Meng Yan's Transformation

The sorghum heads were cut and transported to the yard for threshing. Several families jointly hired someone to look after the yard.

Zhan Yingying, Zhan Mengyan, and Zhan Zixun were preparing to harvest soybeans and then corn, because the soybeans were ripe and if they were not harvested soon, they would burst in the field, reducing the harvest.

It's time to harvest soybeans. Zhan Yingying, Zhan Mengyan and Zhan Zixun went to their soybean fields to take a look - the leaves of the mature soybeans had all fallen off, and the plump pods were so fat that they almost burst. The wind blew, and the soybeans in the fields shook their pods, making rustling sounds, shining golden, dancing with the autumn wind, like a poem or a painting... The golden color painted the most moving picture of a harvest on the earth.

Zhan Yingying, Zhan Mengyan and Zhan Zixun each had a small sickle and were responsible for two ridges. The soybeans stretched as far as the eye could see.

To harvest soybeans, one must bend over, hold the soybean stalks with one hand, and use the sickle with the other hand to harvest. After harvesting for a while, Zhan Mengyan and Zhan Zixun were left far behind by Zhan Yingying. Their waists ached and they were very tired. It was even more uncomfortable than pinching sorghum ears. After working for a while, they could not straighten their waists. When they reached the end of the field, they could not straighten their waists anymore and fell to the ground, their whole bodies aching.

Zhan Yingying was afraid that the two men would get their hands pricked by the bean stalks, which would be very painful, so she made them both wear gloves. However, Zhan Zixun still accidentally cut his left hand with the sickle, and it was bleeding.

"Brother Zixun, go home and let mom take care of your wound and apply some medicine. Be careful not to get infected." Zhan Yingying found a piece of paper and said to Zhan Zixun while wrapping his wound.

The paper that Zhan Zixun used to wrap his wound was quickly soaked with blood, but he pretended not to feel any pain and said, "I am a man, not that delicate. Let's continue working. This is called staying on the front line even if you are slightly injured. When harvesting soybeans, you must not be afraid of hardship or injury."

"Brother Zixun, you'd better go home and treat your wound. The blood has soaked the paper!" Zhan Mengyan said with concern.

Zhan Zixun continued to cut soybeans despite the two people's persuasion. After a while, Zhan Zixun cut his leg again, and his pants were torn, with a large area of ​​blood. Zhan Yingying pulled the front of her clothes to bandage Zhan Zixun.

"I told you to go home a long time ago, but you didn't. Now your leg is injured again. Brother Zixun, let Sister Mengyan help you go home. Your hands and legs are injured here, and you can't do much work. We are all worried about you..." Seeing that Zhan Zixun refused to leave despite his injured leg, Zhan Yingying persuaded him.

Finally, under the persuasion of Zhan Yingying and Zhan Mengyan, Zhan Zixun resolutely refused to let Zhan Mengyan help him and limped home...

Since the soybean field was very far from home, Zhan Yingying and Zhan Mengyan were chasing each other, and with the sun shining on them, they were soon sweating profusely and their mouths were dry. But they couldn't find any water. They were so thirsty, and the sun was shining on their mouths. Zhan Yingying found a small puddle, probably created by horse hooves. Zhan Yingying and Zhan Mengyan didn't care about it anymore. Although they found the water in the puddle was turbid and there were small insects floating in it, Zhan Yingying took off the towel wrapped around her neck and spread it on the puddle in front of her. Even if it was filtered, she lay down, lowered her head, sucked the water into her mouth, and drank it into her stomach. The taste of the water was indescribable.

Sure enough, after Zhan Mengyan returned home, she started to have stomach problems. She developed enteritis and diarrhea. She went to the toilet more than ten times a day, and she felt dizzy and weak all over. She had to go to the health center to get anti-diarrhea medicine.

"Zhan Yingying, how do you take care of your sister and brother? Just while cutting soybeans with you, Zhan Zixun got his hands and legs injured, and you also gave Zhan Mengyan diarrhea." Zhan Yu said in a reproachful manner.

"Dad, do you think I deliberately hurt Zhan Zixun and gave Zhan Mengyan diarrhea? One of them is recovering from an injury, and the other is recovering from an illness. It's just me who should do the job of harvesting soybeans, so that they don't have to go to the fields and I have to take care of them. If anything happens to them, it's all my fault." Zhan Yingying said.

"When did I say you did it on purpose? I meant to blame you for not taking good care of them. Some of them were injured, some were sick. I was anxious seeing this, and you talked back to me every time I said something to you. Are you like a daughter talking to her father? It's all because of your mother's spoiling you and making you uneducated." Zhan Yu said angrily.

"I have diarrhea, it's really not Sister Yingying's fault. I was too thirsty and couldn't help it, so I drank the dirty water. And I took anti-diarrhea medicine, now my stomach feels better and the pain is gone. I can continue to cut soybeans with Sister Yingying." Zhan Mengyan said.