gang rape her.
Yuyao had never experienced anything like this before. In the darkness, she couldn't tell who had started it, and she knew that
confessing would only lead to more brutal torture. While she hesitated, she was clamped between two legs,
screaming in pain, unable to breathe, and immediately urinated, the urine spilling from her bare thighs onto the platform, causing the audience below
to laugh and shout with excitement!
Yuyao finally managed to catch her breath and yelled, "Stop clamping me! I'll confess everything!" Her head slumped,
and she fainted from the pain!
After being revived by splashing cold water, Yuyao only begged to be spared further torture; she would confess to anything they wanted. First, she admitted
to having an affair with Hu Chong while attending a girls' high school in Jilin. Then, she claimed that the various sexual positions taught by Yu Xiaosan
were used during her adultery with Hu Chong. In the end, she admitted to having adultery with Hu Chong more than thirty times. A perfectly innocent
high school girl was thus falsely accused of being a prostitute.
Although the militia captain was the leader of the wedding night pranks, since she had smeared him so heavily
, their crime of gang-raping a virgin was naturally wiped clean. He slammed
his gavel again, shouting, "Shameless little whore! Drag her away and give her twenty more lashes!" Poor
Yuyao! Once again, she was dragged to the edge of the platform, facing the audience, and forced to lie face down on the brick floor.
Her buttocks and thighs, already beaten, were once again subjected to the ravaging of the bamboo paddle! Exhausted and utterly broken by repeated torture
, she could hardly withstand the brutal beatings. After less than ten strokes, amidst the
clamor of the audience counting, her head slumped, and she fainted. But the judge wouldn't let her go. He ordered the militia
to revive her with buckets of cold water, then poured two more buckets on her battered buttocks and thighs,
continuing the beating! She no longer had the strength to cry out in pain; with each stroke, she only let out a mournful groan, her almost naked
body twitching weakly. After twenty strokes, her buttocks and thighs were swollen and bleeding,
with more than ten cuts!
At this moment, Yu Xiaosan stood up, walked to the edge of the platform, pointed at Jiang Yuyao who was lying face down on the brick floor, groaning in pain, and said:
"That vile, filthy woman! I didn't see her ugly nature back then; I was only attracted by her beauty and married her. I
fell for the landlord class's honey trap, which preys on the poor and farm laborers. I lost my revolutionary stance. Now I declare to everyone, young and old
, that I have completely severed all ties with this bastard! I, Yu Xiaosan, am determined to carry on the revolution to the end!"
Finally, the bespectacled county magistrate asked Jiang Yuyao, who was trembling in pain and lying prostrate before the table, "
Are you hoping that Hu Chong will bring Chiang Kai-shek's army to rescue you, hoping that the Kuomintang will return, hoping for a change of regime?" Although Jiang Yuyao
was already somewhat delirious, she still understood that this was a very crucial question and hesitated, unable to answer.
The bespectacled county magistrate slammed his gavel: "Tell the truth! If you don't, have me tortured!"
Jiang Yuyao knew she couldn't withstand the torture any longer. With a determined look, she tossed her hair and roared at the county magistrate
, "Yes! I hope for a change of regime! I hate you, I hate you all! You destroyed my home, killed my father, and ruined
me! I hate you beasts to death! Kill me! I will haunt you even as a ghost! I will settle accounts with you! I will take my revenge!!" The
bespectacled county magistrate did not get angry at Jiang Yuyao's heartfelt confession. He stood up
and raised his voice to the audience, saying, "Fellow villagers, did you all hear that? This is what this landlord's son really thinks!
The landlord class, though overthrown, still exists, and their hearts are not dead. We must never forget that they still want to change the world. Currently
, Chiang Kai-shek's army still has over 100,000 troops besieged in Changchun, and hundreds of thousands more in Shenyang to the south. Only by actively
supporting the front lines, enthusiastically joining the army, and liberating the entire Northeast as soon as possible can we protect the fruits of our land reform movement
and ensure that the remnants of the landlord class can never change the world!"
He then said to Jiang Yuyao, "We won't execute you. We'll keep you as a living example for the revolutionary masses. We
will also reform your thinking, transform you, and help you become a new person. As long as you repent and accept
the supervision of the poor peasants and hired laborers, work hard, and reform your heart, there is a way out." Then, on behalf of the revolutionary court, he sentenced
Jiang Yuyao to half a month in cangue, one hundred strokes of the cane, and to be sent to Huapi Factory for supervision and reform by the poor peasant association.
Amidst the chanting of slogans, Jiang Yuyao was sent back to the Guandi Temple.
Poor thing, not only were her buttocks and thighs badly beaten, bleeding profusely, but her ankles were also
injured by the cangue, making it difficult for her to walk. Therefore, after being fitted with shoes, she couldn't stand up, carrying the heavy wooden yoke.
Two militiamen carried her, dragging her feet on the brick floor, into the temple.
The bespectacled county magistrate then summoned Hu Damabang's two concubines, whom he had taken from the birch bark factory with Jiang Yuyao, and Tian Da Pangzi
's daughter to the platform. He assigned them tasks, stipulating that they would take turns
delivering prison food to Jiang Yuyao for half a month. Moreover, one of Hu Damabang's concubines, originally a maid, was skilled in needlework; she was to
make Jiang Yuyao a set of prison clothes out of red cloth. She was also to embroider a large "淫" (yin, meaning lewdness) character on the front and back with white thread, so that Jiang Yuyao
would remember her crimes while wearing these clothes. They were also instructed to persuade her to serve her sentence honestly, and if she attempted suicide
, they would be held responsible.
(V)
During the half-month that Yuyao was punished with cangue, she was kept in a side room of the Guandi Temple, where she suffered greatly!
First, let me describe the three great hardships of imprisonment: The first hardship was having to wear a heavy wooden cangue weighing about thirty pounds day and night. She had already suffered
severe torture and was covered in injuries, and having to carry the heavy cangue was like adding insult to injury. Her buttocks were bruised and she couldn't sit; the cangue was
long and wide, so she couldn't lie down. Her hands were nailed to the cangue, and she had to be fed and helped to relieve herself.
The edges of the newly made cangue neck holes were rough, and when she was tortured in court, her neck was rubbed raw, and even the slightest touch was excruciatingly painful!
The second hardship was that because her buttocks were bruised and battered, she was not allowed to wear pants and had to be naked all day long. She
was no longer concerned about making a fool of herself, but since it wasn't summer yet and the nights were still chilly, she often
shivered from the cold.
The third hardship was the most unspeakable—because all the men in the village were lusting after her beauty, and now that she had publicly confessed to being a
prostitute, every night at dusk, men lined up outside the Guandi Temple to have sex with her. Because she was in shackles and couldn't lie on her back
to be fucked, she was forced to be fucked in a doggy-style position. Sometimes she had to be fucked eight or nine times a night.
This had two advantages: first, no one wanted to have sex with her bloodied buttocks. So
, on the afternoon of her trial, the militia guarding her gave her some
medicine they'd somehow acquired from the Qing Dynasty government offices—a medicine that was supposed to detoxify and promote tissue regeneration, and it worked remarkably well. In less than three days, her buttocks and thighs were almost completely healed
, saving her a lot of suffering.
Moreover, when she was later given the severe beating, the executioner was more careful not to inflict bleeding, which was not necessarily
a bad thing for her. And every night, someone would snuggle up to her, making her breathless, which at least
lessened her exposure to the cold.
As for the suffering of the cangue: every day at dawn, she had to be dragged out of the temple gate to kneel on the platform. Because the cangue was quite
heavy, she usually had to kneel for two hours before returning to the temple to rest. So, she was usually brought out to kneel twice in the morning and
three times in the afternoon. Upon emerging, she had to kneel upright, announcing, "I am Jiang Yuyao, the adulterer, who even in my dreams
was violated by a wild man, leaving my bed soaked with lustful fluids!" Beside her lay the mattress used as evidence of her crime. She was subjected to ridicule and scorn. She
wore a garment with the word "adultery" on the front and back. Initially, if she didn't kneel upright, she would be whipped. Later
, the militia guards who were watching over her realized that she really couldn't stand upright to carry the heavy cangue, so they forced her to hunch over, even
sitting on her heels.
For the second beating, the militia came up with a new trick: they placed her worn-out, filthy white
slippers beside her. Anyone who came to see her humiliated in the cangue could grab them and slap her several times.
They forced her to shout while being beaten, "I'm not human!" "I'm a little bitch!" "I'm a slut!"
"I'm shameless!" This caused her to be beaten until she was in tears every day, her cheeks swollen and red.
Then there was the suffering of the final beatings. Although the sentence was one hundred strokes of the cane, because forty
strokes had already been given during the public trial, she only needed to receive twenty strokes every five days. All were carried out at "noon four-quarters" (a traditional Chinese unit of time). At that time
, people from dozens of miles away would come to watch the spectacle. To ensure a better view for the audience, she was laid
on a bench during the beatings, no longer held down. Her upper body was restrained by a large wooden cangue, her trousers were pulled down below her knees, and
the back of her shirt was lifted up, tied to the bench around her waist with a hemp rope. This allowed the bamboo paddles to be swung and used to beat her bare buttocks
and thighs with abandon. No matter how she twisted her body or swung her legs, it only excited the audience more, not helped her
escape the torture of the bamboo paddles.
The second beating added a new element: before the beating of her buttocks, a new technique was added...
Forty slaps to the face with rubber-soled shoes. And while being slapped, she had to "introduce herself": "I am Jiang Yuyao!"
"I am a big slut!" etc., using vulgar language to humiliate herself. After the beating, she had to take off her pants and throw
them beside her, letting everyone see her bruised buttocks and thighs, placing the rubber-soled shoes next to her pants as
a shameful mark of being a "big slut."
Although the militia later agreed not to beat her buttocks and thighs until they bled, each twenty slaps
was hard to endure, especially since she also had to be raped that day; the pain was truly indescribable!
What supported Yuyao through so much suffering and getting through these days of hardship was Tian Shulan, the daughter of the fat man Tian, who brought her food
. She not only brought her food on her designated days but also visited her on other days.
She genuinely sympathized with Jiang Yuyao, whom she had once idolized, and tried her best to protect her in this state
. The meals prepared for her were carefully chosen from what her family could afford, made so that she could be fed while wearing the shackles.
They also combed her hair, washed her face, applied medicine to the chafed areas on her neck and wrists, and wrapped them with
clean old cloths she had brought. They even brought her a pair of old cloth shoes with straps for her to wear.
She patiently comforted her older sister, telling her about the consequences of her own suicide. Yuyao,
of course, couldn't bear to implicate her two remaining brothers and the three women, Tian Shulan and the others, who shared the same fate. After all,
the days in the shackles were numbered; the suffering was already unbearable in Yuyao's family—she was beaten and scolded every day, and raped
several times every night. So she gritted her teeth and endured it, waiting for the day she could return to the birch bark factory and see her brothers again.
Finally, the day arrived—the last twenty strokes of the cane, and she was to be released and sent on her journey. She wore the red cloth shirt with the word "lewdness" on it that she hadn't
taken off for over ten days, along with red cloth trousers and shoddy, grayish-black
slippers. Carrying the heavy cangue, she came to the platform outside the temple gate and knelt before the dark mass of people. To her right
lay the quilt still stained with her "sex fluids." Her shoes had been removed and placed on
the brick ground to her left. The militiamen guarding her wouldn't allow her to lower her head, wanting the audience to clearly see the
"big tattered shoe" on the cangue, clearly displaying her crime.
At noon, the militia captain gave a commanding order, and two militiamen, each holding one of her
shoes, slapped her hard across the face, left and right. While beating her, they made her confess and admit her guilt. After
forty slaps, she was dragged to a bench behind her, forced to lie face down, her trousers pulled up to her calves, her hem lifted
, and a rope tied around her waist, to endure the final twenty slaps.
"Eleven!" "Twelve!" "Thirteen!" "Fourteen!" The audience below the stage loudly counted
the number of strokes Yu Yao was receiving. Today's flogging was particularly harsh and slow, because after Yu Yao was flogging her, she would be sent to
the birch bark factory, no longer a place where the men of Gudianzi No. 7 could freely have their way with her. Therefore, the militiamen administering the punishment had no scruples,
determined to make her buttocks bleed from the twenty strokes.
Poor Yu Yao screamed wildly with each stroke, sweat pouring from her forehead and
cascading down her back. Soon she was drenched in sweat, her thighs soaking the bench…
"I won't do it again—!" "I'll change—!" she habitually cried out these two
pleas for mercy, but they did nothing to move the executioner's heart of stone. After the twenty strokes, her buttocks, which had been healing for over ten days,
were once again bleeding, eliciting cheers from the audience.
After the beating, her pants were ripped off, leaving her naked from the waist down, and she was forced to kneel as a public spectacle.
She was made to kneel until the bleeding from the lacerations on her buttocks and thighs stopped, only then were she allowed to wear bright red prison trousers and
the old cloth shoes Tian Shulan had given her. Two militiamen carrying cannons were assigned to escort her back to Huapi Factory. Her pair of white canvas
shoes were tied together with shoelaces and hung behind her neck, resting on the cangue as a symbol of shame.
Frankly, walking these twenty-odd li was far more arduous than the journey of Su San. First, this cangue
was much heavier than the previous "walking cangue." Second, having just been beaten with bamboo cangues, the
lacerations on her trousers felt like being ripped out of flesh. But if she didn't walk, the militiamen would poke her with their rifle butts, forcing her to continue walking step by step with great difficulty. After walking
three or four li, it gradually grew dark, and the people who had followed the escort team to watch the modern-day Su San's journey dispersed
. They arrived at the railway line connecting Changchun and Jilin.
They had to climb over the railway embankment, and despite enduring many rifle butts, Yuyao still couldn't climb up
. The militiamen had to help her across. Yuyao begged the militiamen escorting her to remove her shackles so she could walk faster. The young man said, "Removing
the shackles isn't difficult, but what will you give us in return?" Desperate, Yuyao cried, "Good brother! Just remove the shackles,
I'll do anything!"
They finally arrived at Qiaotun when it was completely dark. Only two or three houses in this small village still had lights on. The militiamen knocked on
the door of one of the houses on the edge of the village. It turned out to be a relatively well-off middle peasant family. The elderly couple were terrified when they saw the militiamen with guns and a
young woman carrying a shackle. Hearing that they only wanted lodging, they dared not refuse. They hurriedly gave up
their heated room and moved to a side room. Soon after, they heated up some food on the stove and brought it to the inner room
to entertain the "officers." A large pot of hot water was boiled for their use.
The two militiamen then asked for tools to remove the shackles. They were given an axe and a chisel, and told
to leave quickly and not to come back to investigate any further. The militiamen obediently returned to their room.
The two militiamen, seeing Yuyao kneeling on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), resting with the front of the shackles resting on the edge, were eager to have sex with
her. They hurriedly ate their food and then, with clanging and banging, pried open
the shackles that Yuyao had worn for half a month without removing them. While they soaked their feet in hot water, they fed Yuyao, saying, "You need to rest up and get enough
strength. You must take good care of us, Da Hui'er!" Yuyao knew, of course, that she couldn't escape being fucked again that night
. Thinking of returning to Huapi Factory, where she would likely be fucked by thousands every night, tears streamed down her face.
The older, unshaven militiaman sneered at him, "What's wrong? You dream of
being fucked by some pretty boy who'll become an officer, and you're all gushing over this. We want to fuck you, and you're crying? What kind of thinking is that? You
'll only be truly transformed and reborn if the poor peasants fuck you!"
The younger one then picked up the tattered shoe he'd taken from her neck and slapped her across the face with the rubber sole.
He said, "You have to greet us men with a smile, understand? If you keep looking like that, we'll put the shackles back on you!"
While beating her, he said to the older man, "Make this slut's face red, like a female opera singer
, that'll look good, it'll be refreshing!"
Yuyao, of course, dared not cry anymore, silently enduring the slaps to her cheeks from the soles of her shoes, which she was already used to. And
very obediently, she asked the two militiamen, "Brother, Uncle, when are you going to fuck me? I'll get on the bed now!" She
carefully took off her prison trousers. Looking back at her buttocks, which were bruised in several places, she saw that because of
the constant rubbing from her trousers while walking, the scabs hadn't healed and were still oozing blood and yellow fluid.
The two militiamen clearly didn't like the doggy-style sex position. The bearded one got on the bed first, pressing Yuyao
straight up on the bed, her bruised buttocks and thighs pressed against the mat, causing her to scream in pain. The
experienced militiaman instructed her to place her legs on his shoulders, thus lifting her buttocks off the mat. He
then began to thrust impatiently.
He proudly said, "My little darling, see how much I love you? Now your buttocks won't hurt anymore, right? Do a good job,
make Grandpa comfortable, and tomorrow I won't put the shackles on you. Grandpa's word is law!"
Poor Yuyao was gang-raped five times that night by the two militiamen. Although her buttocks and thighs weren't pressed against the mat,
the violent pulling and rubbing during the rape inevitably aggravated her wounds, causing excruciating pain! It was truly unbearable suffering,
like going to hell! The commotion in one room was terrifying, and the elderly couple in the other room listened in fear, but
dared not approach, only sighing.
The next day, when they set off, neither militiaman wanted to carry the two shackles for Yuyao, and since they both had their own carrying
poles, they made Yuyao carry them herself. No matter how she carried it, it was inconvenient to walk, so Yuyao begged the two men to re-
nail it on for her. She was still on the road wearing the shackles. So, removing the shackles only meant the two militiamen could have their way with her.
Yuyao had been severely beaten the day before and was being escorted without rest. The tear in her trousers had
caused inflammation from chafing. Another night of being raped aggravated the wound, making the inflammation even worse! Having to carry the shackles all the way
was incredibly painful! But driven by the butt of the rifle, she had no choice but to walk; it was far more unbearable than being tortured in court
. These ten-odd miles left her dizzy, sweating profusely, and her vision blurring. She wished she were dead
.
But as the familiar outline of the birch bark factory began to come into view, she noticed that more and more people were gathering by the roadside to watch the spectacle . She didn't know what kind of torture 　　and abuse
the poor peasants' association there would prepare for her when she arrived at the birch bark factory .
A thousand thoughts surged within her. As she walked, all she could see were those two tattered white Hercules shoes
swaying slightly on the yoke. Finally, after the butt of the rifle struck her back once more, she collapsed by the roadside, completely unconscious
.
...
(VI)
When Yu Yao woke up again, she saw Hu Chong, whom she had been longing for day and night! And Hu Chong was actually wearing
the uniform of the "Northeast People's Liberation Army." She wondered if she was still dreaming when she woke up.
However, this was not a dream. Hu Chong had finally rescued her from Huapi Factory and sent her
to the hospital run by his father, Hu Yidao, in Jilin City.
Because she had been gang-raped by two militiamen all night on the way to Huapi Factory, her
injuries from the beating had flared up, and she was unconscious when she arrived at Huapi Factory. She was exempted from the "deterrence beating" and struggle
sessions prepared for her by the poor peasants' association at Huapi Factory. She was sent to the dilapidated thatched house where her two older brothers lived, thrown on the kang (a heated brick bed), and left to live or die.
It turned out that in March of that year, Jilin City was occupied by the Northeast People's Liberation Army
, which had been renamed from the Northeast People's Self-Defense Army. Hu Yidao, because his hospital couldn't be moved, stayed in Jilin City. He was renowned for his surgical skills, and
after the PLA's arrival, many military personnel sought his treatment. A deputy commander of a column from Shandong not only
had a new gunshot wound treated by him, but also had shrapnel removed from his body from the anti-Japanese war. Therefore, he was insisted upon to
serve as an advisor to the frontline hospital during the siege of Changchun, and a special American Jeep with a driver was assigned to him.
Hu Chong served in the New Seventh Army in Changchun for a while, but seeing the situation was unfavorable, he disguised himself as a merchant, slipped through the checkpoint
, and returned to Jilin City. He became an assistant in Hu Yidao's hospital, thus becoming a PLA soldier again, and even donning
a four-pocket cadre uniform.
Of course, he couldn't forget his first love, Jiang Yuyao, and had sent people to Huapichang to inquire about her whereabouts. At that time,
Yuyao was being publicly displayed in cangue at Guyianzi. Upon hearing this news, Hu Chong was heartbroken. He had even disguised himself as a peasant
and gone to Gudianzi to see Yu Yao being flogged, and he had even seen
the puddle of urine that Yu Yao had shed in her sleep for him. He was truly infatuated and utterly distraught!
After finding out the date Yu Yao was to be sent back to Huapishi, he devised a daring plan: he found a
friend who could drive, and a male nurse from Hu Yidao's unit. This nurse already had a Liberation Army uniform,
and he also got a set for the driver. The three of them secretly drove the jeep assigned to his father into Huapishi
, specifically looking for Jiang Yu Yao.
The poor peasants' group had never seen such a display and asked which unit they belonged to. They impersonated the Jilin City
Public Security Bureau, saying that Jiang Yu Yao was colluding with Chiang Kai-shek's troops in Changchun and was a female spy, and that they needed to take her back to Jilin City for interrogation.
They then stuffed the still unconscious Yu Yao into the jeep and drove off.
And so, Yu Yao was rescued and taken to Hu Yidao's hospital in Jilin City.
She and Hu Chong were reunited. Her suffering was finally over. But after experiencing such a series of
hardships, would Hu Chong still be willing to marry her? Would she still be willing to be Hu Chong's wife? What do you all think?
[The End]

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