Meng Yan's Transformation

After Mr. Cao was buried, Zhan Ziqiang and Xiao Mengyan became silent.

Zhan Ziqiang went up the mountain with a big harrow every day to cut firewood. He lowered his head and kept silent, and only the sound of the harrow rubbing against the ground could be heard... At first, Xiao Mengyan followed Zhan Ziqiang every day, and her feet were covered with blisters.

When Xiao Mengyan was able to move around, she would wait for her brother Ziqiang on the firewood stack every day.

The firewood stack at home was piled up like a small mountain. Xiao Mengyan and Zhan Ziqiang lay on the big firewood stack, looking up at the sky silently...

"Brother Ziqiang, has Mr. Cao ascended to heaven now?" Xiao Mengyan suddenly asked.

"When people die, they will have souls. When the soul leaves the body, it is free and liberated. It doesn't need to be labeled a capitalist-roader and suffer in the world. So Mr. Cao will have no worries and will fly lightly to heaven. Do you see that cloud? That is the footprint left by Mr. Cao just now!" Zhan Ziqiang seemed to be talking to himself but also seemed to be answering Xiao Mengyan.

"The road to heaven is very long. It extends slowly forward, passing through the secular world and the confinement. The gate of heaven is open, welcoming every kind soul. However, the road to heaven has countless unknown ups and downs. Some souls can arrive in a quarter of an hour, some souls take a lifetime to reach the gate of heaven, and some people take a century to get to heaven. There is not only one road. There is only one door!" Zhan Ziqiang said as he looked at it, as if he saw the road to heaven.

"Brother Ziqiang, how long will it take Mr. Cao to reach heaven? When can we reach the gate of heaven? Will I go to heaven after I die?" Xiao Mengyan asked again.

"Mr. Cao is on his way to heaven now. He walks with great difficulty, sometimes staggering, sometimes crawling on the side of the road to heaven. His heart is filled with sorrow and grievances that he has nowhere to tell... Life is a kind of fate, and we are eagerly looking forward to Mr. Cao arriving at the gate of heaven as soon as possible. As long as winter passes, spring will come, and flowers will bloom again after withering. Even if the Naihe Bridge is broken, we will eventually meet Mr. Cao again. At that time, there will be no sadness, no coldness of the world, and no heartache." Zhan Ziqiang said as if he saw the appearance of Mr. Cao.

"Brother Ziqiang, you haven't told me yet whether I can go to heaven after I die?" Xiao Mengyan asked.

"Not everyone can go to heaven after death. Bad people and those who do evil things, such as 'Old Doctor Han' and An Zhirui, cannot go to heaven after death. They have to go to hell. I heard that there are eighteen levels of hell, and each level is different. The King of Hell will put the soul of the evildoer in different levels to be punished according to the degree of his evil deeds! Our little Mengyan is a kind and good child. You will not die yet because you are not grown up." Zhan Ziqiang replied.

"If I were to die saving others like Mr. Cao, I would definitely go to heaven. Can I meet Mr. Cao in heaven?" Xiao Mengyan asked again.

"Yes, if I can go to heaven and meet Mr. Cao after I die, I can ask him to teach me how to practice nunchakus every day!" Zhan Ziqiang said to himself as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Brother Ziqiang, are you going to heaven to find Mr. Cao? Can you take me with you?" Xiao Mengyan said.

"Do you think the road to heaven is easy? Besides, you won't be able to see your dad and mom when you go to heaven! And you won't be able to see Yingying, brother Zifeng, brother Zi'an and many others. Are you willing to leave them behind and go to heaven with me?" Zhan Ziqiang asked.

"Oh, so that's how it is! Then I have to think carefully about whether I want to go to heaven." Xiao Mengyan said after thinking about it seriously.

"Brother Ziqiang, can you tell me what heaven and hell are like?" Xiao Mengyan asked curiously.

"Heaven is an enchanting paradise. It has incomparable beautiful scenery and intoxicating atmosphere. The moonlight in heaven is not cold. The world there is peaceful. Heaven has beautiful gardens that are always full of the most beautiful flowers, with butterflies dancing and flowers flying. There is warmth and light in every corner. There are delicious food and warm beds in heaven... and angels flapping their wings like colorful butterflies..." Zhan Ziqiang fell asleep as he spoke.