Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 602

The old man paused, and the look on his face was even more lonely.

Lilly looked at the old man’s hand, only to see that his fingers were missing a section, and the fingertips were bald.

She still clenched tightly and led the old man away.

The old man let Lilly hold his hand, and when he regained consciousness, he was already sitting on the bench by the Bondee Beach.

“Grandpa, what’s the matter?” Lilly asked.

The old man’s cloudy eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, “I can’t hold it anymore.”

“I miss my wife very much. It’s meaningless to live alone every day.”

Lilly comforted, “However, if grandma is still here, she definitely doesn’t want to see you like this.”

The old man sighed sadly, “Yes, but what does it matter, she must have waited too long, I don’t want her to wait too long.”

Old Mrs. Crawford and old Mr. Crawford sat on the side, while Blake leaned on the fence by the sea, turned his head and looked into the distance, enjoying the sea breeze.

Lilly saw that his eyes no longer had the desire to live, he was really lifeless, with no vitality at all.

She thought for a while and said, “Grandpa, I can help you and let you see grandma.”

“However, you have to tell me what my grandma’s name is and where she is from…”

The old man glanced at her, suddenly smiled.

“Are you here to listen to the story too?”

here to listen to the

old man said to himself, “In the past two

to hear it, I can also tell you one last

after this time, there would be

old man looked at the sea, and it was like this every time. It was painful to recall his memories every time, but

missed her, and it was more painful for him not to let it

Howard,” The old man said quietly,

and we often met to go boating by the lake.

before that I would definitely take her to the most beautiful and largest lake to row a boat, play

hometown is built,

and imagined the life after marriage in the future. Although it was very hard, thinking about it this way gave us

one expected that a sudden earthquake

“Nancy was buried below…”

ten fingers

subconsciously looked at the old

ten of his fingers

again, she was pressed

supporting both parents

and the older he

asked if I could make this story into a short story and post it online, and

she would always live

away in such

had passed away, and after he died of old age, no one

after the short story was filmed on

people from all over the country came to interview him, asking him to tell the same story over and over again, and finally left with a sigh, or wiped a

tightened his hands, and said softly, “Grandpa, you can always

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