She warmly beckoned me to sit down, poured me a cup of hot water, and asked, Xiaoding, how did you and our family Zecheng meet? Auntie has no culture, can you tell Auntie in detail about this compensation? I didn't sit or answer, I casually glanced around with a shelf.

Next to the dresser, I found a couple of family photos. The photo shows a woman holding a child and leaning on a man's shoulder, looking like a family of three. In addition to the uneven age, almost all of these three people are in each photo. Looking at the background of the photograph, the old-fashioned desk-like square lockers, and the heavy tape recorder that looks like an iron lump, it's not hard to guess how old it is. The current post-90s and post-00s generations have never seen these old antiques.

In my heart, I compared the appearance of Li Zecheng and Li's mother with the images of middle-aged women and children in the yellowed photos, and I can roughly conclude that Li Zecheng and the woman in front of me are mother-son relationships. Mother Li followed behind me appropriately and explained, which confirmed my guess even more. "Oh, this is when Li Zecheng was ten years old, and this child's appearance has not changed much......"

I moved to the bedroom, and when I was wondering about the man, I found that there was a black and white portrait hanging on the wall of the back room, which looked like he was in his thirties and forties, and he looked exactly like the man in the family photo. "This is Li Zecheng's father, who has been gone for almost 20 years." Mother Li explained. I probably sorted out Li Zecheng's family background, no wonder this Li's mother's style is not very decent, it turns out that there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door.

I pretended to say to Li's mother, if you want to know about the compensation, you have to tell me in detail about Li Zecheng's accident before and after. Mother Li poured herself a glass of water, and we sat down face to face, and she began to narrate: "My son Li Zecheng is a clerk of the Hohhot Industrial and Commercial Bureau, a serious civil servant. More than a month ago, he was instructed by the director of the Hohhot Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the leader of the unit, to personally deliver a document that urgently needed to be signed at the director's residence. The director lives in a relatively ordinary residential building, and the director's family lives on the sixth floor, where the environment is beautiful and clean. ”

(State officials have always kept a low profile, you know.) ）

"Our family Li Zecheng has won the trust of the director, and he often goes in and out of the director's residence freely, as usual. Speaking of this, I have to mention Zecheng's dead ghost father. His father worked in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau when he was alive, and Zhang Liguang had not yet become the director of the bureau at that time, and the two of them were opposite-sex brothers who had their heads on the ground. Zecheng was able to enter the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, in addition to catching up with the good policies of the children of workers and taking over, of course, it also relied on Zhang Liguang's unsparing support. ”

I said, "You're being honest." ”

"I haven't met your lawyer, but I've heard people say that you have to tell the truth in front of your lawyer, or you won't be able to do it."

"You went on to say that Li Zecheng went to Director Zhang Liguang's house, and then what?"

"Oh, although our two families have this relationship, but over the years there has been no shortage of Zhang Liguang's benefits, in front of him, it is the practice of slapping horses, serving tea and pouring water, and the service is considerate. Of course, my son is also very good, so it's up to me. ”

Nodding his head in front of the director, the style of flattering officialdom, I can imagine the picture at that time. In the litigation of my law firm, I have come into contact with public officials from some countries, and most of them are generous, decent, and polite, especially there are many polite words, which generally give people a good impression.

In the process of Li's mother's narration, there were a lot of foul words and unclear technical vocabulary, which I roughly translated into a normal monologue: "At that time, Xiaochen, the son of the director, was playing alone in the bedroom. Everything was done, Li Zecheng happily walked out of the corridor door, and suddenly heard a shout from upstairs. A black shadow fell rapidly from the upstairs window, and smashed on Li Zecheng's back impartially, and the two fell to the ground in response. Li Zecheng was lying face down in a pool of blood, and the child who fell was Xiao Chen, the son of the director. At that time, the director personally drove Li Zecheng and the child to the hospital, and after several days of rescue treatment by the doctor, Li Zecheng was diagnosed as brain dead. The child was almost equivalent to riding on Li Zecheng as a buffer to escape the catastrophe, a slight concussion and multiple soft tissue contusions, and he was discharged from the hospital three days later.

I asked Li's mother, did Li Zecheng's accident happen while at work? How did you find out what happened? Li's mother's narration is surprisingly calm, without any emotional fluctuations. She said that she listened to the specific process told by a colleague in Zecheng's unit, and the accident did occur during work. I said that if the story is true and reliable, it should be regarded as a work-related injury, depending on the conditions of your family, then Li Zecheng's medical expenses should be paid in advance by the unit? Mother Li said in surprise, yes, it seems that you are really a barrister, and you got to the point all of a sudden.

She then inquired about a lot of details of compensation, mainly focusing on how much compensation can be paid and how to go through the relevant compensation procedures. I asked Li's mother for the detailed address of the director, the name of the child, and the address of Li Zecheng's unit, and recorded them one by one. I instructed Li's mother to go to the Social Security Bureau or the Municipal Labor Bureau where Li Zecheng's unit is located to apply for a work-related injury determination, and to obtain corresponding compensation according to the patient's disability level. Mother Li also recorded what I said in a small notebook, the font was scribbled, and the outlines were full of typos, but she remembered it very carefully.

I was going to use Mother Li's ugly face to punish me a little, so as to soothe the depressed mood and sad emotions in my heart for a few days, and to vent my evil anger. But when I learned about the changes in Li Zecheng's family, I had no intention of fighting, and I sympathized with Li Zecheng's experience. He lost his father at an early age, his family was poor, and now there is such an accident.

Mother Li sent me outside the community with great enthusiasm and beckoned me to come to the house often in the future. It's like two people who tried to cheat me out of money in the mahjong parlor before. It confirms the saying, that the poor must have something to hate. Li Zecheng was hospitalized in a coma, but Li's mother's focus has always stayed on things outside her body, such as money. I really don't understand that she is confident enough to be sure that her son will recover smoothly in the future. Or is the love of mothers in the world for their sons not all selfless and silently dedicated? Or is she skeptical of her mother-son relationship with Li Zecheng?

Overall, it was a very productive and informative afternoon. I struck while the iron was hot, and at night I took advantage of the convenience of freedom of entry and exit to Zhang Liguang's residence, which Li's mother had told me.