But Bai Ling’s goal is not to make money in the apocalypse, and there is not enough space to store these things!
As soon as she turned on the phone, Bai Ling quickly dialed the number. After a few beeps, the call was finally answered.
"Hello, uncle!" He should have returned home by now. Her voice couldn't help but tremble. The wait seemed as long as a century. Finally, she heard the voice that was familiar to her, a voice that had even appeared in her dreams.
"Ah? Lingling?" A steady voice came from the other end of the line. "I left my phone at home today and forgot to bring it. I just got home and saw that you made a few calls now. What's up?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Bai Ling seemed to see the tall and handsome uncle smiling at her lovingly right before her eyes. After a year, she finally heard this voice again and couldn't help crying.
"Lingling, what's wrong?" The voice on the other end of the phone was clearly filled with worry. "Is there something going on at work lately?"
Before she finished speaking, Bai Ling heard several sharp screams from the other end of the phone.
"Zhenghao, something seems to have happened outside!" This slightly old voice came softly from the other end of the phone.
"Grandma!" Bai Ling's voice trembled even more violently. Her loving grandma was there too. It was so good that she was still alive. At this moment, Bai Ling seemed to finally believe that she was reborn, and her eyes were even more determined.
"Lingling, wait a moment, I'll go out and see what's going on!" It was obvious that Li Zhenghao, Bai Ling's tall uncle with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could not sit idly by.
"Don't go!" Bai Ling screamed reflexively. She didn't want them to get hurt, ever again!
Hearing Bai Ling's uncontrolled voice, the other end of the phone fell silent. The hip-hop boy who finally came to his senses in the store also widened his eyes and looked at the cold and cold-blooded man. At this time, his pretty face was full of tear marks, which was completely different from her previous image. She held the phone tightly, as if the phone was her life-saving straw.
"Lingling, what's wrong with you?" As expected, compared to the things happening in the village, Li Zhenghao was more concerned about his niece.
"Uncle, from now on, you and grandma must stay at home, close the door, and don't go anywhere. I beg you, and don't believe anything he says. Wait for me to find you!" Bai Ling said in a serious and earnest voice, but tears were still falling.
"you..."
"Don't ask me why, uncle, please do as I say, I beg you!" Bai Ling seemed to have used up all her emotions when she said the last "please".
"Lingling, this is your grandma. Are you being bullied outside?" Obviously because of Bai Ling's abnormality, the old woman on the other end of the phone, who was over sixty years old, with a hunched body, wrinkled face and completely white hair, could not stay any longer. She took the phone directly from her tall son's hand and asked in a kind and worried tone.
Bai Ling felt herself sobbing uncontrollably. Her best grandmother, the one who had been eaten to pieces by zombies in her previous life, saw that she hadn't said anything. The person on the other end of the line was obviously anxious, constantly asking about Bai Ling and showing concern for her. Bai Ling quickly adjusted her thoughts and said, "I." She took a deep breath, suppressing the sobs. "I'm fine, Grandma. I hope Grandma and Uncle are okay too, and wait for me to come back!"
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