Meng Yan's Transformation

Chapter 425 1 Steamed Buns

Zhan Zixun let go of Zhang Xincheng.

"Zhang Xincheng, if you take out the buns quickly, you won't suffer less physical pain, right? Hehe..."

When Zhan Zixun spoke, he held his chin with one hand and pretended to smile "ferociously".

"Zhan Zixun, even if you beat me to death today, I still won't have any buns! To tell you the truth, I gave all the buns to Zhan Mengyan, and I didn't eat any myself. If I tell her that I gave her all the buns that my parents asked others to send to me, will she still want the buns I gave her with her stubbornness? I can only lie and say that I also ate buns at noon. We met in front of the school cafeteria at noon. Why did I go to the cafeteria if I didn't want to eat? Did I take the buns to the cafeteria to eat? They would have been snatched away by my classmates a long time ago?! If you don't believe me, let's go to my dormitory now. You go to my bed and search through it. If you find a bun, I will give you my surname..."

When Zhang Xincheng spoke, he sounded very confident.

"Is it not enough that I believe you? When did you learn the skill of lying? Don't tell me, I noticed that when you told Zhan Mengyan that you would have buns for lunch, you deliberately touched your stomach, and then you scratched your ears. You like to scratch your ears when you lie. I felt weird at the time, but now I understand. I didn't get to eat the buns, so it's okay to let Mengyan eat them. Thank you, Zhang Xincheng, you couldn't bear to eat them yourself, so you gave them to my sister..."

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he patted Zhang Xincheng on the shoulder, like a reward from a senior leader to his subordinate.

"Zhan Zixun, please don't make me feel so jealous and give me goose bumps. Do I need to say thank you to a good friend? But you ate one of the buns. I really didn't eat any."

While Zhang Xincheng was speaking, he also patted Zhan Zixun on the shoulder, as if to say: You got the upper hand, kid.

"Yes, I ate a bun, but before I could taste it, the bun rushed into my stomach impatiently. My teeth and tongue tried to keep it, but it was so impatient that it refused to stay in my mouth for even a second longer. My taste buds didn't even have time to function. I wasted my ability to grab the bun in vain."

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the taste of the buns.

"Zhan Zixun, don't be anxious. When we have winter vacation, come to our house and I'll ask mom to make more buns so you can eat as much as you want!"

While speaking, Zhang Xincheng patted Zhan Zixun on the shoulder again.

"You've really gone too far. By the time I eat your buns, my appetite will have died of hunger, and I won't want to eat buns anymore."

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he curled his lips at Zhang Xincheng.

“Dingle bell…Dingle bell…”

The class bell rang.

Zhan Zixun and Zhang Xincheng hurriedly ran to their classroom.

After the full-day classes in the afternoon, the students walked out of the classroom one after another. Some went to the school cafeteria to eat, and some went home for dinner.

Zhan Mengyan was lying on the desk, doing her English homework. When she finished, she stretched out her hand and took out her last bun.

"Dong dong..."

Zhan Mengyan heard someone knocking on the door.

"Classmate, please find..."

Zhan Mengyan pushed open the door and just opened her mouth when she saw Zhang Xincheng standing at the door with a steamed bun in his hand.

"Zhang Xincheng, why are you here again?! I have buns..."

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she pushed away the steamed bun that Zhang Xincheng was stuffing into her hand.

Zhang Xincheng saw that there was no one in the classroom, so he quickly went into Zhan Mengyan's classroom, put the steamed buns on the desk in the front row, and ran away quickly...

Zhan Mengyan had no choice but to return to the classroom, pick up her bun and put it in her schoolbag.

"Today, the school cafeteria made a breakthrough by steaming pure white flour buns for us. I haven't eaten buns like this for a long time. They are so delicious! Previously, the cafeteria used to steam buns made of wheat bran, which were bitter and unpalatable..."

A classmate walked into the classroom while he was talking.

"You ate both buns? Look, I left one for you to eat after evening study when you go back to the dormitory and study under the covers."

One of the classmates shook the steamed bun in his hand while speaking.

"There are only two steamed buns. I still don't have enough to eat! I'm not full yet, how can you leave one for me?"

When one classmate was speaking, he looked at the steamed bun in another classmate's hand with shining eyes.

"I only eat half full. Every day after evening self-study, I go back to the dormitory and lie in bed to read in the middle of the night. I am very hungry. I save it for when I am hungriest. This steamed bun tastes better than all kinds of delicacies."

While another classmate was talking, he wrapped the steamed buns in paper and put them on the desk.

"If the school cafeteria steamed buns again that day, I wouldn't eat them all at once. I would eat one and leave one like you did. This is called a steady stream of income."

Zhan Mengyan listened to the conversation between the two classmates behind her, and subconsciously reached out to touch the steamed bun that Zhang Xincheng had just given her...

Zhan Mengyan turned around and saw a magazine on the desk of Xu Xiaqing next to her. The wind blew open the cover, and the title of "A Steamed Bun" came into view: When you are hungry, someone generously shares half a steamed bun with you, which is the warmth of friendship; someone is willing to let you enjoy it first, which is the care of love; someone gives you the whole steamed bun, which is the depth of family affection. However, there are also people who choose to hide the steamed bun and tell you that they are also hungry. This is the complexity of society...