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

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

eyes, wondering if it was just his hallucination, did

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

sounded

be afraid if ghosts cried, but they were

and couldn’t

“Mom…”

Crawford family was sitting at the dining table, and they had almost

him a meal and did not call him to eat

in as he yelled for his

sternly,

surrounded by warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up

nothing behind me,

He was dazzled.

withdrew his gaze and glared

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

wanted to

so many

straight face and

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

does this old lady think she

his cutlery, and said in a cold voice,

I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I

I hope you’re doing

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

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

fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

looked at him with

at it strangely, “What are you looking

did not want

such

large piece

second, he spat

is this?” He

shiny. He thought it was delicious, but it turned

meat

gulped down a

is there anything worse than this? Even dogs

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then

everyone did not answer his, so she

brother, of course, there was worse food

not eaten anything for a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink

piece of chicken was yellow and

piece of chicken with thick meat and put it in

“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 said leisurely, “I made

stopped talking, choking

coldly, “I don’t like

these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

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

“Why would you want a basin

smiled considerately and

Zachary was speechless,

still wanted

speak as an outsider in the

and grandparents did not even lecture him,

wanted to flip the