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.

been away from home for five days, and she was missing

all of a sudden. “We’re going to

were just going to go like

old, what if we don’t have that long to leave! We should just go wherever we want

never seen anyone have the itch to be jetting around less than

about an open

pressure when you’re flying in the air!

to it, Hugh could not bear to see Bettany upset for long. He paused, before finally saying, “We

smiled at once. “Yeah, we can take

a ten-hour ride,

an entire carriage

bring a fold-up

they’d be able to sleep

urging Hugh to book the tickets then having Margaret prepare for the

if we go now. We can leave tomorrow, or at night.

I

all of two seconds.

piped up,

a while. Book a hotel with a stove… I want to cook

wasn’t just a matter of cooking for Lilly, was it? All this way for

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to the Antipolo

people, especially crowded at

table in front of him, filled with the flower wine he’d brewed along with

leisurely, the whimsical rhythm adding

time to

He leaned back in his seat

glanced at the time. “It’s

was at its most lively

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

a sip of her barley milk, feeling a little drunk just from

She raised

shop owner’s drum got quicker by the second. A few

joined, the air

Lilly up. “Let’s

got to his

put, or they might think

him with Lilly on his shoulder drew the attention of the crowd

easy to fall in love at first glance with the dizzying, intoxicating

women flocked over

handsome! Let’s be

“No, thanks. My

women left,

“Hey, you. Wanna chat

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

walked away,