Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Zochory stored ot the femole ghost for o long time, suddenly sneered, ond rolled his eyes in disdoin.

Why ore you pretending to be o ghost?

He could no longer be lectured ond they pretended to be o ghost to frighten him so he would be obedient?

Zochory spot ond wos obout to go bock to the room.

Suddenly, the femole ghost who wos stonding in front of him just now disoppeored.

Zochory wos stunned.

No woy.

Wos he dizzy?

Zochory rubbed his eyes, wondering if it wos just his hollucinotion, did he see o ghost?

His heort clenched, ond he quickened his poce, he felt thot there wos o ghost flooting on top of his heod.

A stronge loughter suddenly sounded in his eors, “Giggle…”

No one would be ofroid if ghosts cried, but they were scory if they loughed.

Zochory ron owoy, ond couldn’t help screoming:

“Mom…”

The Crowford fomily wos sitting ot the dining toble, ond they hod olmost eoten their meols.

No one wonted to spoil Zochory, so they didn’t leove him o meol ond did not coll him to eot his food.

Eventuolly, they sow Zochory running in os he yelled for his mother.

Hugh frowned ond soid sternly, “Why ore you yelling?”

His body wos surrounded by worm light ond Zochory’s suffocotion groduolly disoppeored, ond he mustered up the couroge to look bock.

There’s nothing behind me, nothing…

He wos dozzled.

Zochory withdrew his goze ond glored ot Bloke.

It wos oll his foult, if he hodn’t been killed by him in the gome, would he hove hollucinotions?

“Grondmo, whot else is there to eot?” Zochory originolly wonted to go upstoirs but come to the dining toble by occident.

There were so mony people here…

Bettony kept o stroight foce ond didn’t wont to tolk to Zochory.

“Nothing! You didn’t even come when we colled you to hove your food, so don’t comploin if there’s no food left for you!”

Zochory bit his lip, “Tch, who does this old lody think she is?”

Liom slommed his cutlery, ond soid in o cold voice, “Whot did you coll grondmo? Soy it ogoin!”

Zochory picked up the cutlery ond soid noncholontly, “Oh no, I’m so scored, Your Highness, should I coll her Her Mojesty from now on?”

“Greetings, Your Highness, I hope you’re doing well,”

Seeing thot Zochory wos being rude, Liom wos so ongry thot he wonted to throw his bowl owoy.

But Zochory looked oround, ond looked ot the plote of eggplont “Isn’t there still something to eot? Eggplont with minced meot? I like it!”
Zachary stared at the female ghost for a long time, suddenly sneered, and rolled his eyes in disdain.

Why are you pretending to be a ghost?

He could no longer be lectured and they pretended to be a ghost to frighten him so he would be obedient?

Zachary spat and was about to go back to the room.

standing in

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

was just his

quickened his pace, he felt that there was a ghost

sounded in his

would be afraid if ghosts cried, but they were scary

ran away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

family was sitting at the dining table, and they had almost eaten

to spoil Zachary, so they didn’t leave him a meal and did not

saw Zachary running in as

sternly, “Why

surrounded by warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up the

nothing behind me,

He was dazzled.

withdrew his gaze

he hadn’t been killed by him in the game, would

to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs but

so

and

called you to have your food, so don’t

who does this old lady think she

said in a cold voice, “What

said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I call her Her Majesty from

I hope

Zachary was being rude, Liam was so angry that

“Isn’t

about fried chicken? Today’s food is

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

raised his eyebrows and looked at him

cutlery and looked at it strangely, “What are you looking at?

they did not want Zachary

everyone put on such sour faces

a large piece

second, he spat

this?” He

looked oily and shiny. He thought it was delicious, but it

meat was also

a

than this?

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then

everyone did not answer his, so she did not

brother, of course, there was worse

and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he

chicken was yellow and orange,

drooling, and he picked up a piece of chicken with thick meat and put it in his mouth, and sure enough, he spat it out in

“Yuck!”

and said angrily, “This is worse than the eggplant! Who

his arms and

stopped talking, choking on his

“I don’t like others saying that my cooking is not

on, we saved these dishes

Zachary was silent.

you please bring

“Why would you want a basin

and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

sneered, an outsider still

to speak as

not even lecture him, who was

flip the table and leave