"Cuckoo cuckoo..."
In the new house in the backyard of the Educated Youth Corps, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan were busy with their work, hearing the noise coming from outside the window, but subconsciously didn't take it seriously.
"Cuckoo cuckoo..."
Wen Lan lifted her head from behind the sewing machine, a bit annoyed: "What the heck is this, chirping nonstop, so annoying."
Wang Shumei, who was ironing clothes with a thermos mug filled with boiling water, said without lifting her head: "It's a cuckoo bird, it'll stop chirping after the autumn harvest."
"Eh? This bird's chirping sounds strange, kind of like it's talking to Hezi."
"Mhm... Mhm?"
"Cuckoo... cuckoo..."
Wang Shumei put down the thermos mug, swallowing her saliva as she looked at Wen Lan: "Xiao Lan, did Nianhe say something before she left, that she would imitate a bird call when she comes back?"
Wen Lan: "Mhm... seems like it."
They exchanged glances and quickly put down what they were doing and ran out.
