Meng Yan's Transformation

The next day, at daybreak, everything was quiet, the night was about to fade away, and the dawn light slowly awakened the sleeping creatures. Zhan Yingying got up, she gently put on her clothes and shoes, took the sickle, and put a small whetstone in her pocket. She didn't dare to sharpen the sickle at home, fearing that the sharpening sound would wake up her sleeping family, so she prepared to sharpen the sickle in the field. Zhan Yingying was about to go out on tiptoe when she heard Zhan Mengyan's voice behind her.

It turned out that Zhan Mengyan heard the rustling sound of Zhan Yingying getting dressed. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw Zhan Yingying's figure in the dim light. She jumped up from the kang and said, "Sister Yingying, why are you up so early? It's not even dawn yet. Sleep a little longer. I feel like my bones are about to fall apart. Aren't you sore all over?"

Zhan Yingying realized that she had woken up Zhan Mengyan, so she hurried back. She pushed Zhan Mengyan back into bed, covered her with a blanket, and whispered in her ear, "Sister Mengyan, you should sleep a little longer. When you are tired, go to the soybean field to find me. I am not tired. I am used to it. You have never cut beans before, so you must be exhausted. You should have a good rest and get enough energy before helping me cut beans. There is dew in the morning in autumn, and the beans are wet by the dew. When I cut the beans, I am not used to wearing gloves, so it won't be so prickly."

Zhan Mengyan broke free from Zhan Yingying's hand and crawled out of the quilt again. She said as she put on her clothes, "I'm awake now. Sister is actually much more tired than me, but she just doesn't say it. I want to go to the soybean field with sister to harvest beans."

Zhan Yingying and Zhan Mengyan walked together in the quiet autumn morning. The mist was lingering, and the mist filled the earth, like a layer of gauze, covering the golden soybean fields, the fiery red sorghum fields, and the small villages near and far. Right in front of you, like those tiny and white clouds in the sky, fluttering like silk ribbons, entwined between the trees and the fields, the world seemed to be in a dreamy dream. A trace of dew fell gently on the grass leaves, as if a layer of crystal white frost was applied to the earth. The damp and slightly cool morning breeze gently swept across the cheeks of the two sisters, making them feel so refreshed, and quietly brushed away the sleepiness on Zhan Mengyan's forehead. Zhan Mengyan took a deep breath and couldn't help but stretching comfortably. A sense of comfort really entered the internal organs, the blood, and every nerve. A little squirrel was jumping on the branches, another little wild rabbit was jumping in the grass, and the birds were singing crisply on the branches, infecting everything around them, making people feel the vitality and vigor of autumn, as if they also felt this beautiful season.

The poplar trees on both sides of the country road no longer make whistling sounds. They have all shed their summer green attires. The sparse leaves have turned yellow and quietly, one after another, like huge butterflies, flying, spinning, drifting, flowing, and landing gracefully, gorgeously ending the last glory of a leaf... The white daisies blooming in the fields and the fallen leaves scattered on the open space make people feel the change of seasons.

In the early morning of autumn, before the sun came out, the eastern sky was pale, gray at first, then purple-gray, and gradually dark red. The clouds on the horizon were connected and overlapped. After a while, the sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, beams and strands, into the sky, and reflected the red earth again. The sun was dyed layer by layer, and the red glow became more and more gorgeous, filled with steaming white mist, and became thinner. The soybean field was looming in the glow, red and yellow. It exuded a trace of unprecedented peace and silence, and quietly listened to the sound of the earth awakening in the sky.

Zhan Yingying and Zhan Mengyan came to the soybean field of her family. Zhan Yingying took out the whetstone and sharpened their sickles. Zhan Yingying said to Zhan Mengyan, "Sister Mengyan, you only take care of one ridge, and I take care of four ridges. We will cut them together. Don't worry. Cut as much as you can. If you fall, I will come back to pick you up. You must pay attention to safety. Safety comes first. Don't get hurt again like Brother Zixun. If you get hurt again, I don't know how Dad and Mom will teach me a lesson when you go home today."

Zhan Mengyan put on gloves, picked up a sickle, and said while cutting soybeans: "Sister Yingying, you don't have to worry about me. I will be careful and will never let myself get hurt. No matter how hard I try, I can't cut as fast as you. Sister, you are so amazing. You are really a heroine who is as brave as men."

"Sister Mengyan, stop talking nonsense and stop flattering me. You can't do two things at once. Just watch your hands." Zhan Yingying said.