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.”

it, and it shouted, “I’m a male!

astounded. It turned to face Lilly right away and said, “Let’s go. Quick, we have to leave now.” Lilly was

holding their laughter

so embarrassed. She quickly grabbed Polly’s cage, strided forward,

scene.

statement in gibberish once they were outside

terminal.

won” expression on her face. She asked

and said,

while pulling the suitcase with one hand while

earphones

overlooked the few secret agents who pretended to be “ordinary people” in the crowd. All of them wore eyeglasses with tiny cameras on

in the Crawford Mansion, each receiving real–time surveillance

a somber expression on his face, but he was secretly sneaking glances at Blake’s computer. He asked with a long face, “We’ve agreed that we will let her

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

Hugh was taken aback.

I’m monitoring a spy with my camera. I didn’t send someone specifically

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

Bettany, who yelled, “Move! I want to watch the

1. to.

was rendered silent. He lost

carrying the luggage and walked in front; Zachary trailed 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 younger sibling to carry the

stared at Zachary

the nerve to boss

took out his

his phone went black. Zachary looked puzzled, and he became furious. He

internet need to go down

a cab. She stood on tiptoe and asked, “Mister, how much would it cost to take me to the Cherry

to stretch his neck to see Lilly. When he turned to look, he saw only two children and

a dilemma, and she asked, “Uncle, can

The cabbie was astounded.

a great negotiator and tried to reduce the price from

for 250 bucks. I’m not profiting off of you!” said the

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. We

listened, the more the driver sensed something was not right. He grumbled, “Hey, it’s fine if you don’t want

drive at night, all right? If you do it too often, you’ll