Fat Years - Chan Koonchung.
Strangely organized for a novel. It's in three parts with the third being a very long epilogue (actually a very lengthy speech by one of the characters). Interestingly there's an artistic reason for that structure.
The story itself is so mild mannered, yet so, so disconcerting. It's set in the China of now and the last two years, the fat years of the title, have been very prosperous and deeply harmonious. But there's a missing month.
Imma start reading some more modern Chinese authors (in English). The story telling style is noticeably different to what I'm used to. Currently, looking at Death of a Red Heroine by Qiu Xiaolong (which may or may not be a straight up detective novel, but interesting because set in 1990s China).