Chapter 11

But the purpose of Bailing is not to make money in the last days, and there is not so much space to place these things!

A boot, bailing will quickly dial the phone, after a few beeps, finally received.

"Hello, uncle!" At this time, he should have gone home, his voice could not help shaking, but waiting for a long time like a century, finally heard the voice she was familiar with, even appeared in a dream.

"Ah? "Smart?" A calm voice came from the other end of the phone, "I left the phone at home today and forgot to bring it. I just came home and now I see you making a few calls. What's the matter?"

This familiar voice, Bai Ling seems to see the handsome and tall uncle smiling at her for a year. Finally, hearing this voice again, Bai Ling can't help crying.

"What's the matter with Lingling?" The tone on the other end of the phone was obviously a little worried, "is there anything wrong with your work recently?"

Voice has not yet fallen, bailing then heard several sharp screams from the phone at that end.

"Zhenghao, something seems to have happened outside!" This slightly with the color of old voice from the phone that gently came.

"Grandma!" Bai Ling's voice trembled even more. Her grandmother, who loved her, was there. It was so good that she was still alive. At this time, Bai Ling seemed to believe that she was reborn, and her eyes were more firm.

"Lingling, wait a moment, I'll go out and see what's going on!" It is obvious that Li Zhenghao, that is, Bai Ling's uncle with thick eyebrows and big eyes, can't just sit by.

"Don't go!" The white spirit yells reflexively. She doesn't want them to be hurt, never again!

Hearing Bai Ling's voice so out of control, the other end of the phone was obviously quiet, and the hip-hop boy who finally recovered from the store also glared at the cold-blooded man. At this time, the pretty 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, compared with what happened in the village, Li Zhenghao was concerned about his niece.

"Uncle, from now on, you and grandma must stay at home and close the door. You are not allowed to go anywhere. I beg you, and don't believe anything. Wait for me to find you!" Bai Ling said in a serious voice, but his tears were still falling.

"You..."

"Don't ask me why, uncle, please do as I say, please!" At last, please, Bai Ling seems to have exhausted his feelings.

"Lingling, I'm grandma. Are you bullied outside?" Obviously, because of Bai Ling's disorder, the old man, who was over 60 years old, was a little bent, his face was full of wrinkles, and his hair was all white. He took down the phone from his tall son and asked kindly and worried.

Bailing felt that he was a little weeping. He was worried about his best grandmother, who had been gnawed by zombies in her previous life. Seeing that she didn't speak, bailing kept asking about bailing. Bailing adjusted her mind, "I'm sorry." Hold back a mouthful, press that cry cavity back, "I'm ok, grandma. I hope grandma and uncle will be OK, waiting for me to go back! "