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.

the female ghost who was standing in front of him just

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

eyes, wondering if it was

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

laughter suddenly sounded in his ears,

afraid if ghosts cried, but they were

and couldn’t

“Mom…”

was sitting at the dining table, and

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

they saw Zachary running in as he

frowned and said sternly, “Why

body was surrounded by warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually

behind

He was dazzled.

his gaze and glared at

all his fault, if he hadn’t been killed by him in the game, would he

is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go

so many

a straight face and didn’t want to talk

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

does this old lady

cold voice, “What did

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

Your Highness, I

was so angry

of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to

fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

raised his eyebrows and looked at him with

strangely,

did not want Zachary to

such

he stuffed a large piece

he

this?”

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

meat was also

a glass

than this? Even dogs wouldn’t eat

Everyone was silent.

looked at everyone, then

answer his, so

wanted to tell her brother, of course, there was worse

very uncomfortable to drink a glass of

chicken was yellow and orange,

chicken with thick meat and put it in his mouth, and sure enough, he spat it out in a

“Yuck!”

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

and

choking on his

“I don’t like others saying that my

saved these dishes

Zachary was silent.

is it salty? Margaret, would you

throat tightened, “Why would you want

and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

outsider still wanted to

turn to speak as an outsider

father and grandparents did not even lecture him, who

to flip the table