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

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

it was just his hallucination, did

that there

suddenly sounded in his

ghosts cried, but they were

and couldn’t

“Mom…”

at the dining table, and they had almost eaten their

one wanted to spoil Zachary, so they didn’t leave him a meal

saw Zachary running in as he

said sternly,

warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared,

behind

He was dazzled.

gaze and

if he hadn’t been killed

is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to

were so many

kept a straight face and didn’t want to talk

you to have your food, so don’t complain if

his lip, “Tch, who does this old

his cutlery, and said in a cold voice, “What did you call grandma? Say

I’m so

Highness, I

was being rude, Liam was so angry that he wanted

the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant with minced meat? I like

how about fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with folded

looked at it strangely,

not want Zachary

on such sour faces

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

next second, he

this?”

it was delicious, but it turned out to be

minced meat was

down a glass of

anything worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t

Everyone was silent.

at everyone,

not answer his, so she

brother, of course,

drink a glass of water, so he looked at

of chicken was yellow

with thick meat and put

“Yuck!”

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

arms and

stopped talking, choking

don’t like others saying that my cooking is not

on, we saved these dishes for

Zachary was silent.

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

“Why would you want a basin of

smiled considerately and said, “Here

Zachary was speechless,

still

speak

not even lecture

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