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

It turned out that the boy next to Tang Jihai's face was flushed, and he passed out at some point.

The people around were noisy, some wet the handkerchief with water and pasted the child's forehead, and some gathered around to fan the child.

"We'll arrive at the station earlier, why don't you and your child get off the bus and go to the hospital first." The aunt looked at the child like this, and was also very anxious, "It won't take much time to buy a ticket and get on the train again after taking the medicine."

"Yes, the child is important, let's go to the hospital first."

"We'll be at the station soon, pack your things and get off the bus."

The woman hugged the child tightly and was at a loss. When she heard her aunt's proposal and was persuaded by so many people, she agreed on the spot, "But where is the hospital?"

Just at this time, an arrival reminder came from the radio.

Carrying her own things, the aunt urged the woman: "Go, go, I'm from Bencheng, I'll take you there."

Wrapped up by a sense of urgency, the woman picked up her luggage, struggled to support the child, and got off the car behind her aunt.

"Son, help her carry the baby." My aunt ordered the man who had been sitting next to her and hadn't spoken a word, "You're a woman with little strength, so it's hard for you."

The man who has been silent and has a low sense of presence has an ordinary appearance, the kind who can't be found in the crowd.

"Give me the child." The man's voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been swallowed by phlegm.

The woman was startled when she heard the voice, and didn't give the baby to the man. The aunt hurriedly said, "My son had a fever and burned his throat when he was young, so he doesn't talk much at ordinary times."

"Hurry up and go to the hospital, don't worry about it, don't the child burn out too."

The woman's heart tightened, and she quickly helped the child onto the man's back, and followed behind. The three got off the train and walked towards the exit.

Tang Jihai casually glanced at the assist just now, stood up and got out of the car.

The one-eyed man slowly got out of the car, swinging his bag against the flow of people.

That assist was a small man with slightly dark skin and rough hands and face, as if he had been doing farm work for a long time.

He got out of the car and walked out of the station, and walked towards a place without hesitation, without pausing at all, as if he had walked through it many times before.

Tang Jihai followed slowly, watching him turn and turn into a remote small courtyard.

After waiting for a while, no one came out, Tang Jihai came to the closed gate.

The door is made of logs, and it looks old and not old, but the knocker that locks the door is very thick.

Tang Jihai tried to push the door lightly, but he didn't.

It must be locked inside.

Walking around the yard, the wall is so high that it is basically impossible for ordinary people to climb the wall and climb over the wall.

Tang Jihai lifted his legs lightly with luck, used the wall to ride up the wall in twos and threes, and quickly moved down the wall to hide.

There were fireworks in the opposite room, and there was a smell of meat. Tang Jihai guessed that the assist should be cooking.

He quickly checked the other rooms, it was too dark to see clearly, but he was sure there was no one inside.

Tang Jihai picked a room to enter, closed the door and sat down, took out two meat buns from the space and ate them.

The little man in the kitchen was cooking, making braised pork while whistling.

The whistle is out of tune and tune, just listen to it, but it sounds like there is an echo.

Puzzled, he blew a few more times, one passed, followed by a very similar sound, he stopped, and the similar sound stopped.

The assisting man trembled, and almost threw the bowl of meat out.

Why didn't I notice it before, and there was an echo.

It's the echo, no one can whistle like him.

He gently put down the bowl, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, walked out of the kitchen lightly, and looked at each room.

He even looked in the hut, and there was indeed no one there. He heaved a sigh of relief and dropped the kitchen knife, thinking that he was really scaring himself. This place is remote and few people come here, and the walls are built high, so it is normal to have a little echo.

Tang Jihai finished his lunch in the room and slept again, and waited until the evening for the news of the assist man.

He looked out the window and saw two people coming in, a man and a woman, the man was carrying a child on his back, and the woman was supporting another woman.

Ah!
Hao Ran was the mother and daughter whose child suffered from heatstroke on the train during the day, and the aunt, mother and son who helped send them to the hospital.

It's just that the mother and son whose child suffered from heat stroke should be unconscious or even comatose.

The assisting man threw the unconscious woman into the room where Tang Jihai was, and carried the child to another room.

Then the assist man, the aunt's son, and the middle-aged man with pharyngitis, the three of them got together and had a big meal.

"Take a breath after eating, and send people home quickly." The aunt and son said, "To avoid complications."

The other two men nodded in silence.

They were eating in the yard, and Tang Jihai stuck to the door, basically hearing everything about their next plans.

However, there is no other content, just send people home.

However, judging from how they get along, that aunt seems to be the leader of the three of them.

After the three of them ate, they got a cart from somewhere, put the women and children on the cart, and set off overnight.

Tang Jihai twirled his fingers and followed quietly.

The area around Bencheng is along the coast, but there are also mountains and residents in the coastal areas.

Judging from their route, it is likely that they are heading into the mountains.

Tang Jihai followed unhurriedly, but suddenly stopped, and quickly moved to hide behind a big tree.

The shadows of the mountains and trees are pitch black, the breeze blows the treetops, the bright moonlight is left among the sparse leaves, and the shadows of people flicker under the moonlight.

The mountain road became more and more difficult to walk in. The three people pushing the scooter in front struggled forward, and one person followed behind. Tang Jihai fell at the end.

The two passers-by in front thought they were secluded. Although the mountain road was difficult, the closer they were to their destination, the more relaxed they became.

In the middle of the night, I finally arrived at the place.

The destination was a small village in a mountain nest. As soon as he entered the village entrance, there was a burst of barking, and then many people came out of a large yard at the entrance of the village.

Some people were holding torches, some were holding hoes and other agricultural tools, and they were pulling a rope beside them. On the rope was tied a shiny black wolfhound with long and beautiful legs.

"Uncle, it's us." The voice of the man with pharyngitis was still uncomfortable, "We came back with the goods."

"It's Qiangzi, you guys are back." The old man in charge said, "Help me quickly."

A few people behind took the cart of the three of them, and pushed the cart into the big yard where they came out.

The wolfhounds were still barking at the dark night, the old man at the head waved his hands, and the people with farm tools lined up on both sides to outflank them.

After a while, there was a movement, and these people came back with one person.

It was none other than the one-eyed man opposite Tang Jihai's seat on the train.

At this time, the one-eyed man was beaten badly and was dragged to the ground.

The old man at the head didn't even look at it, "I'll ask tomorrow what I'm doing, and if it doesn't matter, I'll bury it in the back mountain."

"Okay, Uncle."

The squatting big wolf dog suddenly stood up, looking ahead vigilantly, and everyone thought that there were still people, but the big wolf dog not only didn't bark, but also groaned and backed away.

Everyone waited for a while, but the big wolfdog not only stopped barking, but even pulled the person who led it back.Everyone thought the dog was going back to its den, so they didn't pay attention.

Before the headed old man returned to the big courtyard, he looked back at the way back when the moonlight couldn't even shine in.