Meng Yan's Transformation

When Zhan Mengyan heard that Dong Chunmei had gone back into the house and couldn't push open the locked door, she had no choice but to hold the warm steamed bun and walk towards the school.

In the early morning of a winter day, the cold air and white mist permeated the streets. The breath condensed into frost in the air. The street lights were still on, and the dim light added a bit of hazy warmth to the cold streets. Zhan Mengyan took out a hot steamed bun from a paper bag. The heat was transmitted through her fingertips. The steam from the hot bun dispelled the cold air. The bun skin was slightly yellow, exuding a rustic wheat aroma. The wheat aroma awakened Zhan Mengyan's taste buds. She took a bite, and the soft inside was wrapped with a light sweetness. The heat filled her mouth, as if melting the cold around her...

When Zhan Mengyan arrived at the classroom, the students were not yet full. Her arrival caused the students to whisper: "What's wrong with these two? They always skip classes. Look at her neck, it's all injured... How did it happen..."

"Mind your own business. She's a weird person. You see, she keeps to herself and doesn't care about anyone..."

"Stop talking, she's looking at us..."

"..."

Zhan Mengyan glanced at the students in the classroom. Those students with shifty eyes and dodgy looks immediately lowered their heads to read.

Zhan Mengyan ignored them and sat down in her seat. Looking at the empty seat next to her, she felt a lump in her throat and her eyes turned red. "I wonder when Dong Hanmei can go to school. Is she doing well in Jingkang Hospital? Is she really not poisoned?"

Zhan Mengyan swallowed, adjusted her thoughts, took out her textbook, and began to preview today's lesson.

After several days of final review, the final exam finally arrived.

After the final exam results were announced, each class in the school began to arrange winter vacation homework and prepare for the winter vacation.

As the winter vacation was approaching, the classroom was noisy. Some students were discussing their vacation plans, some were packing their schoolbags, and some even went up to the podium and imitated the teacher's speech or lecture tone, causing the students to laugh. The monitor tried to maintain order, but the students didn't buy it at all. They even deliberately imitated his walking posture to cause the students to boo.

Day students have it easier; they just need to pack up their personal belongings on their desks and take them home.

Students who live in the dormitory started packing their luggage and preparing to take their clothes home for washing. Some students in the dormitory folded their clothes and wrapped them in sheets to form a "turtle shell" backpack shape, which is light and space-saving; some students filled snakeskin bags, plastic bags, etc. with items and hung them on their backpacks. Even the scene of some male students carrying quilts on their heads and carrying buckets was described as a "large-scale famine scene"; some students in the female dormitory piled clothes on the table and bed, and were teased by roommates as "beauties in a messy room" or jokingly called "clothes recycling station"...

The door of the teaching building slowly opened, and the door of the school also opened, and the quiet campus was instantly filled with a cheerful and lively atmosphere. At this moment, it seemed that the most harmonious notes of nature and the students' desire for vacation were intertwined, forming a vivid and lively picture - the students were like birds that had been imprisoned for a long time, released, surging like a tide, their faces were filled with smiles, their eyes were shining with anticipation, as if at this moment, all the pressure of study was thrown into the clouds...

Zhan Mengyan also said goodbye to her "aunt".

"Aunt" helped Zhan Mengyan pack her luggage and clothes, giving her many instructions while doing so.

"Xiao Mengyan, you must tie up your luggage and clothes, don't let them fall or get scattered along the way. When you go home, say hello to your mother for me. If your father bullies you at home, take your mother to your aunt's house for a few days to relax and don't stay at home all the time..."

As "Aunt" spoke, she stroked Zhan Mengyan's head, feeling very reluctant to let her go.

"Aunt, please go back to the house. It's cold outside. I will come to the canning factory in the county town to work part-time in a few days. We can meet again..."

Zhan Mengyan waved to her "aunt" while speaking.

"Aunt" leaned on a cane and waved to Zhan Mengyan: "Let's go, let's go, remember to come back often..."

Zhan Mengyan took the luggage to school and sorted out the items on the desk.

Finally, Zhan Mengyan carried her luggage, clothes, books and other items, including the backpack, to the place where she had agreed to meet Zhan Zixun and Zhang Xincheng, and waited for them.