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.

who was standing in

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

wondering if it was just his hallucination, did he see

he felt that there was a ghost

laughter suddenly sounded

would be afraid if ghosts cried, but they were scary

ran away, and

“Mom…”

dining table, and they

didn’t leave him a meal and did not call him to

running in

frowned and said sternly,

gradually

behind me,

He was dazzled.

gaze and glared at

his fault, if he hadn’t been killed

else is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go

were so

kept a straight face and didn’t

come when we called you to have your food,

“Tch, who does this old lady

cutlery, and said in a cold voice, “What

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

Highness, I

so angry that he

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

fried chicken? Today’s food is

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

his eyebrows and looked

looked at it strangely,

they did not want

on such sour faces and

they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into

second, he

this?”

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

minced meat was

down a glass of

is there anything worse than this? Even

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then at

not answer his, so she

brother, of course, there

for a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at the plate

was yellow and

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

“Yuck!”

glasses of water, and said angrily, “This is worse than the eggplant! Who made this, is this

arms and said

choking

him coldly, “I don’t like others saying that my

on, we saved these dishes for

Zachary was silent.

would you please bring

throat tightened, “Why would you want a

smiled considerately and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

an outsider still

it his turn to speak as an

did not

flip the table