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

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

if it was

his pace, he felt that there was a ghost floating on top of his

suddenly sounded

cried,

away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

dining table, and

leave him a meal and did not

Zachary running in

said sternly, “Why are

warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and

behind me,

He was dazzled.

gaze and

been killed by him

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

so many

a straight face and didn’t

You didn’t even come when we called you to have your food, so

“Tch, who does this old lady think she

a cold

so scared, Your Highness, should I call her Her Majesty from

I hope you’re

was so angry that

plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant

about fried chicken? Today’s food is

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with

his cutlery and looked at it strangely, “What are

not want Zachary

on such sour

they acted around him, so he stuffed a large

he spat

this?”

shiny. He thought it was delicious, but it turned

minced meat was

down a glass of

is there anything worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t

Everyone was silent.

everyone,

everyone did not answer his, so she did not

actually wanted to tell her brother, of course, there

for a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water,

of chicken was yellow and

meat and put it in his mouth, and sure enough, he spat it out

“Yuck!”

said angrily, “This is worse

his arms and

choking on his

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

on, we saved these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

is it salty? Margaret, would you please

you

and

Zachary was speechless,

still wanted to

it his turn to speak as an outsider in the Crawford

did not even lecture

to flip the table and leave