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.

was standing in

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

eyes, wondering if it was just his hallucination, did

he felt that there was

strange laughter suddenly sounded

afraid if ghosts cried, but they were

and

“Mom…”

the dining

didn’t leave him a meal and did not call

Zachary running in as he yelled

said sternly, “Why are you

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

nothing behind me,

He was dazzled.

his gaze and glared at

fault, if he hadn’t been killed by him in

to go upstairs

so many

kept a straight face and didn’t want to talk to

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

“Tch, who does this old lady think

said in a cold voice, “What did

picked up the cutlery and said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I call her Her Majesty from now

Highness, I hope you’re

Zachary was being rude, Liam was so angry that he

Zachary looked around, and looked at the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there

chicken? Today’s

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

raised his eyebrows and looked at him with

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

they did not want Zachary to

put on such sour

did not like how they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant

next second, he spat

is this?” He

thought it

minced meat was also

a glass of

there anything worse than this?

Everyone was silent.

at everyone, then

did not answer his, so she did

to tell her brother, of course, there

and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at the plate of fried

of chicken was yellow

a piece of chicken with thick meat and put it in his mouth, and sure enough, he spat it out

“Yuck!”

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

his arms and said leisurely, “I made

stopped talking, choking

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

these dishes for

Zachary was silent.

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

throat tightened, “Why would you want

smiled considerately and said, “Here

Zachary was speechless,

an outsider still

to speak as an outsider in the

father and grandparents did not even

to flip the table and leave