Meng Yan's Transformation

"Zhan Mengyan, these are all old things. Why are you asking me about them again today? If you give me a heart attack, what will you do?"

While Zhan Zixun was speaking, he glared at Zhan Mengyan.

Zhan Mengyan was so scared that she hurriedly wiped Yunqing's tears: "Mom, don't be sad, I don't mean to blame you, I just suddenly feel a little wronged - why do so many children always want to give me away? I know that mom loves me the most and is reluctant to give me away. Even if she really gives me away, it must be because of her own reasons! Mom, please don't cry, I shouldn't remind you of the past and make you sad. I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Alas, Mengyan, Mommy doesn't blame you. I only blame Mommy for being incompetent. I almost lost my precious daughter. This time, Mommy must keep a close eye on you and will never lose you again. I want to live well. In the future, my little Mengyan will go to college in the capital of our motherland. After graduation, she will become a famous and remarkable figure. By then, I can enjoy a peaceful and happy life by relying on my daughter's light."

As Yunqing spoke, she caressed Zhan Mengyan gently and happily.

A few days later, Zhan Yu, burdened with a heavy bag and dragging his exhausted body, walked the final stretch of his journey home. His feet were swollen and his lips were cracked, revealing the hardships of his journey.

Zhan Yu stood in front of his door. His heart beat faster and his fingers trembled as he touched the door lock, but found that the door was not locked. From inside the house came Yun Qing's familiar cough and the sound of children turning pages of books.

When Yunqing and the children recognized that this dusty "stranger" was Zhan Yu, whom they had been thinking about day and night, the whole family hugged each other and cried.

Zhan Yu stood in the house drinking the water that Zhan Mengyan had given him, while his family members looked at him carefully - his figure looked exceptionally tall and slender, as if a gust of wind could sway it gently. His face was thin, with slightly protruding cheekbones, giving him a delicate but slightly haggard look. His chin was pointed, and his Adam's apple was particularly prominent on his thin neck, sliding gently up and down with every swallowing movement. His arms were as thin as bamboo poles, with distinct finger joints, and the outline of his bones could be felt with a light touch. Even though he wore loose clothes, it was difficult to conceal his thin temperament from the inside out. When he walked, the hem of his clothes swayed gently in the wind, adding a bit of elegance and unruliness. Although he had lost a lot of weight, Zhan Yu's eyes were unusually bright, revealing a sense of courage and tenacity, as if his thin body contained endless energy and hope.

"Dad, didn't you say in your letter that your sister Zhan Feng's family is well-off? And the family of Zhan Ziru, whom you gave to Sister Niu, is also very wealthy. And then there's your older brother, and you have so many friends on the grassland. How could you have starved yourself to such a thin and frail state?"

As Yunqing spoke, she looked at Zhan Yu with eyes full of heartache.

"I'm not skinny from starvation, I'm skinny from exhaustion. I only went to my sister's house. I didn't go to anyone else's. First, I didn't have time, and second, I didn't want to bother them. I went to my sister's house because I wanted to ask my brother-in-law for help. He's an official with a lot of connections, and these days, connections make things easier. But my brother-in-law seems reluctant to get involved in our family affairs. We have a lot of children, and if we all go back to Baotou, life will be very difficult. My sister and brother-in-law probably don't want me to return to the city smoothly, worried that they'll be affected by our requests in the future. I understand. So I go to the Baotou Petition Bureau every day to line up. There are so many people who need to go back to the city to petition. I go to line up before dawn, and I'm lucky to get a meal a day. Sometimes I wait in line all day and still don't get my turn, and then I have to line up again the next day. Even a strong person would become skinny from exhaustion. By the way, I checked the file I asked you to mail several times, but why does the Baotou Petition Bureau say they haven't received it?

As Zhan Yu spoke, he looked at Yun Qing anxiously.