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.

female ghost who was standing in

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

if it was just his hallucination, did he see

felt that there was a ghost floating on

strange laughter suddenly sounded in

cried,

away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

the dining table,

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

saw Zachary running in as he yelled for

and said sternly,

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

behind me,

He was dazzled.

his gaze

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

what else is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs but came to

so many

and didn’t want to talk

to have your food,

does this

said in a cold voice, “What did

I’m so

Highness, I

Zachary 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 with minced meat? I

how about fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

and looked at him

picked up his cutlery and looked at it strangely, “What are you looking at?

they did not

such sour faces

they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of

he spat

is this?” He

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

minced meat

gulped down a glass of

it, is there anything worse than this? Even

Everyone was silent.

at everyone, then

answer his, so

of course, there was

uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at the plate of fried

was yellow

with thick meat and put it in

“Yuck!”

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

crossed his arms and

choking

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

saved these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

Margaret, would you please

would you want

smiled considerately and

Zachary was speechless,

sneered, an outsider still wanted to

speak as

grandparents did not

the table and