Meng Yan's Transformation

Zhan Yu asked Yun Qing to pour wine for everyone, and for the young people who couldn't drink, he poured soda.

Zhan Yu stood up, picked up the wine glass and said, "Thank you very much, everyone here. You have worked hard today. Let me express my family's gratitude with this glass of wine. I will drink it first as a sign of respect, and everyone can feel free to drink..."

Zhang Ershuanzi drank a glass of wine and said, "Uncle Zhan, why are you being so polite? We are all from the same village, and it is only natural for us to help each other. From now on, if you need me, Zhang Ershuanzi, just say the word and I will be there as soon as possible."

Everyone followed suit and said, "Yes, yes, we are all from the same village, and everyone has problems. We help each other, and if we all work together, the fire will burn brighter. If we do a big project like digging a well by ourselves, it will take forever, haha..."

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they chatted for a while, then said goodbye to Zhan Yu and Yun Qing and went home to rest. Only Zhang Bao refused to leave the table. Although he was already drunk, he kept saying that he was not drunk, and he kept saying, "Fourth sister-in-law, please fill my glass quickly. There are not enough people here, so it's not fun to drink this wine. Please drink two glasses with me. Come on, let's drink to each other first."

"Brother Zhang Bao, you've had too much to drink. Why don't you drink more tomorrow? You're tired too, so go home and rest early." Zhan Yu said as he helped Zhang Bao, who was staggering to his feet.

Zhang Bao waved his hand and said, "The guests haven't finished drinking yet, and you're telling them to leave? I call you stingy and you're still not convinced, you stingy bastard, quickly ask my fourth sister-in-law to pour me some wine, pour me some wine..."

Yunqing saw Zhang Bao's drunken eyes and tried to avoid him, but Zhan Yu nodded and asked her to pour wine for him.

Yunqing had no choice but to go forward and fill Zhang Bao's glass with wine. Just as she was about to leave, Zhang Bao held the wine glass in one hand and sang a little song: "The river is flowing and the frogs are croaking, which makes me feel upset..." With the other hand, he grabbed Yunqing's hand.

Yunqing hastily pulled her hand away, and the wine in Zhang Bao's hand spilled onto the table. Zhang Bao hastily leaned over the table to drink up the spilled wine, saying, "You spendthrift woman, you waste things, you don't know how to cherish them, you're wasting God's gifts!"

Zhang Bao just finished licking the wine spilled on the table, and suddenly grabbed Yunqing's hands with both hands and said, "I heard that Fourth Sister-in-law's hands are like those of an artist, who can paint and write calligraphy. Let me take a good look at the difference between these hands and other women's hands. Oh, there are really differences. Why is there no little finger on this hand? It's a crippled hand."

As Zhang Bao spoke, he rubbed Yunqing's hands up and down, and kissed them non-stop. Yunqing blushed and said, "Zhang Bao, you've drunk too much, let me go..."

Just as Yunqing was struggling to break free but couldn't break free of Zhang Bao's hands, Zhan Mengyan rushed forward and bit Zhang Bao's arm fiercely. Zhang Bao felt pain and let go of Yunqing's hand, shouting: "You crazy girl, are you born in the year of the dog? Why are you biting people? It would be strange if you were admitted to the secondary normal school. Fortunately, your admission quota was replaced by someone else. God is really watching over you. Teachers should be role models. Can you bite people like a mad dog? I touched your mother, what's wrong? She is my sister-in-law, and you are jealous. As the saying goes: sons don't care about their mothers. You dead girl, you are so cruel. Look, you bit my arm and made it bleed. Fourth brother Zhan, fourth sister-in-law, how do you educate your children? Today I don't believe it. I can't cure you, a little girl. You don't let me touch your mother, but I will touch her. It's not like a tiger's butt that can't be touched..."

As Zhang Bao spoke, he pinched Yunqing's face again. Zhan Mengyan cried and shouted, "You are an old bastard..." and rushed towards Zhang Bao again. Zhang Xincheng and Zhang Xinzhong hurriedly dragged Zhang Bao out of the house.

"Pa, pa, pa..." Zhan Yu stepped forward and slapped Zhan Mengyan several times. The crisp slaps were particularly harsh in the room. The slaps were like a gust of wind. Zhan Mengyan's body shook uncontrollably, and her face immediately became hot, as if she was pierced by countless needles. The fear and grievance in her eyes were instantly replaced by pain. It seemed that only the loud slaps and her heavy breathing were left in the air...

Zhan Mengyan ran out of the house, she covered her face in pain, her eyes were filled with tears of humiliation, her heart was filled with anger and desire for revenge, tears flowed uncontrollably, even if she cried until her throat was hoarse, she couldn't stop, she ran out of breath, tears slid from her face into her mouth, salty, bitter...

Zhan Mengyan ran all the way, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, venting her inner depression and grievances...

Zhang Xincheng was desperately chasing after him. Even though his legs were aching, he still kept chasing the figure in front of him.