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 of him just

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

his eyes, wondering if it was just his hallucination,

his pace, he felt that there was a ghost

sounded

ghosts cried, but

and couldn’t

“Mom…”

at the dining table, and they

didn’t leave him

in as he

sternly, “Why are you

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

behind me,

He was dazzled.

withdrew his gaze and glared

killed by him in the game, would he have

to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs

so many

a straight face and didn’t

your

bit his lip, “Tch, who does this

said in a cold voice, “What did you call

and said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I call

Your Highness, I

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

eggplant “Isn’t there still

about fried chicken? Today’s food is

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

his eyebrows and looked at him with

at it strangely, “What are you looking

they did not want

on such sour

so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into

second, he spat out

this?”

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

minced meat

gulped down a

worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t

Everyone was silent.

looked at everyone, then

did not answer his, so she did not answer

of course, there was worse food out

not eaten anything for a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at the plate

was yellow and orange, it

picked up a piece of chicken with thick meat and

“Yuck!”

said angrily, “This is worse than the eggplant! Who made this,

and said leisurely,

choking on

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

these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

Margaret, would you please bring me

would you want a

and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

an outsider still wanted

it his turn to speak as an

and grandparents did not even lecture him, who

the table and leave