After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Old man Luo has had a cold for several days. If he doesn’t find a warm place to sleep at night, he will surely freeze to death on the street. He is afraid and he doesn’t want to die. “Grandpa, please, I’m sick and I don’t want to die. Can you please take me to the hospital? Wuuuuuu… Grandpa was really wrong. You guys were so filial before, and it was grandpa who was foolish. I’m sorry for you. Can you please forgive me? Wuuuuu…”

Listening to the old man Luo's pleading voice through the door, Zhang Ran stopped to take a breath, his eyes filled with murderous intent. When he was young, he favored boys over girls. When he was old, he repented not because he knew he was wrong, but because he was afraid that no one would serve him or support him.

If the old man had a son to support him, he would never repent.

Just like a murderer who admits his mistake after being caught is just begging for mercy out of fear of death. If you give them another chance, they will only do something even more cruel.

Crocodile tears are never worthy of sympathy.

To sympathize with the enemy is to harm yourself!

With the door closed, Zhang Ran was busy with her own things. She finished playing with sandbags and practicing shooting. When she was tired, she took a break and lay on the table to write the test paper. The workload of senior high school was heavy, and she had not finished it yesterday evening.

Perhaps knowing that they would run into the old beggar again when they returned to the town, Luo Youdi took Liu Yufei to visit the county town, bought a lot of things, and then directed her to drive back to the village.

At night, we stayed at Gao Yunfeng's home.

When it was dinner time, Luo Youdi and the others hadn't returned yet, Zhang Ran vaguely guessed something.

She cooked the meal herself. After she finished eating, she served herself a bowl of rice, put some leftovers in the bowl, and took a bottle of the cheapest white wine.

Open the door, put down the white wine, and pour the food in the bowl into the broken bowl.

Hearing the door opening, Old Man Luo immediately turned his head and saw that his begging bowl was filled with steaming food. He immediately picked it up and gobbled it up.

Seeing Zhang Ran was about to close the door again, he reached out to push it anxiously, but he was still a step too late.

The door closed again, almost pinching his fingers.

Old man Luo's mouth was full of food, and he couldn't hear what was said. He sat back on the ground and continued to eat voraciously. When he choked, he drank some wine.

He quickly finished a large bowl of rice. Although he was still very hungry, he smiled and knocked on the door twice, "Xiaoyue, Grandpa knows that you are the most filial."

After drinking, I didn't feel so cold anymore and my whole body warmed up.

The aroma of wine aroused his appetite. Old Luo, who had a drinking addiction before, would often pick up discarded wine bottles to drink even when begging. He picked up the bottle and drank it sip by sip, and he felt that his life had returned to the good old days.

Soon he was drunk. The wine in the bottle was already empty. He tilted his head back to drink several times but failed to get the drink. He muttered something and threw the bottle away.

In a daze, I saw a girl swaying in front of me, carrying a schoolbag and locking the door.

He stretched out his black and dirty claws and grabbed the girl, "Xiaoyue, Grandpa knows that you have the kindest heart. You will definitely support Grandpa, right? Hiccup..."

Zhang Ran lowered his head and looked at his shaking black hands that kept grabbing the air beside his trouser legs. He bent down to pick up the empty wine bottle on the ground and put it into his schoolbag, then strode away.

It was completely dark, the street lights were on like ghost lights, it was freezing cold, and there were almost no people on the road.

"Xiaoyue, where are you going?" Old man Luo subconsciously got up and limped after her, his body swaying as if he would fall down at any time.

He was so drunk that his legs were so weak that he couldn't walk a long distance. He fell to the ground and felt like he was sleeping on a soft bed. His whole body felt warm and comfortable. Old man Luo smiled happily, "I'm home, hehe..." He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.