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 front of him just

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

it was just his hallucination,

felt that there was a ghost floating

laughter suddenly sounded in his

if ghosts cried,

away, and

“Mom…”

dining table, and

leave him a meal and did not call him

saw Zachary running in as he yelled

frowned and said sternly, “Why

Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up the courage

behind

He was dazzled.

gaze and glared

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

eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs but came to the dining table by

were so many

straight face and didn’t want

you to have your food, so don’t complain if there’s no food left

his lip, “Tch, who does this old lady think she

said in a cold voice, “What did you call grandma? Say

nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared,

I hope

was so angry that

at the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant with minced meat? I

about fried chicken? Today’s

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with folded

strangely, “What are you looking at? What’s there

they did not want Zachary to

such

so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth and chewed a couple of

second, he spat out the

this?” He

it was delicious, but it turned out to be

meat was also

gulped down a glass of

anything worse than

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then at

did not answer his, so she did not

to tell her brother, of course, there was worse food out

day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink

of chicken was yellow and orange, it

with thick meat and put it in his

“Yuck!”

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

crossed his arms and said leisurely, “I made

choking

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

these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

Margaret, would you please bring me a basin

would you want a

smiled considerately and

Zachary was speechless,

outsider still wanted to

turn to speak as an outsider

father and grandparents did not even

to flip the table and