Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 440 I’m Tainted, Master

“I had it hard too. I fought with my family a lot just because I helped her. Honestly, I was already kind enough. No one in the village would get close to her.”

Josh asked, “Then why’d you even butt in? You wanted her to rely on you forever? To forage for nothing but wild greens?”

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Hypocrite ghost shook his head. “I’d help anywhere I could. Even lent her my soy sauce when she needed it. Never asked for anything in return. Her mother-in-law wouldn’t stop praising me, telling me how kind I

was.”

Everyone in the village praised his kindness. Even the villages nearby knew of him. Whenever his family. was mentioned, everyone would go, “Oh, that philanthropist. He helped a mother and her ailing family and gave them a place to stay.”

The villagers were nice to him. After knowing the help he gave to Lila and her family, they’d help his family out a lot. Even the grocer would give his wife a bit more greens when she bought things from him. Yep, I wasn’t hurting her. If I was hurting her, no one would call me kind. “And I asked some people to get her a job. Couldn’t get one, but I’d been helping her out. Everyone knows I was trying to help. Everyone but her. She never smiled at me.”

for his own reputation. Everyone thought he was supporting Lila and

to build

ghost glared at him.

for her own good, so I

“What did

she was trying to become a gravure model for the new year’s calendar, and that she was shameless for trying to show

spirit sneered. “She should’ve smashed your whole head open.” Man, I feel for her. She couldn’t even complain to anyone. Her children were still too young to know anything, and her MIL basically kept her on a short leash and spoke ill of her even though she was relying on Lila for survival. And she actually praised the useless Sora instead. This b*stard tried to stop her from finding hope, and

said, “Everyone in the family was at work. As if killing me wasn’t enough, she stuck me into the furnace and burned me up. As if that wasn’t enough, she stuck my ashes into the walls of the toilet. Everyone came back to nothing but some bones and a few patches

angrily said, “And the villagers accused me of being a pervert. Said that was why I took them in. And they called me evil for letting them live in the pig pen. I can’t believe it. That wasn’t what

grudge in his heart. I did good all my life. I should be respected and celebrated, but she stuffed my remains in the toilet. Toilets in the nineties were unsanitary. The excrement was never flushed, and the toilets were always filled with maggots. He was subjected to the stench after he died, and he was soiled. He would not

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stepped back a little. They didn’t feel it at first, but now they thought the new

poop.