Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 203 Lovestruck Polly

Tioga International Airport, South City.

Lilly held up a card with a cartoon flowchart that Blake had hand–drawn for her. It showed a sizable airplane first, then a truck, a conveyor belt for luggage, and so forth.

Zachary was uninterested as he trailed Lilly. He had his phone in his hand and was engaged in intense battling in–game. He roared, “Bring it on, you idiot!”

Due to the headphones he was wearing, he was unable to gauge the volume of his own voice. The passersby turned around and gazed at him in surprise.

Lilly quickly waved her hand and apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. My brother is too rude.”

As she said that, she took the bread out of her bag and stuffed it into Zachary’s mouth.

Zachary mumbled, “Hmmm!”

He continued to mumble, but no more offensive words came from his mouth.

Lilly followed the hand–drawn map to collect her luggage and reunite with Polly.

Polly was sent out with pet transportation, where it was in the care of a professional pet carrier.

Polly and another parrot were having a lively conversation, or more accurately, Polly was doing all the talking.

The other bird was a cockatiel parrot. It looked beautiful with its light yellow feathers and smooth crown line. It also had two round red spots on its cheeks just below its eyes, which made its cheeks look pinkish.

“Hello, hi there; did you just wake up?” Polly spread its wings in front of the cockatiel parrot.

That parrot simply ignored Polly.

Lilly said softly, “Polly…”

Polly showed his shining green feathers to the cockatiel parrot again. It said, “Why did you not say anything? Can’t you talk? Oh my gosh! I must teach you then!”

Lilly was speechless.

Polly continued, “Hey, listen to me; you must have a crush on me. If you don’t…I’ll think of something else.”

Lilly called out to the parrot again, “Polly…”

Polly shook its feathers, leaned slightly forward, and got closer to the cockatiel parrot’s cage. It said, “I don’t think you’re the right parrot to date, hmm… but you’re the right parrot to marry me.”

finally lost it, and it shouted, “I’m a male! You

right away and said, “Let’s go. Quick, we

their laughter in until they finally lost control and started laughing out

Polly’s cage, strided forward, and

scene.

extended statement in gibberish once they were

terminal.

a “you won” expression on her face. She asked solemnly, “Polly,

head and said,

signs outside while pulling the suitcase with one hand while holding the

games with earphones on and casually followed

“ordinary people” in the crowd. All of them wore eyeglasses with

Mansion, each receiving real–time surveillance footage from the front

sneaking glances at Blake’s computer. He asked with a long face, “We’ve

head, “Dad, I’ll believe you if you try a little

Hugh was taken aback.

continued, “Furthermore, I’m monitoring a spy with my camera. I didn’t send

said, “I’ll believe you if the focus of your

“Move! I

1. to.

rendered silent. He lost

empty–handed and preoccupied with video games. She could not bear to watch this scene. She chided angrily, “My goodness! I should’ve beaten him more severely the other day! How could he allow the

and stared at Zachary in

nerve to

out

was ready to destroy the rival’s crystal. Suddenly, his phone went

internet need to go down now? God, are

tiptoe and asked, “Mister, how much would it cost to take me to

he turned to look, he saw only two children and no adults. He shifted his gaze and replied,

was taken aback. She suspected the driver was trying to scam her. The little one fell into a dilemma, and she asked, “Uncle,

The cabbie was astounded.

whether I’m trying to scam her; this kid is a great negotiator and tried

250 bucks. I’m not profiting

expression on her adorable face. She said, “Mister, you can ask for 250 dollars for a ride, but I couldn’t pay that, alright? Daddy said that hardworking people should not be deprived of their earnings, so we couldn’t take away your money.

was not right. He grumbled, “Hey, it’s fine if you don’t want to ride. Why

sternly, “Mister, don’t drive at night, all right? If you do it too often,