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 front of him just now

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was just

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

laughter suddenly sounded in his ears,

ghosts cried, but they were scary

away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

Crawford family was sitting at the dining table, and

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

they saw Zachary running in as

sternly, “Why are you

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

behind me,

He was dazzled.

gaze and glared at

he hadn’t been killed by

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

were so

straight face and didn’t want to

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

bit his lip, “Tch, who does this old lady think she

said in a cold voice, “What did you call grandma?

the cutlery and said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness,

Your Highness, I

so angry

“Isn’t there still

fried chicken? Today’s food

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with

his cutlery and looked at it strangely,

they did not want Zachary

put on such

not like how they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth and

next second, he spat out

is this?”

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

meat was also

gulped down a glass

there anything worse than this? Even dogs

Everyone was silent.

at everyone,

did not answer his, so she

her brother, of course, there was worse

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

piece of chicken was yellow

of chicken with thick meat and put

“Yuck!”

of water, and said angrily, “This is worse than

arms and said leisurely, “I

choking on

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

saved these

Zachary was silent.

salty? Margaret, would you please

would you want a basin

smiled considerately and said,

Zachary was speechless,

an outsider still

his turn to speak as an outsider in the

not even lecture him, who was

wanted to flip the table and