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 front of him just now

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was just his hallucination, did he see

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

sounded in his ears,

be afraid if ghosts cried,

and

“Mom…”

the dining table, and they had almost

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

in as he yelled for

and said sternly, “Why

warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he

behind me,

He was dazzled.

his gaze and glared

was all his fault, if he hadn’t been killed

to go upstairs but came to the dining

so many

a straight face and didn’t want to talk

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

lip, “Tch, who does this old lady think

in a cold voice, “What

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

Highness, I hope you’re

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

looked around, and looked at the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant with minced meat?

fried chicken? Today’s food is

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

raised his eyebrows and looked at

strangely,

not want Zachary

put on such sour faces and threatened

how they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth

next second, he spat

this?”

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

minced meat

down a

there anything worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then

not answer his, so she

brother, of course, there was worse

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

piece of chicken was yellow

and put it

“Yuck!”

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

crossed his arms and said leisurely, “I

stopped talking, choking on his

coldly, “I don’t like

on, we saved these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

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

throat tightened, “Why would you want a

smiled considerately and said,

Zachary was speechless,

still

to speak as an outsider in the Crawford

did not even lecture him, who

flip the table and