Hit by a meteor in the 1970s

16

Make a phone call

The sky was clear and a loess road stretched across the open field, winding and disappearing into the lush birch forest on both sides of the road.

The graceful birch trees in the forest were white as frost except for their green leaves. In the breeze, their branches and leaves swayed gently, and from a distance they looked like a group of girls in white clothes singing and dancing.

The blue sky, white clouds, and green trees formed a beautiful landscape painting. Lin Xuan felt refreshed and immersed in the painting of nature.

Gu Langxing, who was riding a bicycle in front, suddenly said: "Sister Lin Xuan, when you go to the commune today, you can call home and ask if Lin Xuan has come home? And how is she doing now?"

Lin Xuan felt a little guilty, but she responded positively: "Okay."

She had written down Lin's mother's phone number in her little notebook, but how should she talk to Lin's mother? And how to make up with Gu Langxing afterwards?

Sure enough, a lie needs countless lies to cover it up.

She was thinking about how to deal with the two people who were more familiar with her original body, and she was completely out of the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery at the beginning.

It only took more than ten minutes to ride from the brigade to the commune, and they arrived at the commune quickly.

Gu Langxing got off the bike, "Sister Lin Xuan, where are you going?"

Lin Xuan thought for a moment, "Let's go to the post office first."

Gu Langxing nodded and pushed the bike forward.

Lin Xuan followed behind and looked around.

Here, only the main street has a cement road. The highest buildings on both sides are two-story, all of which are blue brick houses. Other branches connecting the main street are gravel roads, and the houses are also interspersed with loess houses.

The commune at this time is equivalent to a modern township-level gathering place. The flow of people on the street is much more than that in the village. People talk loudly to each other, and there is a sense of human fireworks.

Lin Xuan was in a good mood. The poor environment could not stop her from going shopping. Although she had only stayed in the village for a few days, the rural life without Internet and electricity was really boring and tedious. The commune where she could sell things was enough to satisfy her.

Gu Langxing took her to the post office in silence, "This is the post office. I'll wait for you outside."

Lin Xuan handed the remittance slip and parcel notice to the staff of the post office.

The staff was a woman in her early thirties, with a big face and fair and delicate appearance. She saw the gauze wrapped around Lin Xuan's head and asked with concern: "Comrade Lin, how did you hurt your head? Is it serious?"

Lin Xuan was stunned.

My God, I can meet acquaintances even when I withdraw money?

After the incident with Lin Langxing, she was worried about meeting someone who knew her identity again. She didn't dare to make any other expressions on her face, for fear of revealing her identity. She smiled and explained: "I accidentally bumped into it, it's not serious."

The staff member said in a friendly tone: "Oh, that's good, you have to be more careful in the future." While saying this, he counted out five large group cards and gave them to her, "Please wait a moment, I'll get the package for you."