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.

ghost who was standing in front of him just now

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

if it was just

heart clenched, and he quickened his pace, he felt that there was a

laughter suddenly sounded

would be afraid if ghosts cried, but

and couldn’t help

“Mom…”

the dining table, and they had almost eaten their

so they didn’t leave him a meal and did

saw Zachary running in as he yelled

sternly, “Why

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

behind me,

He was dazzled.

withdrew his gaze and glared

been killed

originally wanted to go upstairs but came to the dining table by

were so many

kept a straight face and didn’t want to talk

we called you to have your food,

lip, “Tch, who does this old lady

in a cold voice,

up the cutlery and said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I

Highness, I hope you’re

rude, Liam was so angry that he wanted to throw his

looked at the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to

fried chicken? Today’s

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with folded

cutlery and looked at it strangely, “What are you looking at? What’s there to look

not want Zachary to

everyone put on such sour faces and threatened

acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of

next second, he

is this?” He

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

minced meat

gulped down a glass of

there anything worse than this?

Everyone was silent.

looked at everyone, then at

his, so

brother, of

uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at the plate of fried chicken

yellow and orange, it looked really

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

“Yuck!”

it out again, poured three more glasses of water, and said angrily, “This is worse than the eggplant! Who made this,

his arms and said leisurely, “I

talking, choking

him coldly, “I don’t like others saying

we saved these

Zachary was silent.

it salty? Margaret, would you please bring me a basin

throat tightened, “Why would you want a basin of

and

Zachary was speechless,

outsider still wanted to

was it his turn to speak

did not even lecture him, who was

to flip the table and leave