The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

When the little boy saw the food Xia Meng handed to him, he was stunned for a moment, and then as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away, he quickly snatched it from Xia Meng's hand, turned his head, fiercely tore open the packaging bag, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The little boy was young and his mouth was not big, but he wanted to stuff the whole sandwich into his mouth. His mouth was so full that he had difficulty chewing, so he just forced himself to swallow it.

The little boy rolled his eyes because of choking. Xia Meng was startled and said quickly,

"Spit it out! Spit it out!"

The little boy seemed afraid that Xia Meng would snatch the food from his mouth, so he covered his mouth tightly with his two little hands, stared at Xia Meng fiercely with his eyes, stretched his neck, and kept swallowing.

Xia Meng grabbed the little boy's hand, pried open his mouth, and took the food out of his mouth.

The unchewed food fell to the ground. The little boy bit Xia Meng fiercely, breaking her hand. Then he leaned over to pick up the food on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking.

"Don't eat it!" Xia Meng grabbed the little boy's hand to stop him, snatched the dusty food from the little boy's hand and threw it aside.

The little boy lay on the ground and was about to crawl over to pick up the food.

Xia Meng felt distressed and surprised, so she took out another sandwich from her pocket and grabbed the little boy's arm and said,

"If you promise me to eat slowly, I'll give you the food, okay?"

When the little boy saw the new sandwich, he finally stopped struggling. He looked at Xia Meng, then looked at the sandwich, and finally nodded.

Xia Meng then carefully handed the sandwich to the little boy.

After the little boy took it, he wanted to put it into his mouth again. When Xia Meng stopped him, he pouted unwillingly and glared at Xia Meng with dissatisfaction. Finally, he nodded as if in compromise.

The little boy took big bites of the sandwich and finally stopped swallowing it.

Seeing that the little boy ate very quickly but did not choke, Xia Meng felt relieved.

The little boy was obviously not full with just one sandwich. After finishing it, he licked his fingers with a feeling of unsatisfied taste.

Xia Meng frowned. Zhou Yishan knew that Xia Meng was angry just by looking at her expression.

"District Chief Xia, I'll have someone take good care of this child."

Xia Meng looked at the woman lying on the ground, still sleeping soundly.

There was such a loud noise just now, but this woman was not woken up. How careless is she?

Xia Meng nodded. Just as she was about to leave, a middle-aged woman next to her suddenly said,

"This child is also pitiful."

Xia Meng looked at the woman, "Sister, what do you mean?"

The middle-aged woman sighed and said,

"This woman..." The middle-aged woman pursed her lips at the woman lying on the ground, and then said,

"She is a whore. She doesn't even know who she gave birth to the child with. After giving birth, she didn't take good care of the child. Every time she went out for business, she would lock the child up at home."

"Once I didn't come home for several days and the child almost starved to death. But I felt sorry for the child and gave him some food."

"But..." The middle-aged woman showed a sad look on her face, "In this era, everyone is having a hard time. My family doesn't have much food, and I can't help this child."

The little boy sucked his fingers and his eyes became dull and blank again.

Xia Meng asked the middle-aged woman, "Are you neighbors with them?"

The middle-aged woman nodded. "I guess so. I live downstairs from her house."

The little boy is in a very bad condition. This mother is indeed unqualified.

Xia Meng pushed the sleeping woman lying on the ground. The woman opened her eyes dazedly and saw so many people surrounding her. She was stunned for a moment, then sat up suddenly, looking at Xia Meng angrily and vigilantly.

"Who are you?"

Xia Meng said expressionlessly, "The person who is responsible for placing you."

"Oh," the woman scratched her messy hair and glanced at Xia Meng, "What's the matter?"

Xia Meng pointed at the little boy next to her and said, "Is this your child?"

The woman sneered when she heard this. "If it's not mine, how can it be yours?"

After the woman finished speaking, she covered her mouth and laughed.

Xia Meng pursed her lips and said, "If he is your child, why is he so thin?"

The woman said as if it was a matter of course, "Life is so difficult nowadays. I'm lucky I didn't let him starve to death."

The middle-aged woman next to her heard what the woman said, gave her a cold look without saying a word, and curled her lips.

Xia Meng, "What do you do for a living?"

"What's wrong?" The woman's voice rose, and she suddenly became alert, staring at Xia Meng and asked,

"What? Checking the household registration?"