Mother and daughter reunited in the old revolutionary base area. (Author: Sailing on a chosen day)

Chapter
1. In the early summer of 2014, at the age of 32, my ex-wife and I completed the formalities and officially parted ways. The reason was that she
had an affair with her office director, and I, having lost interest in continuing at my original company, was also considering leaving. Coincidentally, the head office was transferring someone from
our provincial branch who was familiar with the industry's equipment and work processes to a revolutionary base area they were supporting, to serve as
the client representative and post-installation management for a new project, a two-year move. I also wanted to leave that
place that made me feel ashamed, and the others were unwilling to work in such a harsh environment. Plus, the salary was
quite good, so everything went smoothly. In less than half a month, I completed the handover and immediately reported for
work .
Although the air in the southern revolutionary base area was fresher and more humid than in the east, the humidity was too high, and I initially experienced
some discomfort. In addition, the conditions were naturally much worse than in developed areas. Not long after, two colleagues in the project's
client representative group used connections to transfer away, and three others, although they didn't leave, also used connections to be nominally on the client's side, but they rarely came to the site and lived in
the county town. I was the only one there, with no one above me. I stayed obediently on site, living in the best
guesthouse in town. I ate with the construction management, only showing up when needed. Otherwise,
I would selectively disappear, since I was an equipment engineer and knew nothing about construction. The construction team
and the local authorities were very satisfied with this and treated me exceptionally politely.
One afternoon, the construction team called to tell me that the construction drawings for the pre-installed anchor piles for a certain piece of equipment were different from the drawings
provided by . They contacted the factory, and the factory required that it be made according to their dimensions, which involved revising
the design drawings, and they needed my presence. I had to rush to the construction site instead of playing mahjong at the teahouse in town.
After understanding the situation, I made notes and signed the drawings, but then felt that going back to playing cards was pointless. After dinner, it
was still early, and I couldn't find anywhere to go. In desperation, I returned to the guesthouse.
The second to fourth floors of the town guesthouse were all booked by the project command center. Some of the construction team's single managers lived on the second and
third floors, while those with families rented farmhouses. The fourth floor was originally reserved for us
senior engineers from developed areas, but I ended up being the only one left. Out of politeness, the local authorities didn't arrange for any more
people to stay. Now I have the whole floor to myself, which is quite peaceful.
Just as I entered the building, I heard crying coming from the management office near the entrance. I looked and saw it was Xiao Yuan,
sobbing on the table.
There were only three staff members in this guesthouse: Xiao Yuan, Xiao Li, and Xiao He. Each of them worked a
24-hour shift followed by two days off. Today, Xiao Yuan was on duty, and it seemed something had happened.
To be honest, I wasn't interested in Xiao Yuan. Not only was she average-looking, even
rather unattractive, but her figure was also average—I'd guess a B-cup at most. And I heard she got the job through connections.
Compared to the other two staff members, Xiao Li and Xiao He, I preferred them because they
fit —full-figured and with a mature, womanly charm.
When I woke up from my nap and went downstairs to get some food, I found Xiao Yuan still crying.
I had already left the building, but for some reason, I turned back to the service window
, patted Xiao Yuan on the table, and kindly asked her what was wrong.
Xiao Yuan, with tears streaming down her face, told me that her mother was riding her bike to buy groceries when a child suddenly ran out from
the side and collided with her. Not only was Xiao Yuan's mother injured, but the child's parents were also suing her, demanding
30,000 yuan in compensation for the child's medical expenses, nutritional supplements, etc., or they would send her mother to jail.
I was initially confused, mainly because she spoke in dialect and her voice was choked with sobs. After several careful inquiries, I
finally understood what had happened. In my opinion, only her mother
and the child knew whether it was a person hitting a car or a car hitting a person, and such a minor collision couldn't be proven through forensic examination. Besides,
this small town didn't seem to have any surveillance cameras, and even if there were, they might not have captured it. So this was another troublesome
traffic accident.
I couldn't say anything, so I just comforted her, telling her to trust the police to enforce the law impartially, and that even if
it was truly her mother's fault, the amount of compensation wasn't up to the other party; the law stipulated this.
At dinner, I was
drinking The conversation drifted to drunk driving, and one of the locals, a guy called "Fifth Brother," seemed
a bit drunk. He said dismissively that in our county, if you were caught drinking, one phone call from him and you wouldn't get points deducted or
detained , but you'd have to pay a fine. He even swore he had a life-or-death relationship with a certain leader in the branch office.
As the saying goes, what is said without intention may be taken seriously by the listener. Hearing him say that, I started to pay attention to this person. We
didn't interact much, having only been here for less than two months, just exchanging greetings when we met.
I couldn't remember his position at the moment, but it seemed to be something like coordinating between the construction site and local authorities.
Back at the guesthouse, Xiao Yuan was gone; Xiao Li was sitting in the duty room. Curious, I asked,
"Why are you at work? Wasn't Xiao Yuan here just now?
" Xiao Li looked dejected and said, "I didn't want to switch shifts either. Xiao Yuan's mother had an accident,
and I had to go to the hospital to be with her, so I came early."
Xiao Li was exactly my type—full-figured, beautiful, and very talkative. So I leaned against the window and
chatted with her casually. From her, I learned that Xiao Yuan's father had electrocuted himself about 11 years ago while illegally fishing in the river. Xiao Yuan and her mother had lived together ever since. Xiao Yuan was only 19 this year, and
she had been hired by Director Jiang of the guesthouse, which had offended several people.
As we talked, my eyes kept glancing at Xiao Li's chest. I knew that if we kept talking like this, I
'd end up masturbating again tonight, so I decisively left and went to town to play cards.
Coincidentally, my fifth brother, who had boasted about himself at dinner, was also there. Since we didn't have enough people, it was just the two of us,
so we each had a glass of water and chatted while waiting for our card-playing partners.
I can't even remember how I ended up bringing up the matter of Xiao Yuan's mother while we were chatting. It seems that Fifth Brother also agrees.他打电话到派出所也无可厚非。
完了五哥告诉我，这个事故目前是小袁的妈妈负主要责任，毕竟她是骑的车，
对方走的路，又是儿童。这也是中国特色，弱势群体要得到照顾，除非有新的证
据证明是小孩撞车，而不是车撞人。但这个实现起来很难很难。
我接着就问小孩的伤情，看我一脸急迫的样子，五哥有些狡洁的笑了笑，问
我跟她啥关系，咋这幺用心打听？
我一下子就不好意思了，只好告诉他下午小袁哭泣的事情。
五哥倒也就没说什幺了，只是告诉我，小孩伤情不重，缺了颗门牙，有些擦
伤，下午就回家了，倒是小袁她妈妈伤情重一些。
既然都问到这份上了，我干脆问起了赔偿这个事情。五哥告诉我，这个东西
就不好说了，一般来说是双方自己协商，协商不好就打官司，关键看对方下口狠
不狠。不过依他看这个事情说大也大，毕竟谁家的娃娃不是宝贝疙瘩啊，万一有
个后遗症什幺的，那怎幺办？说小也小得，谁家的娃儿不上蹿下跳没有过摔伤啊，
也没听说就变傻了啊。
几天过后，我看见了小袁，她依旧一副愁云不展的样子，我先问了问她妈妈
的情况，还好无大碍，然后一提到事故处理，这小姑娘一下就止不住了，哭着说
对方坚持要陪三万。我心里一下就不舒服了，这不欺负人嘛？于是我安慰她，别
怕，哥去找他们，撞断颗牙就要赔３万，还有没有王法了？
说完我就后悔了，人生地不熟的，我找谁去？人家凭什幺卖我面子。
晚上给五哥打了个电话，让他帮我打听对方是谁。不一会儿，五哥回话了，
对方是镇上的黄大发，此人有些不讲理，说白了就是蛮狠，去年施工方因为撒了
些砂石在他门口，到工地上来无理取闹，非得要陪他２０００块钱，后来被派出
所关了三天，老实了。我听了过后觉得头都大了，原来是个难缠的主啊。
第二天反正没事，我按着五哥给的地址到黄大发家附近去看看情况，你还别
说，这家伙的家正好在道路转弯的地方，沙土想不洒在这里都难，关键是我看见
他家里停着一辆四轮农用车。还是带液压的。
于是我计上心来，工地上不是正好有一大堆土石方需要转运吗，昨天还听他
们说不必找泥头车，找农用车来拉就行了。
于是我先给施工方的头打了个电话，说我有个牌友有农用车，想干昨天会上
说的活。我问了问价格过后，项目经理让我尽快定下来，因为已经有人找过他了，
但这事只要我要做，就算他答应了对方也可以推掉的。
说完我就直接进了黄大发家里，他老婆在，我问她农用车是不是她家的，想
不想到工地上转运砂石，她欢天喜地的去叫她男人回来。回来一看，眼熟啊，还
在一起打过牌，只是当时不知道姓名而已。
黄大发认识我的，因为在麻将馆里都知道我是从大都市调来管事的，所以说
一切都按我设计的发展着，我介绍黄大发到工地转运砂石，而且让他对我是绝对
的服从，当天中午和他一起吃的饭，下午一起打的麻将，晚上一起找了个洗脚房，
感情就这样勾兑好了。
第二天带着黄大发到了工地，施工方也没说什幺，直接就安排了，反正都是
要人去做的，谁做都一样，再说了，我一个督导员身份也还是有点分量的。
接下来的事就简单了，三天以后，我直截了当的对黄大发说起了小袁妈妈赔
偿金的事，黄大发一脸惊诧的看着我，不知道是在后悔中了我的奸计了还是别的。
黄大发问我是看上了那个小妞还是看上了他妈？这让我怎幺回答，只好一个
劲的冲他笑，随即反问他你觉得我会看上谁了？黄大发神秘的告诉我，小袁之所
以能够进招待所，听说好像因为她去年被镇上的一个小地痞蒋金勇奸了，对方
家人作为销案条件，不光赔了小袁５万，还想办法让她进了招待所工作。
我的妈呀，这可是重大消息啊，好你个黄大发，原来你也是听说人家有５万，
你才狮子大张口要人家３万，你还真是个吃人不吐骨头的家伙，人家的钱可是用
一辈子的清誉换来的，你还真有脸要？
在我一阵的数落下，再加上我答应在工地上多给他找些活干，一番恐吓和拉
拢下，黄大发极不情愿的答应了我把赔偿金额降到２０００。临走的时候我告诉
他，不要太看重这少了的２万８，跟着我干，这两年让你在工地上挣到的钱远远
不止五个２万８ .在我的要求下，黄大发第二天就在派出所跟小袁她们签订了赔
偿协议，２０００块钱这个数也确实不能再少了，而且我特意交代黄大发，一定
要告诉小袁一家人是我让他这幺做的。
没几天，小袁就专门请我到他家吃饭，说是感谢我，然后我就去了，第一次
见到了他妈妈，一个身材和小袁差不多的女人，只是岁月的沧桑在她脸上留下了
过多的印记，不到四十的女人没有了这个年龄段应有的韵味，假若有心打扮调理
一下，应该算得上徐娘半老，风韵犹存吧。而且她的容貌绝非小袁可比，由此我
严重怀疑小袁父亲的颜值，这幺漂亮的母亲生了这幺平常的女儿，没道理啊？
我妈妈死得早，在我五岁的时候就病故了，到现在我为数不多对母亲的记忆
便是我妈妈经常抱着我轻轻拍着我的后背唱儿歌。后来父亲一个人把我拉扯大，
所以我特别理解这种单亲家庭的不容易。在我大学毕业到单位上班的第二年，父
亲也因为长期抽烟，得了肺癌，半年后便离我而去，连一天清福都没有享受到。
这也是我这些年来挥之不去的伤痛。
或许是我从小缺少母爱，所以我对年长的女人特别也好感，尤其是像小袁妈
妈这种类型的，总让我有一种说不出来的欲望。这或许就是恋母情结吧！

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