Was she spoiled by her nanny?

"Was it Jiang Shihong who hit you?" Tong Dachui guessed it right away.

The man who had been squatting on the ground in silence suddenly jumped up and stood in front of Tong Huan.

Under the girl's bright eyes, both sides of her face were red and swollen. Her tender skin was stretched so thin that it looked like it would break if touched. It was painful just to look at. There was also a scratch on the upper half of her face, with yellow disinfectant and blood mixed together.

Tong Dachui's fists were clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound.

Because he had frequent contact with Tong Huan, he was quite familiar with the situation of the Jiang family and knew that the adopted daughter was actually Jiang Shihong's illegitimate daughter.

Tong Dachui burst out with righteousness and pulled Tong Huan's hand, "Let's go! Take me to see him! I'll help you!"

Did you ask his opinion about the cousin who bullied him?

The people of Xikou Village would never allow others to bully them!

At this time, several other people, Tong Mahua, Tong Mianbing, Tong Zongzi... also noticed the wound on Tong Huan's face and surrounded Tong Huan to look at it.

"Who hit him? Jiang Shihong? Isn't Jiang Shihong your father?" Tong Mahua looked puzzled.

Tong Mianbing was older and had seen more of the world. He slapped his head and said, "I know. It must be Tong Huan who came out to see us. Jiang Shihong didn't let her, so he beat her."

The guess was quite accurate... Tong Huan was stunned.

Tong Honggui threw away his cigarette butt, jumped in through the window, and stared at Tong Huan, "Did Jiang Shihong really beat you up?"

Tong Mahua couldn't understand: "But isn't Tong Huan his biological daughter? Civilized people like them, just like us country folk, use spanking to educate their children."

Tong Zongzi was not convinced, "What's wrong with fighting? Do you think calling someone a bastard all day long will solve the problem?"

Tong Mahua was puzzled: "What problem does he want to solve? The little bastard just came to see us. What law did she break?"

Tong Mianbing touched his chin, with an unfathomable look on his face, "You don't understand this. Rich people are naturally afraid of us poor people. In their eyes, we may become robbers, murderers, and kidnappers in a blink of an eye. Even if we don't become robbers, murderers, and kidnappers, if we don't have enough money one day and ask them to borrow money, they will also have a headache."

Tong Huan: “…”

I didn't expect that Second Uncle was so self-aware.

Tong Zongzi looked proud, "It turns out that rich people are naturally afraid of us, so we are really born to be powerful!"

Tong Mianbing continued his thoughts: "So since the Jiang family took Tong Huan back, they don't want her to meet us again. Otherwise, he would rather beat her to death."

Tong Honggui was very anxious, "Was it really Jiang Shihong who beat him?"

Tong Huan spread her hands and said, "Do you think that's possible? He was in court this morning for the trial and he wasn't with me."

Chen Gong looked at everyone talking at once and explained, "It was her mother who beat her."

Tong Mahua stamped her feet, a little impatient, "Why are you saying so much? Since someone is beating up our family, no matter which little bastard he beat up, let's go, let's fight back!"

Tong Mahua put her hands on Tong Huan's shoulders and pushed her out.

Not to mention Chen Gong, even Tong Huan was confused about this.

...What are they doing? She hasn't even finished her fight with them, and now they are going to help her out. Are they serious?

Tong Honggui had already taken the lead and went out first.

Tong Zongzi also hurriedly followed, and said heroically, "A woman dares to hit someone from our family? Dealing with her is like dealing with a weak chicken!"

Tong Mianbing thought more about it, "First, beat her back, kidnap her and make her write a letter of apology."

Tong Huan: “???”

Where do their elbows turn?

No. Do they have elbows?

Have they forgotten how they bullied her, a fatherless child, when they were in the village?

"That's enough!" Tong Huan shook off Tong Dachui and Tong Mahua, her small face full of frustration, "I'm taking this beating for Tong Hongmei!

...Whether they can deal with Lingqing or not, it was Tong Hongmei who stole her away from the Jiang family.

...Do they know how cruel it is for a mother to lose a child who is less than a month old? "

Regardless, at first, the pain of Luo Meilan's child being stolen was real.

Even though Tong Huan has returned to the Jiang family, she cannot feel the return of her child, but rather a sense of loss forever.

Is a daughter raised by a vulgar enemy still her own daughter?

Maybe Luo Meilan herself didn't realize that she was blaming Tong Huan for everything. She completely treated Tong Huan as a substitute for Tong Hongmei, venting the pain of losing her child for sixteen years on Tong Huan.

But Tong Huan is so innocent.

Tong Huan didn't want to be robbed.

After being robbed, she lived a poor life for 16 years, cutting grass to feed pigs, working in the fields, and being ridiculed as a bastard...

After finally returning to her biological parents, she was deeply despised. No matter what she did, she could not get her mother's love, and no matter how she struggled, she could not integrate into the life of the Jiang family.

Even though she chose to go against her mother and father in this life, and used hatred to cover up all the expectations, losses, pain, despair and other complex emotions, she could not deny that

The source of all this comes from Tong Hongmei!

Tong Huan covered her eyes, which were full of pain, as if all the pain from past and present lives were forced into the blood vessels in her eyes, making them swell.

She didn't shed tears. If she didn't suppress these emotions, her blood vessels would burst due to all the despair and bleed.

Tong Dachui paused and stared in shock at his cousin's trembling thin shoulders.

He only wanted to stand up for her, but completely forgot about their respective identities.

Tong Huan is not his cousin at all, but a child stolen by his aunt who broke the law. She is... a victim.

Tong Dachui grabbed his hair with both hands and tore it hard, his face full of confusion and distortion.

He saw with his own eyes what kind of life Tong Huan led in the village. Even though he tried his best to help, life was still difficult for an uneducated woman with a child.

However, Tong Huan did not have to go through all this. Just look at the grand scale of the Jiang family's welcome party. All the guests were well-dressed and wealthy, and the delicacies on the table were the kind of delicacies that one would never see in a lifetime in the countryside.

Look at the room that the Jiang family arranged for Tong Huan in the news reports. It is so big, so luxurious, and so dreamy that it seems like a princess’s bedroom.

This is the life that Tong Huan should have enjoyed.

It was Tong Hongmei who dragged such a princess into hell.

Tong Dachui suddenly felt that Tong Hongmei deserved to die and should indeed be sentenced to death. (Of course, this sentence of death was in the emotional sense of Tong Dachui, not that Tong Hongmei should really die.)

Perhaps sensing Tong Huan's pain, Tong Honggui, Tong Mahua, Tong Mianbing, Tong Zongzi and others also stopped and stood there stupidly, looking embarrassed.

Tong Hua suddenly let go of her hand, glared at Tong Mianbing and the others,

"And you! Have you forgotten how you bullied me in the past? You said I was a bastard, stole water from my fields, and killed my trees!... And now you have the nerve to say you're standing up for me. What's wrong with you? You have lost your dignity!"

Tong Hongmei's cousin Tong Honggui: "..."

Tong Zongzi who stole water from the field: "..."

The wife killed someone else's tree, the child's pancake: "…………"

Especially Tong Mahua who always called Tong Huan a bastard: “………………”

……

For a moment, everyone was ashamed and speechless.

The stuffy storage room on the top floor fell into an eerie silence in the summer. Apart from the sweat on everyone's forehead, there was no sound at all, and you could hear a pin drop.