Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

62 I'm looking for Uncle Peng

He thought so, and Ji Qinglan thought the same thing.

After getting on the tricycle, we went straight to Uncle Peng's house.

An hour later, the tricycle stopped, looked around, and turned to ask Ji Qinglan: "Girl, is this the place?"

Ji Qinglan got out of the car holding the child and looked around. She was not sure about the unfamiliar place. In fact, she had been to Uncle Peng's house once when she was very young. Later, Uncle Peng and his wife and her parents went on a mission together, and only Uncle Peng survived. They met again at the funeral. In the following years, he worked away from home, and they only communicated through letters. Uncle Peng did not remarry and often mailed things to her. In her previous life, she never saw Uncle Peng again until her death.

Now, when I return to my hometown, everything has changed.

The last letter he wrote said that he had retired, found a job for her, and hoped that she would return to the city.

After she asked Liang Qian to return to the city, she received another letter. In the letter, Uncle Peng sounded helpless and asked her to wait for some time. He would find another job for her. She was very grateful.

He even praised Liang Qian's character in the letter and asked him to give him more support.

Thinking about it now, I really regret it.

She came here based on the address she remembered, and she herself was not sure whether Uncle Peng lived here.

She let Liu Yumei and Zhang Jianguo stay in the car to watch the procession, and she walked alone to the guard room holding Xin Cheng. The room was closed with transparent glass, and a young guard was standing inside.

Ji Qinglan knocked on the window and asked the guard inside: "Comrade, I want to ask, is there a person named Peng Guodong here?"

"Peng Guodong?" The young guard looked her over and shook his head, "No, there is no one named Peng inside."

"Really? She is my uncle." She asked unwillingly. She remembered that Uncle Peng left this address when they last communicated in her previous life. There was also a phone number in the letter, but she didn't know where the letter was, otherwise she could take it out and show it to the other party.

"No."

"Thank you." Ji Qinglan was a little disappointed. He pointed at the phone on the table and asked, "Comrade, can I make a call?"

After getting permission, Ji Qinglan dialed the familiar number. The last time he made this call was in the village office, but the call was answered by Xiang Lanban.

This time, I don’t know who will be on the other end of the phone.

Could it be Uncle Peng? After ringing three times, the phone was picked up, and then a familiar voice was heard from the other end of the line.

"This is the Peng family, who are you?"

Ji Qinglan listened to the voice and recognized it in a second. The fingers holding the phone subconsciously clenched, her knuckles turned white, and she pursed her lips without saying a word.

It was Xiang Lanlan's voice.

She didn't answer, and the person on the other end of the phone asked again.

"This is the Peng family, who are you?"

This time the voice was clearer and more certain. She put the phone back and smiled at the young man without changing her expression: "Wrong number, I called the wrong number. Thank you!"

"It's okay." The young guard saw that Ji Qinglan was polite and had a good attitude.

"Has there been anyone with the surname Peng living here before?" Ji Qinglan asked persistently.

The guard became alert: "Who are you? Why are you asking about him?"

"My last name is Ji Qinglan. I am Uncle Peng's niece. I went to the countryside six years ago. I came back today to see him, but I haven't seen him for many years. I can't even remember where Uncle Peng lives."

The other party nodded, but did not reveal any further information.

Those who live there are all important people, and they will not disclose information to people of unknown origin at will.

"Xiao Wu, come and give me a hand." A colleague came over carrying a table and asked the guard to help.

"Hey!" Guard Xiao Wu glanced at Ji Qinglan and ran out.

Ji Qinglan was about to leave when the phone in the guard room suddenly rang.

She paused, staring at the familiar number. The ringing continued, filling the small space with a particularly harsh sound, making Ji Qinglan hesitate. The call came back. Who was it? Was it Xiang Lanlan, or Uncle Peng?

With anticipation, Ji Qinglan picked up the phone again.

"Was it you who called just now? Why didn't you say anything? Who are you? What's the matter?"

When Ji Qinglan heard the voice, her heart was filled with rage. She drove the man out and ran back to Uncle Peng's house.

Do you like to enter people's houses like this?

"Speak up! What's the matter? Who are you?"

"Who are you? Why are you at Uncle Peng's house? I'm looking for Uncle Peng."

There was a panic on the other end of the phone and something fell to the ground. Ji Qinglan could feel the other party's panic through the phone line. Then a beeping sound was heard and the person on the other end hung up.

Ji Qinglan sneered and hung up the phone.

When they got back to the car, Liu Yumei took the child and asked her, "What's wrong? Don't you live here?"

Ji Qinglan shook his head, took one last look at the place, and said to the tricycle driver: "Master, please take us to the nearest guesthouse! I will pay you when we get there. Thank you for today."

"Great!" The tricycle driver cheered and applauded for the great unity that was about to be obtained. It was not yet five o'clock, so after sending the person away, he could still pick up two more passengers.

Today is a really good day.

Ji Qinglan didn't know that her phone call caused Xiang Lanlan to panic.

Xiang Lanlan also recognized Ji Qinglan's voice, so she broke the teacup in panic. At this moment, she was anxiously picking up the broken porcelain on the ground. Because she was too engrossed in her thoughts, she cut her finger on the broken porcelain on the ground, and bright red blood flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

She quickly found a towel to cover her injured finger, still trying to figure out whether Ji Qinglan had recognized her voice just now.

Why was she so flustered just now? She could have just said she was a nanny and that she had called the wrong number.

Hanging up the phone suddenly gives people the feeling that he is trying to hide something.

She wiped the blood stains on the ground fiercely, feeling unwilling and angry when she thought about being kicked out.

She caused her to be misunderstood as a lunatic, and this revenge will be taken sooner or later.

Just as he was thinking about it, Peng Guodong came back limping, carrying a hoe, followed by a young man, who was smiling and full of energy.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Xiang Lanlan picking up the broken porcelain on the floor with her head down, and hurriedly reminded her, "Be careful not to hurt your hands. Xiao Song, go get the medicine box from the cabinet."

Xiao Song responded and quickly ran to the drawer under the TV cabinet in the living room to take out a small medicine box.

After Xiang Lanlan had bandaged her wound, she still looked a little uneasy. She kept staring at the phone, her heart beating wildly, fearing that Ji Qinglan would call again. She said to Peng Guodong in a panic, "Uncle Peng, I'm sorry, I accidentally broke your favorite teacup just now."

Peng Guodong saw her fear and thought it was because of the teacup, so he comforted her, "A broken cup is broken, don't take it to heart, I'm not angry."

"Thank you, Uncle Peng." Xiang Lanlan said and glanced at the phone unconsciously.