Meng Yan's Transformation

Zhan Yu and Zhan Ziqiang drove the donkey cart back to Aobaotun. As soon as the donkey cart arrived in the yard, they heard applause and cheers coming from the house...

Zhan Yu and Zhan Ziqiang curiously pushed open the half-closed outer door and looked into the inner room. They saw that the kang was full of adults and children from the village. Zhan Yingying stood on the ground and vividly described her experience. Her voice was neither high nor low, but it was magnetic, and everyone in the room was deeply attracted. When Zhan Yingying talked about the exciting part, she danced with joy and her eyes were full of passion; when she talked about the warm scene, her hands gently stroked the air, and her eyes were full of warmth; when she talked about the sad scene, her eyes were full of grief and sorrow; when she talked about the joyful moment, her eyes were full of joy and a smile appeared on her face. Zhan Yingying's voice, movements and expressions were perfectly combined, making her story full of appeal. The people in the room couldn't help but fall into the plot of her and Mengyan's experience. They seemed to be in the world of the story, experiencing adventures and challenges with Yingying and Mengyan. They sometimes exclaimed, sometimes opened their mouths, and sometimes shed tears silently...

"Yingying, you were knocked unconscious by the traffickers and locked in a small dark room. Are you scared?"

"Yingying, why didn't the traffickers cut off your hands and feet?"

"Yingying, how did you get out of the small dark room?"

"..."

When Zhan Yingying was talking until her mouth was dry, she picked up the cup and drank some water, and everyone started asking questions.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Stop asking questions. Let Yingying drink some water and continue talking..." said Sizhuzi.

After drinking some water, Zhan Yingying cleared her throat and said, "When I was locked up in the small dark room, I was also confused. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't afraid, but I had to protect my sister Mengyan. I had to bring my sister Mengyan home safely. When I thought of my sister, I was no longer afraid. I had to find a way to escape from the small dark room, so I mobilized Wang Lulu, who had lost an arm. This is what we call going out, more friends, more ways. With Lulu's help, my chances of escaping from the clutches of the devil are a little better... I also have to learn some skills in my daily life. For example, Mengyan can sing, and the boxing and kicking skills I learned from Mr. Cao were all used in this time of danger, because Mengyan and I are close friends. This skill is the only way to avoid being crippled by human traffickers. Another reason is that we may have good buyers. That morning, my sister Mengyan and I had just left the small dark room and had breakfast. The human traffickers arranged for Mengyan and me to go to the train station to sell handicrafts, which is begging in disguise. When we went out, we met two big dogs guarding the gate. One was a wolfdog named Langya, and the other was a Tibetan mastiff named Batu Momo. My goodness, the appearance of these two dogs would scare the timid people to pee their pants. The Tibetan mastiff Batu Momo was as big as a calf in our production team, as big as a small mountain, with eyes like copper bells, teeth as sharp as steel knives, and cold and fierce light in his eyes..."

"Yingying, are you talking about a dog? How can there be such a big dog? Why does it feel like you are talking about a lion or a tiger?" asked Sizhu.

"Sizhu, just because you haven't seen a dog that big, you can't say it doesn't exist. The Tibetan Mastiff is a giant breed of dog native to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau of China," Zhan Zijie explained.

"Sizhu, don't interrupt. If you don't understand the questions, wait until Yingying finishes telling the story, and then explain them one by one. Yingying, you continue..." Ma Xuemei said.

Everyone fell silent, and Zhan Yingying said, "In short, when those two dogs opened their bloody mouths and barked at Mengyan and me, we were so scared that we ran away. The human trafficker Wang Jinhu had a lot of effort to catch up with us. He took me to the station square and watched us from a distance. I called Lulu, Simao, and Yinbao together, and I prepared to set up a stall and perform some tricks. I found a small stick and picked up the iron cup..." Zhan Yingying said as she drank the water in the cup and picked up the chopsticks from the table.

"Ding ding", "Ding ding", Zhan Yingying knocked on the cup and said, "Come on, come on, guests from all over the country, fellow villagers, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters! Today is my first time arriving in Siping City. I have lost my family and have no relatives. My brother and sister are disabled due to a car accident. I would like to take this opportunity to perform in your place. As the saying goes: at home, rely on your parents; when you go out, rely on your friends. If you have money, you can support us with money. Not a penny is too little. If you are unlucky today and don't have much money, then you can just support us with your personal support! Thank you all in advance!" After speaking, Zhan Yingying bowed deeply.

Zhan Yingying threw a set of punches, and just as she stood up after a somersault, she looked up and saw Zhan Yu. She was so frightened that her tongue became stiff and she couldn't speak. After a moment of silence, she called out softly, "Dad..."

Everyone in the room applauded enthusiastically and shouted, "Good! Good..." No one noticed Zhan Yu's presence at all.

"Everyone, be quiet, let Yingying continue speaking..." said Sizhuzi, who came out to maintain order.

"Everyone asked you to speak, so go on. Weren't you very excited just now..." Zhan Yu said coldly to Zhan Yingying.

Zhan Yingying lowered her head and remained silent. She felt that a disaster was about to happen...

The room suddenly became half silent...

"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling..." The sound of bicycle bells came from the yard, followed by the postman's shout: "Zhan Yu family, there is a telegram, please sign for it!"

"Coming, coming..." Yunqing hurriedly responded and went out.

"Didn't I just pick up a telegram? Why is there another telegram coming..." Zhan Yu said to himself in confusion.

"What are you mumbling about?" Yun Qing asked Zhan Yu.

"Give me the telegram and I'll sign for it." Zhan Yu also rushed out and came to the postman with Yunqing.

"It makes a difference who signs. I asked you to go to the commune post office to pick up the mail and the telegram as well. You forgot to pick up the telegram, right? And you also have to send a telegram to Yuncheng and call the Siping Station Police Station to let them know you're safe. Have you done all that?" Yunqing signed for the telegram while talking to Zhan Yu.

"Send me a telegram..." Zhan Yu said.

"What should I give it to you? Look at the address of this telegram. It must be Yuncheng who sent me the telegram..." Yunqing opened the telegram impatiently.

Yunqing saw the words written on the telegram: "Dad passed away, please come soon!"

"Yunqing, Yunqing..." Yunqing felt as if struck by lightning when she saw the message, and immediately fainted and fell to the ground. Zhan Yu hurriedly picked up Yunqing and shouted...