After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Fall to the ground, get up, fall to the ground, get up, over and over again, as if there is no end.

Cheng Mingtai specially laid a carpet on the floor, but Zhang Ran still fell hard. He couldn't get up from the ground anymore, so he surrendered and said, "Let's continue tomorrow. Let me lie down for a while."

Cheng Mingtai stood by and waited quietly for her to recover her strength. "Since you are not going back to celebrate the New Year, why don't you celebrate it at my house? You have known each other for such a long time, but you have never met my mother. She can finally take a day off on New Year's Day. I will introduce you two to each other."

Zhang Ran has been studying at Cheng Mingtai for so long, but he has never seen his mother Yao Lan once. As a female judge, she is really too busy and often stays out all night, busy with work.

Thinking that Yao Lan might be kidnapped and murdered outside the court, Zhang Ran looked a little dazed.

Seeing her silence, Cheng Mingtai took over the conversation, "I forgot, is Sister Luo not going back to celebrate the New Year? Are you spending it with them?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ran felt less pain in his body and stood up with the help of the wall, but his legs were still shaking because of the pain. "Your mother is so busy, are you sure she can have a holiday during the Chinese New Year? If she can't go home for the New Year, you can come to the store and celebrate the New Year with us."

Cheng Mingtai reached out and helped her walk to the sofa outside and sit down. He took out the medicinal wine from under the coffee table and handed it to her, then turned around and poured another cup of tea and placed it in front of her.

He discovered that she preferred tea to coffee.

Although I like spicy food, I restrain myself from eating light food.

She was obviously a young girl, but she learned to maintain her health from a 78-year-old man. The more he got along with her, the more he couldn't see through her.

Zhang Ran lifted up his trouser legs and rubbed them with medicinal wine. He rubbed them hard until they were hot, and made a self-deprecating sound of "tsk tsk". "My mother used to like to pickle all kinds of salty food during the Chinese New Year. I feel like I have been pickled in medicinal wine. The smell of medicinal wine is all over my body, inside and out."

This was the first time Zhang Ran mentioned her mother since they met, so Cheng Mingtai asked, "Have you visited her?"

Zhang Ran suddenly laughed, "I don't even know where she is imprisoned, why should I go to see her?"

Cheng Mingtai: "..." At this moment, he had a strong desire. He wanted to go to the prison to see Zhang Ran's mother. He wanted to know what she had experienced over the years and why she became like this.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Cheng Mingtai turned and went to the kitchen, cut a plate of apples, brought it out and placed it on the coffee table.

After Zhang Ran served the medicinal wine, he raised his arm and swung the bottle to show it to the man: "I have used up all the medicinal wine. You need to prepare another bottle."

Cheng Mingtai took a look and said jokingly, "Eat my food, use my things. If you can't learn it this year, come back to me next year and I will definitely charge you tuition."

"Who told you not to accept it? It's too late to regret now." Zhang Ran put the bottle of medicinal wine back to its place, picked up the teacup and sipped the tea with enjoyment. What Cheng Mingtai eats and uses here are the best, which are simply not available on the market. He receives the most severe beatings every day, but enjoys the best life.

After drinking the tea, Zhang Ran stood up, said goodbye, and limped away.

Cheng Mingtai looked at her stubborn back and couldn't help asking, "Shall I take you home?" Even though he had been rejected countless times, every time he saw her leave like this, he couldn't help but want to take her home.

"No need, I can walk. See you tomorrow." Zhang Ran took a few steps, slowed down, and continued walking, limping towards the exit of the compound.

The guard who saw her every day took the initiative to greet her, "Xiao Zhang, are you done with today's training? I saw that you couldn't even walk steadily, why didn't you ask Mingtai to take you there?"