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?

was just his

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

suddenly sounded in

one would be afraid if ghosts cried,

away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

dining table, and

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

they saw Zachary running in as he yelled for his

said sternly, “Why are

and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up the courage

behind

He was dazzled.

his gaze and glared at

hadn’t been killed by

there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs but

were so

kept a straight face and

you to have your food, so don’t complain

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

in a cold voice,

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

I hope you’re

Liam was so angry that

plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still

fried chicken? Today’s food

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with

it strangely, “What are you looking at? What’s

did not

such sour

so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant

he

is this?”

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

minced meat was also

gulped down a glass of

there anything worse than

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then at

did not answer his,

brother, of course,

it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of

yellow and orange, it

chicken with thick meat and put it

“Yuck!”

out again, poured three more glasses of water, and said angrily, “This is worse than the

arms and said

talking, choking

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

on, we saved these dishes for

Zachary was silent.

you please bring me a

“Why would you want a

considerately and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

outsider still wanted

to speak

did not even lecture him, who

the table and