Good way out for laid-off female workers

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I was born into an ordinary family in Northeast China in the 1980s. Before the reform and opening up, and until the 1990s,
the Northeast 's economy was very strong. When I was born, both my parents worked in a state-owned smelting plant. Because
of the one-child policy, I was an only child. My mother doted on me from a young age. Even when I started
elementary school , she bathed me, and she often slept in the same bed with me. When I was in elementary school, we lived
in a workers' village. Our family had only one room, about 30 square meters, with two beds, one against the east wall and one against the west.
The larger bed was for my parents, and the smaller one was for me. There was some furniture in the middle. We
shared a kitchen and bathroom with another family on the same floor.

In the 1990s, we were caught in a wave of layoffs. My parents were both laid off, receiving only a few thousand yuan in severance pay,
and then the factory abandoned them. My parents had no skills and little education. The sudden blow of being laid off
was difficult for my father to accept, and he became quite despondent. He spent all his time playing cards downstairs at home and often drank.
He would argue with my mother every night, throwing things
around
, and I often saw her wiping away tears. My mother wasn't bad-looking; while not a stunning beauty, she wasn't ugly either—a poor man's version of Gong Li, with fair skin and a large bust. Later, our family was almost starving, and my father, a heavy drinker, was unshaven, listless, and had no income. My mother had no
choice but to work at a bathhouse near the train station—basically, a prostitute. Back then
, many laid-off female workers became prostitutes. Many working-class families like mine lost their jobs and
were forced to work in bathhouses. In the evenings, husbands would carry their wives on old bicycles to the bathhouse, where
a dozen or so men would sit outside smoking in silence. After midnight, they would silently take her back on the bicycle. There were many
rhymes about laid-off female workers back then.

"Laid-off female workers wipe away their tears, head held high, walk into nightclubs, learn all the tricks, sleep with ministers at night,
work without getting tired, wages multiply several times over. Who says women have no status? Bah! That's the evil old society."

"Laid-off female workers, don't cry, the nightclub is just ahead. Don't rely on the government, rely on society, there's food, drink, and tips.
Don't say we have no status, we sleep with mayors and secretaries."

"Laid-off girls, don't cry, walk into nightclubs with your heads held high; accompany the rich, earn tips, don't be a burden on the country;
your parents, half a lifetime of hardship, now unemployed and miserable in old age; weak women, be strong, develop your bodies to support your parents. Get beauty treatments,
breast augmentation, learn all kinds of kung fu; practice internal strength, learn ventriloquism, perfectly matching charm and temperament; dance the tango, walk the four-step,
all kinds of preferences must be met; know how to be reserved, know how to be indulgent, seize the opportunity to let others have their way." My mother was good-looking, and many people coveted her even before she was laid off, including Uncle Lü who

lived downstairs from me .
After Uncle Lü found out my mother was working at the bathhouse, he went to see her. At first, my mother was too
embarrassed to agree, but she couldn't resist Uncle Lü's persistent pleading, and he promised
to give her extra money privately, so she agreed. Later, since my father was often away from home, Uncle Lü stopped going to the bathhouse to see
my mother. Instead, he would meet at my house or his own, and he would give my mother the money he saved by not going to the bathhouse.

Since starting work at the bathhouse, my mother had become increasingly stylish and fashionable. One
day , I came home from school and saw Uncle Lü at my house, sitting on my parents' big bed with my mother. My mother
was sitting next to Uncle Lü, who was smoking a cigarette in one hand and had his other arm around her waist. When my mother saw me open the door,
she jumped in fright, startled by my sudden opening.

Uncle Lü was quite calm. Seeing me return home, he said, "Xiaofeng, here's two yuan. Go play outside
for a while , and buy something to eat. Your mother and I have something to discuss." He then took two yuan from his pocket and gave it to me.

Back then, two yuan was a considerable sum for a child. I took the money from Uncle Lü, put down
my schoolbag , turned around, and went out to play with my classmates.

As soon as I stepped out, my mother said to Uncle Lü, "I told you my son would be home from school soon, but not today.
Now he's caught us. What am I going to do?"

Uncle Lü said, "It's alright, he's still just a little kid. What could he know? Besides, I haven't done anything yet;
my clothes are still on."

"I'm telling you," my mother scolded Uncle Lü, "next time, if this happens, I mean no, no matter how much money you offer
."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I'll do whatever you say," Uncle Lü said with a lewd grin, stubbing out his cigarette
and throwing the butt away. He then reached out to grope my mother's breasts.

She was still wearing an apron, probably from doing housework, with a white gauze short-sleeved shirt underneath and
a short skirt underneath. As Uncle Lü groped her, he also tried to reach for her mouth.

My mother turned her head away, pushing Uncle Lü's head aside, saying, "Get lost, you smell like smoke, it's awful, don't kiss me."

Uncle Lü didn't argue with my mother, and continued to untie her apron. After the apron was off, my mother said to Uncle Lü,
"I'll take off my own clothes, you take yours off, hurry up, I still have to cook." My

mother took off her white gauze short-sleeved shirt, revealing her two dangling breasts. Then she took off her skirt and
panties got into bed. Uncle Lü quickly stripped off his clothes as well and climbed on top of my mother. Uncle Lü was sucking on
Mom's right breast, while playing

with her left breast in his hand. He said, "Sister, these two are so nice, so white and big."

"You men, none of you are any good," Mom said. "Let me see if you're hard. If you are, hurry up and
do it."

She reached for Uncle Lü's crotch; his penis was already somewhat hard. She
stroked it a couple more times and said, "Okay, come on. Spit some saliva, it'll be easier to get in."

Uncle Lü spat on his hand, smeared it on his penis, and then thrust it into Mom's vagina.

"Ah, sister… your vagina is so good… so good…"

"Mmm… oh mmm… you old geezer, be gentle…" Mom moaned softly.

"Sister, is my penis big? Is it good?" "Mmm… good… Uncle Lü's penis is so big… so good…" Mom stimulated Uncle Lü

to make him ejaculate faster . Within minutes, Uncle Lü increased the speed of his thrusts, then his whole body trembled as he ejaculated. After ejaculating, Uncle Lü lay on top of my mother for a while. My mother breathed a sigh of relief and pushed him off. "Hurry up and put on your clothes, I need to cook," my mother said to Uncle Lü. "Give me the money." Uncle Lü took out the money, gave it to my mother, put on his clothes, and left my house. When I returned home, Uncle Lü was already gone.

Alright, my mom had finished cooking.

The summer nights in Northeast China are hot and humid, and the creatures commonly called "immortals" in the trees kept chirping.

My dad still wasn't home when we ate dinner. At the table, I asked my mom, "Mom,
what's Uncle Lü doing here today?"

"Oh, Mom's sorting through some old, unused furniture. I'm thinking of having Uncle Lü help sell it for some money. Your
good-for- nothing dad doesn't care about anything at home anymore;

we're almost starving," my mom told me. "Mom, don't be sad. When I grow up, I'll earn money to support you," I comforted her.

Hearing this, my mom seemed quite happy. She stroked my head and smiled, saying, "You
little brat , focus on your studies first, then think about earning money to support the family."

After dinner, my mom cleared the table, and it was already quite late. She fetched a basin of water and brought it inside
. "Come on, Feng'er, take off your clothes, Mom will wipe you down."

Hearing my mom's words, I took off my clothes, and my mom began to wipe me down.

I asked my mom, "Mom, is Dad coming home tonight?"

"I don't know, who knows where that good-for-nothing has gone off to again," Mom said while helping me
bathe .

"Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight, anyway, I don't know if Dad's coming home."

"Aren't you ashamed? You're so old and you still want to sleep with your mom," Mom said with a laugh.

"No, Mom, I want to sleep with you, I want to touch you," I pleaded. As I spoke,
I splashed water at Mom. Mom had already changed into her faded white tank top and
shorts. The water I splashed on her reached her chest, the tank top clinging to her body, revealing the outline of
her breasts , her nipples erect.

"Okay, okay, stop it. You can sleep with Mom tonight, and Mom will let you touch me."

I knew Mom loved me so much, she would definitely agree. After Mom finished bathing me, I climbed into
her bed. Mom dried herself off and then turned off the light and went to sleep. As soon as Mom lay down on the bed, I
hugged her waist tightly. My mom isn't thin, and she has a little bit of extra flesh around her waist, but I especially love pinching her waist.
I also nuzzled my head against her chest. After touching her waist for a while, I slipped my hand inside her vest and
reached for her large breasts. Her dangling breasts changed shape in my hand, and Mom stroked
my hair. Just then, Mom and I heard the door open; Dad came home.

Dad turned on the light, and Mom turned over to look at him. I took my hand out of Mom's vest.
Dad knew Mom doted on me, and I used to sleep with her often, so he wasn't
surprised .

"So you know how to come back? You might as well have just died out there," Mom said to Dad.

"Die? What do you mean, die? Say that again and I'll beat you up,"

Mom said, seeing Dad reeking of alcohol and afraid he'd lose his temper again, so she didn't dare say anything more.

"Our son will sleep with me tonight; you go sleep in his bed," Mom said to Dad after a while.

"Okay," my dad said impatiently.

My mom ignored him and turned over to hug me again. My dad sat at the table and drank some more
alcohol before turning off the light and lying down on my bed to sleep. Seeing my dad back home, I didn't dare to make any big
movements and fell asleep while touching my mom's breasts. In the following days, as my parents' relationship became increasingly strained, my
mom almost never slept in the same bed as my dad anymore. I slept in one bed with my mom, and my dad slept in another. This was good
for me, as I could touch my mom's two big breasts every night before falling asleep. However, I was young then and
didn't understand sex, so I didn't do anything else.

Later, my mom worked not only in bathhouses but also in hair salons and nightclubs. At that time, money and
having enough to eat were the ultimate goals in life. Personal shame and etiquette took a backseat; in
the face of survival, they all seemed pale and powerless. In that chaotic era when people were indiscriminately good or bad, and right and wrong were indiscriminately right
, there were corrupt officials who rose to high positions, unscrupulous merchants who were rich but lacked compassion, and medical
scams that profited from the suffering of patients. Therefore, whether one was a prostitute or a business owner, there was no inherent hierarchy of good or bad.

[The End]

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