The doomsday gangster travels back to the 70s to be an educated youth in the countryside

Having nothing to do in the afternoon, Tang Jihai took his children to the department store for a walk, bought two popsicles and sat under a tree to eat.

Tang Jihai took a bite, held it in his mouth, and took another bite when it melted in his mouth.

The child ate the popsicle, licked it and then licked it again. Seeing that Tang Jihai had finished eating, he reached out for Tang Jihai to eat his own.

"Eat it." Tang Jihai looked at the licked deformed popsicle, "Go back to sleep after eating."

"Father." The child opened his eyes wide and licked another popsicle, "Eat."

Tang Jihai raised his head, the leaves were sparse, and the sunlight shone in through the mottled spots.

He had nothing to love and said, "You eat."

Actually reduced to looking after children.

Fortunately, the child is good-looking, so he takes a nap in the afternoon and sleeps until dawn after dinner.

The next day, one big and one small had breakfast in the cafeteria of the Public Security Bureau.

The breakfast in the cafeteria is very simple, one egg, one bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, and a little butterfly pickle.

When children peel eggs, they are peeled to pieces, and a lot of egg whites become garbage along with the shells.

Tang Jihai's eyes hurt when he saw it. The good egg whites didn't reach his mouth, but turned into garbage.

The child didn't know Tang Jihai's dislike at all. He held the white egg that had been peeled and handed it to Tang Jihai, "Dad."

The child only uttered two words when he was rescued, and the most common word was 'Dad'. The fake father stared at the egg in his little hand, "Why don't you eat it yourself?"

"Father." The child couldn't say anything else, but stretched out his hand persistently, seeing if Tang Jihai didn't eat, he put the egg directly to his mouth.

Forget it, there is no reason not to eat Bailai's eggs, Tang Jihai opened his mouth and ate it with a dumb face.

The child put the unpeeled egg in front of Tang Jihai again, and looked at him expectantly without saying a word.

"What are you doing?" Tang Jihai sipped the porridge after eating the eggs, "Speak up, otherwise how would I know what you mean?"

The child's hands were still fleshless, and there were scabs on them. He pushed the egg again, "Dad."

Tang Jihai took the egg, "What's your name, kid?" The egg was relatively fresh, and the shell and egg white were inseparable, "Otherwise, I'll give you a name?"

The child only stared at the egg in Tang Jihai's hand, and had no sense of the name. Tang Jihai saw him like this, thought about it and decided to forget it.

The child's parents arrive today, and there's no point in having a new name.

Not long after breakfast, comrades from the police came to inform him that the parents of the child had come.

He took the child to the office, and as soon as he entered the door, a woman rushed over and hugged the child.

The child froze in place with fright, then turned to look for Tang Jihai.

"Ruirui, mommy's Rarui, mommy finally found you." The woman knelt on the ground and hugged the child and cried uncontrollably, while the man next to him knelt on the ground, comforting the frightened child.

However, the child ignored him at all, twisting his neck and shouting anxiously, "Daddy, Daddy."

Hearing the sound of his father, the man almost shed tears with his nose sore, "Dad is here, dad is here, don't be afraid."

Tang Jihai was behind him and did not step forward. The child shouted more and more urgently, his voice became thinner and his eyes showed eager fear.

He struggled to reach out to Tang Jihai, but the child's strength was too weak, so he couldn't break free no matter what.

The two adults finally realized something was wrong, "Rarui, what's the matter?" The woman let go of the child and asked the policeman, "Ruaru, what's the matter?"

As Tang Jihai approached, the child immediately grabbed the hem of his clothes, and the screaming became quieter.

Tang Jihai handed over his hand, and the child immediately changed his grip, and while the adults were relaxing, he broke free from the woman's embrace and ran towards Tang Jihai.

Tang Jihai knelt down and patted the child's head, looking at each other with parallel eyes, "This is mom, mom."

The child's eyes were black and big, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes, he hugged Tang Jihai uneasily, ignoring what he said.

"Are you sure he's your child?" Tang Jihai pinched his skinny face, and asked again: "The child had autism before?"

Otherwise, why would the child not recognize it? Even if he was traumatized by abuse, he shouldn’t know his parents.

The woman didn't understand autism very well, but when she understood the meaning, tears fell again, "Rarity was very sensible and well-behaved before, and she was not sick."

The man held the woman's hand and said guiltily: "We are usually too busy with work, and it is basically my aunt who takes care of Rarity."

"It's our negligence as parents." The woman cried, "Otherwise, how dare Auntie neglect the child, and even try to hide Rarity's loss by sophistry."

These two people are dressed better than ordinary people. Although their faces are haggard and their clothes are twisted at the moment, it is not difficult to see the intelligence in them.

"Okay, save these words for the children." Tang Jihai's face was cold and his tone was mocking, "It's a pity that he doesn't recognize you now."

There are also many such incidents in later generations. The adults in the family are busy with other things, and the children are thrown to the nanny, abused by the nanny, or develop extreme personalities.

I just didn't expect such a thing to happen at this time.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Tang Jihai picked up the child, sat on a chair, and took out a handkerchief, "Wipe your tears and snot. Dad likes to clean children."

The child was obedient at the moment, took the handkerchief and wiped his whole face indiscriminately, turned his head to look at Tang Jihai after wiping, and called softly, "Dad."

The father's face was gloomy, watching his son call someone else's father, he felt very uncomfortable.

Tang Jihai threw the handkerchief on the table in disgust, "Wash it up later."

I don't know who to say this to.

His face was frosty, his eyes were cold, and he exuded a icy aura of don't mess with me, and everyone present tacitly silenced him.

One-eyed entered the door, and what he saw was Tang Jihai sitting on both sides of the child's parents, and his colleague standing in the middle at a loss.

"What's the matter?" Cyclops was puzzled, "It's thanks to Comrade Tang Jihai that the child was rescued. Otherwise, the child's condition will be hard to say."

Duoyan repeated the words of the doctor in the hospital to the parents of the child, "Moreover, Tang Jihai has sacrificed his personal time to take care of this child for the past two days."

The man expressed his gratitude to Tang Jihai, and even took out a thick envelope to Tang Jihai, "I don't thank you for your kindness, and I will let Rurui be Comrade Tang's son in the future."

The man was very sincere and thanked Tang Jihai sincerely, but since he wanted to recognize this relative, it would not be nice to accept the envelope.

One Eye was about to remind Tang Jihai.

Turning his head, Tang Jihai had already held the envelope in his hand.

"Come on, son, the little money that Dad gave you." Tang Jihai touched the thick envelope, and finally he let go of his breath, "From now on, Dad will use this to support you."

What do you mean?
The man quickly expressed his attitude and said to Cyclops: "I will take the child away, and then go to the hospital for an examination."

Both the biological parents came, but the child was still clinging to Tang Jihai, and the child hardly spoke at ordinary times, obviously something went wrong with his mind.

At this time, there is no such thing as mental illness, and it is generally considered to be a disease of the brain.