After Being Reborn and Regaining Her Identity, the True Heiress Is Spoiled in the Seventies

Chapter 7

An ZhiAng naturally noticed her evasive movement, his eyes sank, and he pulled her hand over, carefully helped roll up her sleeve, and saw the criss-crossing scars under her sleeves, some were new and some were flesh-colored scars that had already healed but left behind.

He stretched out his fingers and touched them distressedly, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

He was the most mischievous child in the family. Although he had been beaten many times when he was young, he had never been beaten like this with scars all over his body. It was not difficult to imagine how serious the beatings were at that time.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." An ZhiXia calmly retracted her hand and covered her arm with her sleeve again.

Her soul had wandered for 100 years. When she returned to the age of 18 when she was still alive, apart from those particularly deep memories in her heart, she had actually forgotten many things.

But she still vaguely remembered that although she had to do a lot of work when she was a child, she was not often beaten. It was only in the last two years, after An MeiYun was reborn, that the Gao couple was afraid of the truth being revealed and hated that they couldn't kill her every day, so they tortured and humiliated her in every possible way.

An ZhiXia was immersed in the past events and was unable to recover for a long time. This expression fell in An ZhiAng's eyes, which made him feel extremely distressed.

Pulling An ZhiXia out, An ZhiAng gritted his teeth and said, "Little sister, don't be afraid. Your brother will cherish you in the future. No one will bully you again. Brother will take you to take revenge now and let those bastards see that anyone who bullies my sister An ZhiAng will know today how many eyes Ma Wang has."

An ZhiAng was very tall. Although they were the same age, born only a few minutes apart, she only reached his chest.

Especially with this fierce look at the moment, it actually made An ZhiXia feel very safe.

An ZhiXia still remembered that in her previous life, after the downfall of the An family, he was framed by An MeiYun and sentenced to ten years of labor reform. When he came out after ten years, although he was only thirty years old, he was as desolate as an old man with a flickering life.

Later, after years of running around, he finally found out the truth about what happened to his family. By then, An MeiYun was already married with children, and her husband's family was very powerful, while An ZhiAng was just a labor camp inmate who had just been released from prison, and had no ability to fight against An MeiYun at all.

Unsurprisingly, An ZhiAng, the only survivor of the An family, was also destroyed at An MeiYun's hands, and from then on there was no one left of the An family in this world.

"Brother Jianwen... Brother Jianye..."

An ZhiXia, who was immersed in her thoughts, was called back to her senses by An ZhiAng calling her name. She saw Zhou Jianwen and Zhou Jianye coming out from the yard, "ZhiAng, what's up?"

Zhou Jianye had just washed up and changed his clothes after catching fish. His hair was still wet and plastered to his forehead.

"You two help me gather some men. I'm going to the Gao house to avenge my sister."

With just one sentence from An ZhiAng, Zhou Jianwen and Zhou Jianye didn't try to dissuade him at all, and immediately went to call people.

They were all teenage boys, and didn't have as many concerns as the elders. Especially after knowing that the Gao family had actually swapped his cousin, if it wasn't for the elders saying they should wait for his uncle to come back before making plans, they would have rushed to the door long ago.

Now with An ZhiAng taking the lead, none of the brothers thought it was asking for trouble.

The Zhou family was a big family in Zhou Village, and most of the villagers were surnamed Zhou. With just one shout from the two brothers, all the teenage boys were mobilized. Dozens of them, some carrying hoes, some holding sticks, standing together was an intimidating sight.

Especially after hearing about the Gao family's despicable act of swapping babies, even though Zhou Nan had married out, her child was still considered half of their Zhou family's descendant. To dare to do this right under their nose was undoubtedly courting death.

An ZhiAng asked Zhou Jianwen if his family had an iron basin. As soon as Zhou Jianwen heard this, he immediately understood his intention. His eyes lit up instantly and he grunted in agreement before running back home.

When he came back out, he was holding a basin in one hand and a rolling pin in the other. He also experimentally knocked it and it made a bang sound.

"ZhiAng, what do you think?"

An ZhiAng was naturally very satisfied. He said, "Brother Jianwen, keep knocking this all the way and shouting. I want everyone to know about the shameful things the Gao family has done. Let's go take revenge first. Remember everyone, once we get to the Gao house, feel free to beat and smash as you like. As long as no one is killed, I'll take care of the aftermath. Besides, we already talked to the little generals in town before we came. We have to make this quick. They'll come later to continue the fight. The Gao family dared to touch my sister An ZhiAng. I'm going to make sure their whole family doesn't get to live in peace for the next half of their lives."

At this time, although the influence of the little generals was not as great as in previous years due to the sent-down youth policy, it was still enough to intimidate people, especially for those labeled as bad elements.

The Gao family had very good family background, were law-abiding citizens for generations, and eight generations of poor farmers. But doing such a shameful thing as baby swapping cannot cover up their black hearts no matter how red their roots were.

An ZhiAng walked in front pulling An ZhiXia, followed by Zhou Jianwen banging the basin and shouting, recounting the Gao family's malicious deeds. Behind them were dozens of teenage boys from the Zhou clan in Zhou Village, holding hoes and sticks, looking very imposing.

Zhou Village and An Le Village were neighboring villages, separated only by two ponds and a bamboo forest.

Before they even reached An Le Village, the news had already spread there.

Gao Dazhuang stood in the yard with a gloomy look on his face, glancing outside from time to time. It was not difficult to see the trace of fear hidden deep in his eyes.

Li Xiu kept pacing back and forth in front of him, murmuring, "What to do, what to do? How can this be? It's all because of that dead girl Xiao Cao. How did she know she wasn't our own? And how did she not get beaten to death? That bald Li couldn't even keep an eye on a little girl and let her run back here to threaten us... "

Gao Dazhuang was dizzy from her pacing around. He gently snapped, "Can you stop pacing around? What's the use of saying all this now? We need to think of a way to get out of this first."

"As if I don't know that? But what else can we do?" Li Xiu whimpered, then suddenly her eyes lit up and said, "Master, let's go find MeiYun!"

At that time, the reason they swapped babies was to let the child have a better life, and their whole family relied on the child having a better life.

In recent years, ever since they got in touch with the child, their family life had indeed improved a lot.

And now, it was time they needed her help more than ever.