Meng Yan's Transformation

"Zhan Zixun, I really don't know how to say hello to you! Zhan Mengyan went to the hospital not to work as a nurse to earn money, but to take care of her deskmate who was sick. She was the younger sister of the math teacher Dong Lamei who just passed away."

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he caught up with Zhan Zixun and twisted his shoulders.

"Teacher Dong's sister is sick! She was Zhan Mengyan's deskmate, so Zhan Mengyan should really take good care of her. Teacher Dong worked hard for the cause of education and devoted herself to it until her death. It is such an honor for us to help her family! We should support Zhan Mengyan in this matter! Why do you still let me persuade Zhan Mengyan not to do it?"

Zhan Zixun's passionate tone when speaking made Zhang Xincheng feel very uncomfortable.

"Zhang Xincheng, why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he spread out his hands and looked at Zhang Xincheng with a puzzled look.

"Zhan Zixun, you are right. You are brave and fearless, and you would rather sacrifice your own sister to fulfill your dream of helping others! But Zhan Mengyan is right. Why did you kill your sister? Do you think that sacrificing your sister's studies to take care of Teacher Dong's sister is a manifestation of your noble sentiments?"

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he lifted Zhan Zixun's collar again.

"Zhang Xincheng, let go! Zhan Mengyan is my sister, how can you be more worried about her study and health than I am? Besides, you are distorting and misinterpreting my meaning! When did I say that I would sacrifice my own sister Zhan Mengyan? You made me become a cold-blooded animal who is ruthless and heartless to my own sister! What can taking care of a patient for a few days do to Zhan Mengyan?"

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he pushed Zhang Xincheng away, shook his clothes, and looked righteous.

"Zhan Zixun, it's true that Zhan Mengyan is your biological sister, not my biological sister, but we are classmates and friends, and our fathers are also friends, so I treat Zhan Mengyan as my own sister, and I care about her as much as you, her biological brother. During the lunch break at noon, let's go find Zhan Mengyan together, and as her biological brother, take a look at her, and you will know whether my worry is unnecessary..."

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he waved his hand and walked towards the classroom.

"Let's go! I'm going to see what Zhan Mengyan has become at noon!"

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the classroom.

It was lunchtime, and Zhan Mengyan was happily eating the buns Zhang Xincheng gave her.

Zhan Zixun and Zhang Xincheng came to the classroom where Zhan Mengyan was.

They both saw Zhan Mengyan through the crack in the door.

There was only Zhan Mengyan in the classroom.

Just as Zhan Zixun was about to knock on the door and go in, he was stopped by Zhang Xincheng.

Through the crack in the door, they saw Zhan Mengyan eating a bun with her head down, her cheeks bulging like a steamed bun. She held the bun with both hands, biting the skin carefully to suck the soup, and there was a little oil stain on the corner of her mouth, but she didn't notice it.

Zhan Mengyan held the bun in her hand as if she were holding the most precious treasure in the world, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was tasting some delicacy. After swallowing a mouthful of the bun, her expression gradually relaxed, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a satisfied smile. The fragrant taste made her nod involuntarily and make a "hmm" sound. There was greed in her eyes, as if the bun was her only comfort. She moved quickly and attentively, fearing that someone would compete with her for this delicacy. After eating a bite, she eagerly took a second bite, as if time was flying in front of her, and she was racing against time, as if she was fighting a fierce battle. There was an eagerness in her eyes, the bun was her only hope, and there was a hint of desperate impulse in her movements, as if she was pursuing some goal...

Zhang Xincheng watched attentively, trying not to laugh.

"Eat slowly! I'm not trying to snatch it from you. Be careful not to choke..."

Zhang Xincheng muttered to himself. He really wanted to go up to Zhan Mengyan and hand her a glass of water, pat her back, and ruffle her curly hair... but he held back and didn't dare make any sound, for fear of disturbing Zhan Mengyan's enjoyment of the buns.

"Zhang Xincheng, look at how well Zhan Mengyan lives! She even has steamed buns to eat. Our school cafeteria hasn't made steamed buns for several months. It seems that Zhan Mengyan makes a lot of money. She eats delicious steamed buns herself and doesn't give them to her brothers like me. Zhang Xincheng, did you deliberately let me watch Zhan Mengyan eat steamed buns to make her jealous?"

While Zhan Zixun was speaking, he wanted to enter Zhang Mengyan's classroom again, but was pulled aside by Zhang Xincheng.

"Zhan Zixun, can you please keep your voice down? Don't disturb Zhan Mengyan while she's eating her buns. Let her finish them. Can you be more ambitious? You still want to eat your sister's buns! You saw her eating buns today, but you didn't see that she eats lumps of sorghum rice frozen into ice cubes and eats them with salted radish strips every day. And the black, burnt sorghum rice crusts... Sometimes she has to go hungry for a few days. You eat in the school cafeteria, and you can guarantee that you have food for three meals a day..."