After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

The moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the bed. Erya slept on the inside, leaving half of the bed empty outside. She was already snoring with the quilt in her arms. Now she was so tired that she could not even move her feet. She could no longer study with Zhang Ran until late at night and rest together like before.

Nowadays, Zhang Ran cannot sleep with any light, otherwise he will fall into a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. Waking up from a nap feels more tired than staying up all night.

When I walked to the window and drew the curtains, I accidentally glanced downstairs and saw a dark shadow wandering outside the door.

Because the moon was not bright enough tonight, and the shadow was standing in the corridor and flashing by, Zhang Ran could not see who it was, but who could be hanging around outside the store in the middle of the night? It must be a bad guy or a thief.

A few days ago, Luo Youdi got up and opened the shop door, only to find that the door lock had been broken. Fortunately, Zhang Ran had foresight and the thief failed to succeed because of the protection of the two doors.

Unexpectedly, she would run into Zhang Ran tonight. She was not afraid, but unusually excited. She put on her clothes and shoes, took out the pepper spray and fruit knife from the bedside table and put them in her pocket, then quickly went downstairs to the backyard.

Find the rolling pin, open the door to the backyard, and move forward quickly along the wall.

She walked to the corner and peeked towards the gate. A burly figure was standing in front of the gate with his back to her, fiddling with it, trying to open the lock.

He tiptoed over quickly, raised a rolling pin and hit the person on the head with it. As the person turned around with a scream, he quickly took out pepper spray and sprayed it at his eyes.

"Ahhhh!"

The man covered his eyes with his hands, let out a shrill scream, and squatted on the ground.

Zhang Ran did not pursue the victory, but stopped and looked at the screaming man in surprise, "...Uncle Yang?"

"It's me, it's me." Foreman Yang was afraid that Zhang Ran would continue to attack him, so he quickly responded a few times.

Zhang Ran looked at him in silence as he wailed in pain. "Why are you hanging around outside our store so late at night? I thought you were a thief."

"Stop talking, take me to wash my eyes." Foreman Yang pleaded painfully, "My eyes hurt so much, what are you using? I'm not going blind, am I?"

The screams woke Luo Youdi up. She hurried downstairs and opened the door of the store. Seeing this scene, she asked, "What's going on?"

Zhang Ran reached out and grabbed Foreman Yang's arm and walked into the store. "When I was getting ready to go to bed, I noticed a sneaky figure outside the store. I thought it was a thief, but it turned out to be Uncle Yang."

"This matter is indeed my fault, not Xiaoyue's." Foreman Yang was dragged to the backyard with his eyes closed.

Luo Youdi poured hot water to wash his eyes but was stopped by Zhang Ran, "The pepper water can only be washed with cold water, not hot water."

Luo Youdi quickly poured out the hot water and replaced it with clean water.

After repeated washing, Foreman Yang's eyes were still burning with pain. He tried to open his eyes every time he washed them. After failing, he asked to continue washing his eyes until he could open his eyes and see the person standing in front of him clearly. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, I am not blind."

"Sorry, Brother Yang." Luo Youdi immediately stood up and apologized.

"No, no, no, this is my fault." Foreman Yang didn't dare to blame Zhang Ran, and quickly took all the responsibility on himself, "I shouldn't have been hanging around outside the gate in the middle of the night and scared Xiaoyue, making her think I was a thief." He glanced at Zhang Ran's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

This girl's attack was too ruthless, hitting the vital points directly.

His head and eyes hurt, but she acted as if nothing had happened and didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.