After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Luo Yue shrank back in fear and explained aggrievedly: "Someone came to our house to watch the fun, and I was afraid that the noise would spread."

The hatred in Luo's father's heart shifted immediately. He looked at Luo Yue and nodded, "You are still the most well-behaved and sensible." He turned his head and glared fiercely at Luo's mother who was lying on the ground with bruises all over her body, "Stop pretending to be dead. Get up and cook. I'm hungry!"

Luo's mother trembled all over, and regardless of the pain all over her body, she quickly got up and said to Luo's father timidly, "I'll go right away, right away."

She bent down and tried to help her son up, but Luo Yaozu was as strong as two of her. She couldn't help him up at all. She immediately raised her head and glared at Luo Yue fiercely, "You little girl, don't you have eyes? Come and help me!"

Luo Yue reached out to pick up the long bench that had fallen to the ground and moved it behind Luo's father, "Dad, sit down."

Seeing his daughter being so filial, Luo's father calmed down a lot and glared at Luo's mother fiercely: "If he doesn't get up, let him continue to lie down. I will beat him to death when I regain my strength!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Yaozu, who was lying on the ground wailing in pain, rolled over like a meat mountain earthquake and got up. Even after being beaten, he still didn't know how to restrain himself. He looked at Luo's father with resentment, but with a little more fear. He secretly swore in his heart that when he grew up a few more years and Luo's father got old, he would beat him every day until he was worse than death!

Seeing that her son was no longer being beaten, Luo's mother quickly went into the kitchen to cook.

Her back was injured, and blood seeped out and stained her clothes red. Luo Yue felt very happy, and looked back at her father, "Dad, I'm going to help Mom cook."

Father Luo waved at her and couldn't help thinking, it would be great if Xiaoyue was a son.

The kitchen is small, dark and damp.

Luo's mother was busy washing vegetables.

Luo Yue walked around her, picked up the gourd ladle, scooped water from the water tank and put it into the pot to rinse it.

Luo's mother was covered in wounds, and even breathing hurt her wounds, and her vision was blacking out. When she saw Luo Yue was intact, she got angry and wanted to hit her again.

Why didn’t my parents treat her as a human being since childhood? She married Luo’s father and gave birth to a son and was beaten every day? Why didn’t Luo’s father beat this dead girl?

Luo Yue glanced at her and said, "Mom, Dad is hungry and waiting to eat, I'll make it. You have injuries on your body, there is some medicinal wine at home, go and wipe it off."

When Luo's father was mentioned, Luo's mother didn't dare to fight again. She suppressed her resentment, searched through boxes and cabinets to find the medicinal wine, and hurriedly left the kitchen. There was little medicinal wine left, and she couldn't bear to use it herself, so she gave it to Luo Yaozu.

The people in the village are poor and all they eat are vegetables grown at home. If they want to eat meat, they have to go to the town to buy it, and they can only eat it a few times a year.

Luo's mother diligently raised a lot of chickens. The hens laid a few eggs every day, so there was no shortage of eggs at home. They could steam some egg custard every day. However, Luo Yue could only taste a small spoonful.

Luo's mother would cook one egg for Luo Yaozu every day, and save the rest to sell in the town at market time, which was also an important source of income for the family.

But the weather is hot, and if the saved eggs are not sold in town in time, they will easily go bad.

Bad eggs cannot be eaten. Luo Yue would throw them away every time she picked them out of the basket. But today she didn't throw away any. She picked out two bad eggs and beat them into a large bowl to steam them later.

The egg yolk was scattered, covered with black spots, and gave off a foul smell. Luo Yue ignored it and picked up the chopsticks to stir it quickly, then poured some soy sauce in and continued to stir it. The black spots disappeared and the bad smell was also covered up.

"Ah!" Luo Yaozu's shrill screams came into the kitchen, "What did you wipe for me? Do you want to kill me?!"