Slag attack classification system

Tang Zhi's childhood was filled with the sound of shards of glass and quarrels, the seemingly endless quarrels of parents, screams of women, roars of men...

Outside, Tang’s father, who is always well-dressed and personable, is like a devil when he returns home and unmasks to reveal his ugly face. Tang Zhi didn’t understand at first... When he saw his mother appearing at the dinner table with a bruised nose and a swollen face the next day , he gradually began to understand.

Dad has been abusing mom.

But Mother Tang kept silent about it.

In front of outsiders, their family of three is a model of love. They hold family banquets every year, and the family put on fake smiles in front of the camera in suits and leather shoes.

"Mom, why didn't you divorce him?" Tang Zhi plucked up his courage in a screaming quarrel, and he walked towards his mother with a bruised nose in the dark, "Why did you let him beat you?"

"It's not your business." The mother was still gentle, "Tang Zhi, go back to your room to study."

Tang Zhi once thought of asking for help from the outside world. In the elementary school essay competition "My Family", he wrote down everything he knew stroke by stroke.

My family was not happy at all, my dad would pull my mom by the hair and kick her until she couldn't speak.

Dad is the devil.

I wish my father and mother could get a divorce.

result--

The article of this competition was finally discovered by Tang's father. He used his relationship to eliminate Tang Zhi's competition quota, and then dragged Tang's mother out of the room with the composition paper.

"This is the child you taught, you know how to draw all day long!" Tang's father slapped his mother's face redly, "Why did I marry you in the first place?"

That day, his father was extremely ruthless. Tang Zhi tried to block his mother with his thin body, but was finally kicked away by his father.

The father picked up the glass bottle high and smashed it hard on the mother's fragile mind. Blood seeped from the mother's forehead, the glass spilled all over the floor, and she lay on the ground trembling all over.

Tang Zhi went back to the kitchen and took a knife. He was so angry that his whole body ached. When he ran out, only his mother was left in the broken glass, and the door was wide open.

Father escaped.

Tang Zhi put down the knife with a "bang", he immediately dialed 120, when the group of doctors arrived. When I was in bed, I only saw a child squatting in the glass shards, beside the woman lying on the ground without saying a word, with silent tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's not that we didn't want to save her, it's that Madam stopped her pulse when we arrived."

"Sorry, sorry."

Tang Zhi held his grandfather's hand, his face expressionless, the group of white coats bowed to them, mother... mother did not die.

How could the mother die...Damn that man.

Tang Zhi thought of the blood on his mother's forehead, it was hot, obviously hot... how could she die, why did they cover her face with a sheet... so she wouldn't be able to breathe.

Grandpa Tang hugged his grandson tightly in his arms and covered his eyes.

'The domestic violence wife of the chairman of the Tang Corporation'

'The gentle scum of the chairman of the Down Group'

'Dang's Group killed people, and the stock price plummeted'

During that time, it was not only Tang's most turbulent period, but also Tang Zhi's most turbulent period. After holding his mother's funeral, he entered junior high school.

He became more and more indifferent, he shut out all the concerns, he grew thick bangs, and shut himself in his own world.

No one... no one dared to approach him.

He started to learn how to smoke, and sometimes he would skip class and go to the rooftop to hide and smoke three cigarettes. Every time he smoked, he would hate that man more and more.

The head teacher's uncle had nothing to do with him, so he took him to the evening self-study in high school, just because he was afraid that he would do something while he was not paying attention.

Even in the evening self-study, he was unwilling to learn. He started to write programming by himself. He wanted to invent something, something that could travel through time and space.

If there is a chance, he will never write that composition again; if there is a chance, he must insert the knife into the man's heart before the glass bottle falls on his mother's head.

It's a pity that before he invented this thing, that man was arrested and imprisoned. In addition to the previous economic crimes, he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

"If you don't want to go in, it's fine." Standing outside the prison door, Tang Zhi looked indifferent, "I just came to see how this man is doing."

"I'll accompany you." Zhao Zhenhe listened to the child's understatement about his childhood in the car, and he knew that Tang Zhi's heart was definitely not as calm as the surface.

Zhao Zhenhe stretched out his hand and squeezed Tang Zhi's palm comfortingly. "It's fine."

'303 Tang Zhaoguo has family members to visit. '

A tall man walked slowly through the glass cover. His back was really straight, until he didn't look like a prisoner should have the temperament.

The man sat down, he picked up the phone on the table.

Zhao Zhenhe sensitively noticed that the man's grooming was very neat, his beard was hung cleanly, and his nails were cut cleanly.

"Hello." The man's voice was calm.

Tang Zhi also picked up the phone on the table. The father and son looked very similar. From the outline of Tang Zhaoguo, one could see the handsome shadow of his youth, but Tang Zhi was even more stunning. Tang Zhaoguo looked restrained and made people look very comfortable.

No wonder Tang Corporation had so many female fans back then.

"Hi, Tang Zhaoguo." Tang Zhi's voice was also without any emotion, "How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay." Tang Zhaoguo seemed to be socializing with guests, "Everything is fine."

"You are also amazing. You are used to delicacies from mountains and seas, and you are so comfortable facing this kind of life." Tang Zhi actually knew that Tang Zhaoguo's life was not good at all...very bad, but he still wanted to expose Tang Zhaoguo's pretending that everything was wrong. Good camouflage, "Do you still like beating people in there? Oh... I forgot, you can also beat women. It's probably not your turn to do those vicious criminals."

Tang Zhi's eyes were cold, "I'm relieved to see that you're alive. You can only reap the consequences of what you did to my mother in those years."

Tang Zhaoguo murmured a few times, his expression was gloomy, but he still sat upright, "You haven't forgiven me yet."

"Director Tang, for someone of your stature, don't worry that we little people won't forgive you." Tang Zhi stared at the person opposite the glass cover, "Didn't you tell my mother that she wasn't good enough for you? In this way, I am not worthy to sit on an equal footing with you."

"Immediately..." Tang Zhaoguo began to avoid his eyes, "It will be your mother's death day soon..."

"Tang Zhaoguo, why are you remembering this?" Tang Zhi confronted each other, "The sixth anniversary of the murder?"

Tang Zhaoguo gradually couldn't hold back his temper after being told, "What on earth are you trying to say...I'm your elder anyway, so don't speak so excessively...I didn't mean it at the beginning."

Tang Zhaoguo's words sounded like □□, Tang Zhi stood up, slammed the glass with a "bang", and the phone was thrown to the ground.

"You didn't mean it! Are you still human!"

Tang Zhaoguo was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and then raised his neck and yelled loudly, "Where did I think I would kill her?! You think I'm stupid, let everyone have a baby and don't want it, and come here and go to jail?!"

"Bang!" Tang Zhi's eyes looked like he was about to kill someone, "You still think about your family property?!"

"Why don't you miss it?!" Tang Zhaoguo was dragged back by two prison guards, but he still struggled and yelled, "This is my family property earned! This is the foundation laid by me, Tang Zhaoguo! I belong to the Tang Corporation. Chairman!"

Other prison guards wanted to pull Tang Zhi, but Zhao Zhenhe stopped him. He grabbed Tang Zhi's hand, hugged him and pulled him out.

He kept being pulled back to the passenger seat, but Tang Zhi wanted to run back halfway, but was grabbed by Zhao Zhenhe.

"good."

Zhao Zhenhe leaned into the car and helped Tang Zhi fasten his seat belt. Instead of closing the car door, he hugged Tang Zhi's slightly trembling body into his arms. "It's okay, it's okay."

Tang Zhi fell into a warmth with a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and his irritable mood gradually calmed down.

"I really don't understand." Tang Zhi made a muffled voice in Zhao Zhenhe's arms, "Why should I have the same blood as such a person, so dirty."

"Not dirty, you're the best." Zhao Zhenhe gently patted Tang Zhi's back with his hand, this child is only just an adult, he has been enduring all this, "Tang Zhi is the best little genius in the world, Tang Zhi it's the best."

Tang Zhi burst into tears in Zhao Zhenhe's clothes and laughed, "What kind of genius...fuck...you really can't comfort people."

"Isn't this a smile?" Zhao Zhenhe put two fingers on the corners of Tang Zhi's mouth as Tang Zhi did before, and slowly pulled them upwards, "It's very nice to smile."

Tang Zhi stretched out his mouth and bit Zhao Zhenhe's finger, leaving a tooth mark on it, then raised his head and said viciously, "Today I am the boss, I am your brother, I can do whatever I want."

"Boss." Zhao Zhenhe continued, "You can say you are my grandfather."

"Tsk." Tang Zhi was amused by Zhao Zhenhe again, "Why can you say these things with a deadpan face?"

After he finished laughing, his tone weakened again, "At the beginning...if only I hadn't written that composition."

"Tang Zhi." Zhao Zhenhe bent down, making himself equal to Tang Zhi who was sitting, "Look into my eyes...that incident had nothing to do with you at all, and it wasn't your fault." He wrapped his hands around Tang Zhi's cheeks, "It's not you who's wrong, it's that person, do you know?"

Tang Zhi was taken aback by what Zhao Zhenhe said, and he nodded obediently.

"It's not me...it's him."

"Good boy." Zhao Zhenhe left a kiss on Tang Zhi's forehead, "Boss is doing really well, and brought you home to eat iron stick yam."

Tang Zhi: "..."

can i get off here

This isn't a car to go home at all, it's a car to go to a nursing home!