Chapter 11 Finally Got in Touch (1)

But Bai Ling's purpose is not to make money in the end times, and there is not so much space for these things!

As soon as the phone was turned on, Bai Ling made a quick call, and after a few beeps, he finally received it.

"Hey, uncle!" He should have gone home by this time, his voice trembling uncontrollably, but after a long wait like a century, he finally heard the voice she was familiar with, and even appeared in a dream .

"Ah? Lingling?" A calm voice came from the other end of the phone, "I forgot to leave my phone at home today. I just got home, and now I see you have made a few calls. What's the matter?"

With this familiar voice, Bai Ling seemed to see the doting, handsome and tall uncle smiling at her right in front of her eyes. After a year, finally, hearing this voice again, Bai Ling couldn't help crying.

"What's wrong with Lingling?" The tone on the other end of the phone was obviously worried, "Is there something wrong with your work recently?"

Before the words fell, Bai Ling heard a few sharp screams from the other end of the phone.

"Zhenghao, there seems to be something wrong outside!" This Wei Wei with an old voice came softly from the other end of the phone.

"Grandma!" Bai Ling's voice trembled even more. The grandmother who loves her is also alive. At this time, Bai Ling seems to finally believe that she is reborn, and her eyes are even more firm.

"Lingling, wait a minute, I'll go out and see what's going on!" Obviously, Li Zhenghao, Bai Ling's uncle with thick eyebrows, big eyes and tall eyes, can't sit back and watch.

"Don't go!" Bai Ling shouted reflexively. She doesn't want them to suffer any harm, never again!

Hearing Bai Ling's voice so out of control, the other side of the phone obviously fell into silence, and the hip-hop boy who finally recovered from the store also widened his eyes, looking at the cold and cold-blooded person, at this time the handsome Zhang Her face was full of tears, completely different from her previous image, holding the phone tightly, as if the phone was her life-saving straw.

"Lingling, what's the matter with you?" Sure enough, Li Zhenghao cared about his niece compared to the village.

"Uncle, from now on, you and your grandmother must stay at home, close the door, and are not allowed to go anywhere. I beg you, and don't believe anything, wait for me to find you!" Bai Ling's voice was serious and serious Said, the tears are still falling.

"you..."

"Don't ask me why, uncle, please do as I say, please!" Bai Ling seemed to have exhausted his emotions when he finally asked you.

"Lingling, I'm my grandmother, have you been bullied outside?" Apparently because of Bai Ling's disorder, the person on the other end of the phone, who is in his 60s, has a hunched body, wrinkled skin and hair. The all-white old man couldn't wait any longer, took the phone directly from his tall son, and asked kindly and worriedly.

Bai Ling felt that she was crying a little. She was the best grandmother for her, the grandmother who was eaten by zombies in her previous life and left nothing. Seeing that she didn't speak, the other end of the phone was obviously anxious, and kept asking about Bai Ling who was concerned about this time. , Bai Ling hurriedly adjusted his mind, "I." He took a sigh and pressed the crying back, "I'm fine, grandma. I hope my grandmother and uncle are also fine, wait for me to go back!"