Meng Yan's Transformation

Zhan Mengyan was running on the way to the cannery. Dong Hanmei's pale face, the worried look of Dong Hanmei's second sister, and a hideous and wretched face kept appearing in her mind...

Zhan Mengyan's mind kept switching images, and finally it finally settled on that hideous and wretched face, but she couldn't see the facial features clearly. Zhan Mengyan closed her eyes and thought carefully. She still couldn't see the facial features of that hideous and wretched face clearly. But the lewd smile at the corner of that hideous and wretched face, she felt so familiar, as if she had seen it before, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it...

"Was it that beastly teacher who bullied Dong Hanmei? He was so bold! He dared to commit the crime in the office, and bullied the sister of the school's famous math teacher. He is too rampant. We must find him out and bring him to justice and punish him! But who is he? Dong Hanmei didn't say anything. First, she was afraid that her sister, who was in the late stage of cancer, would worry about her, thus aggravating her sister's condition. Second, she was threatened by this beastly teacher, right? I know from her panicked look these days that she must have been threatened... How can I get Dong Hanmei to tell me who the teacher who bullied her is?"

Zhan Mengyan slowed down her running pace as she thought about it.

Suddenly, the hideous and wretched face with an obscene smile appeared on the face of the political teacher. He had taught several classes in Class One of the first year of high school. His surname was Chen, but Zhan Mengyan couldn't remember his name.

"The political group office and the mathematics group office are next to each other. Did Dong Hanmei go to the wrong office and meet this beastly political teacher? Yes, it must be him. He looked at Dong Hanmei in a very strange way..."

"Ding Lingling..."

"Little girl, watch where you're running!"

With the ringing of a bicycle bell and a shout, a bicycle stopped next to Zhan Mengyan.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhang! I'm sorry..."

While speaking, Zhan Mengyan stopped walking, collected her thoughts, nodded and bowed to apologize to the middle-aged man pushing the bicycle.

"Do you know me? Little girl, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're running without looking at the road, how dangerous! If I hadn't been riding slowly and reacted quickly and braked suddenly, I would have hit you!"

Master Zhang still looked frightened as he spoke.

"Hello, Master Zhang! Master Li introduced me to pick hawthorn seeds. Master Li introduced you to me, and I have worked in your group. I was wrong today, Master Zhang, please don't be angry with me..."

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she stood properly in front of Master Zhang and kept nodding to admit her mistakes.

"Oh, I remember now. You are the high school student that Master Li introduced! Don't be nervous. I have a loud voice, but I almost bumped into you just now. I was so scared. If you were injured, how would you go to class? The consequences would be disastrous. I'm glad I didn't bump into you. There are many people near the factory, so you have to pay attention to safety. Let's go into the factory quickly. There are a lot of hawthorns today. The task of producing canned hawthorns has come down for each workshop in the canning factory. We have to speed up the production!"

As Master Zhang spoke, his tone became gentler.

"Master Zhang, I won't go into the factory. I want to take a leave today. Please ask Master Li for leave on my behalf. My classmate is very sick and she needs me to take care of her for a few days."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she subconsciously pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands.

"Ah, I'm counting on you part-time girls to bring more hawthorn seeds to the factory. People like you who are fast, please help us find a few more people. You are really a hardworking and kind-hearted child! Okay, I'll ask for leave for you. Come back when your classmate recovers from his illness!"

As Master Zhang spoke, he gave Zhan Mengyan an approving look.