Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 592 All This Way For A Skillet

Lilly said, “Grandma, we’re on vacation! Look at all the flowers!”

She turned the phone around.

Above the viaduct, Spring City was in full bloom. There were flowers everywhere you looked.

It was the middle of spring, and things were a lot less busy than in Alfornada. Some people pushed their strollers along the streets, strolling under the flowering trees.

A few children ran over from the garden, playing with a piece of grass in their hands.

“Isn’t it pretty? Lilly asked. “Do you see it, Grandma?”

Bettany nodded. “Yes, I see it.”

Lilly said, “Grandma, when are you coming here to play too? Spring City’s so, so pretty. Uncle Cloud says there’s a beautiful lake a hundred miles away from here, you can boat on it!”

“It’s a lake and not the ocean, but’s it’s huge just like the ocean!”

Bettany listened with a neutral expression. “Ahh…”

Lilly said, “Yeah! Grandma, I’ve got to tell you this— Sean and Cathy solved their misunderstanding! Sean was actually really happy about it, he just looked sour.”

Bettany listened to Lilly quietly, and before long both of them had chatted for an hour.

Blake and Cloud led the way for Lilly, and they eventually ended up at their hotel.

“Grandma, we’re here! Dad says we should eat, let’s talk at night?”

Bettany nodded. “Of course.”

The call ended. Blake and Cloud heaved a sigh of relief at once.

God, they had been so afraid that Bettany would say out of nowhere—

Lilly, where’s your Dad?

Lilly, where’s your Uncle Cloud?

They’d avoided yelling at today, this was worth celebrating!

Blake hauled Lilly onto his shoulder. “Let’s go, we’ll have something good today!”

“Yes, yes! I wanna drink flower wine!”

Flower wine, like its name suggested, was wine fermented from flowers. Blake had brought it up two days ago without much thought, only for Lilly to have remembered it…

Over on another end.

Bettany hung up the call, her eyes flashing with yearning.

darling had been away from home for five days, and she was

book us a flight,” Bettany said all of a sudden. “We’re going to

just going to go like

said, “Why not! We’re old, what if we don’t have that long to leave! We should just

“You just came out of the hospital! I’ve truly never seen anyone have the itch to be jetting around less than half a month after

“What about an

pressure when you’re flying in the air! It’ll

to it, Hugh could not bear to see Bettany upset for long. He paused,

once. “Yeah, we can

just a ten-hour ride, after

book an

even bring

able to sleep all the way

at once, urging Hugh to book the tickets then having Margaret prepare for

We’ll reach at two or three in the morning if we go now. We can leave tomorrow, or at night. We’ll be there in the morning right

I

lasted all of two seconds.

a skillet.” Bettany piped

while. Book a

a matter of cooking for Lilly, was it? All this way

**

brought Lilly to the Antipolo

full of people, especially crowded

the door. There was a table in front of him, filled with the

whimsical rhythm adding a layer of fun to the

time to go

He leaned back in his seat leisurely. “What’s the rush? Let’s sit for a while

at the

at its

their wooden stools leaning against the window. They’d take a sip of flower wine every now and then, the night making them feel even lazier

sip of her barley milk, feeling

raised

got quicker by the second. A few tourists linked hands, forming a circle out

joined, the

Lilly

to

said, “You stay put, or they might think we’ve

Lilly on his shoulder

of fate. It was easy to fall in love at

flocked over

Let’s

said, “No, thanks. My

women left,

you. Wanna chat over

emotionless. “I’ll pass. My daughter’s almost

girl walked away,