After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

The bald man whispered to comfort her, but in his mind he was scolding her for deserved it and calling her stupid. However, he was also afraid that the robber would drag him down with him before he died.

"Let him eat more seafood to supplement his nutrition. Maybe the fever will go away and he won't think about killing people anymore." You can't eat seafood when you have a fever. It's best to let the robber eat more to make the fever worse! Burn him to death!

"Yeah, okay." Zhang Ran nodded obediently, wiped away his tears and continued to eat the shrimp, praising: "Brother, your cooking skills are amazing. The seafood is even more delicious than mine."

The bald man was very proud of the compliment and said, "Then you really can't compare."

He didn't leave, waiting for Zhang Ran to finish eating so that he could wash the dishes.

After Zhang Ran finished eating, the bald man looked at her puzzledly, "Why did you eat so little today?"

Zhang Ran explained embarrassedly, "I have no appetite in the morning and usually eat very little. I don't eat much at noon either. But I have a big appetite at night and eat the most."

"No wonder you're so fat." The bald man stared at her thick arms and said with a tone of admonition from an elder, "You should eat well in the morning, eat enough at noon, and eat less at night. You've got it all wrong and that's why you're so fat."

"So that's how it is." Zhang Ran looked educated and said helplessly, "But I've developed a habit and I can't change it." Seeing that the bald man wanted to say something, he stood up and left to go into the room to catch up on his sleep.

I slept until noon, left the room and went straight to the bow. After making sure that the route was the same as yesterday, I turned and went to the kitchen.

The bald man had already prepared lunch, which was another seafood feast, including raw marinated conchs and steamed mandarin fish...

He had already prepared two large trays and asked Zhang Ran to bring them into the room for the robbers to enjoy.

This time, after he finished eating and leaned back in his chair to rest, he saw Zhang Ran limping out with two empty trays. "He finished everything? Such a good appetite?" This appetite was too good to be true. Could he possibly make it through this?!

Zhang Ran shook his head. "He ate half of it and threw it up. He wanted to eat something else. I told him there was nothing else to eat on the boat, only seafood. Maybe he got hungry again after throwing up, so he had to eat the rest."

Vomited? That's good! The bald man suppressed his excitement, feeling that victory was in sight. He watched Zhang Ran sit down and eat a few bites and then stop, and he became suspicious: "Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry?"

"He vomited and the whole room was filled with a strange smell. I had no appetite and couldn't eat."

The bald man nodded in understanding. If he saw others vomiting, he would have no appetite either.

"How about I save these for dinner?" Zhang Ran finished explaining and suddenly thought of something: "Can this seafood be eaten at night? I heard that seafood will be poisonous if left overnight."

Dead seafood is even more poisonous! The bald man's eyes lit up with excitement. "Then you can eat it later. It's okay if you don't eat it overnight." He stood up as usual and began to wash the dishes and trays. He secretly planned to cook dead seafood for the robber for dinner, so that he would die of illness in the room and never set foot outside again!

Zhang Ran sat on the chair, looking at his cheerful back, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and the bald man had indeed prepared a large table of seafood. It was completely different from the seafood he had made before, baked salt shrimps, braised crabs, all of which were heavy in flavor and looked more appetizing.

"Hurry, bring all these into the room." The bald man excitedly urged Zhang Ran to bring the tray in.

"Brother, your cooking skills are amazing. He always complained that the seafood I cooked before was bland. This time, it will definitely suit his taste. If he enjoys the meal, he won't hit me." Zhang Ran left with the tray, looking happy.

The bald man stared at her limping figure, feeling something was wrong. He remembered that her left leg was injured, so how could it be her right leg? Maybe he remembered it wrongly.