(1) A taste of red apricot

It was late autumn, but the air still felt like summer, only less humid and sultry. The air in Guangdong always smelled of hormones. My foreman, along with two other laborers, carrying equipment by hand and shoulder, hurried down the mountain to the project site. Lunch was almost ready. "In this mountain valley, even seeing a sow makes my dick hard," my foreman would often tell a dirty joke to relieve his frustration after a long day. "Hurry up, for today we have pickled fish," I said. Actually, I wanted to eat early so I could go to the small hotel in town to watch the football match. This
was a project site for the Wuhan-Guangzhou High-Speed Railway, my first construction site after graduating from university, deep in the mountains of Yingde, Guangdong. The nearest town was almost nine kilometers away. For my only solace—the English Premier League—I borrowed a laborer's motorcycle and headed to town before dark. The project site's main cooking station didn't have a sports channel, but thankfully, the small hotel in town had cable TV. Every weekend during the Premier League or even the Champions League midweek, the hotel owner would reserve a room for me.
At the fork in the road near the town's elementary school, I rode my motorcycle out of the dirt road from the mountain project site and finally onto a good road. I slowed down, peering into the schoolyard, searching for a young female teacher, but I couldn't spot her. About
60 or 70 meters from the school gate was a small shop, which, in my eyes as a young man, was the only option in town. Inside was a charming proprietress. "Sister Hui, four bottles of beer, two bags of peanuts, and two 'country bumpkins' (a type of snack)," was my usual game-watching package. Sister Hui had two sons, one in the first year of junior high and the other in the third grade of elementary school. She had married and moved here from Shaoguan. Her husband worked in waterproofing in Guangzhou, so we were practically in the same line of work. Whenever I went to town to watch a game, I would always stop by the shop to buy a game package, and occasionally I would help her with her child's junior high homework. That's how we became acquainted.

Just writing this casually, feel free to read it. Time for bed. More to come tomorrow.

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