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?”

puzzled, here to listen

man said to himself, “In the past

if you want to hear it, I can

time,

was painful to recall

her, and it was more painful for him

name is Nancy… Nancy Howard,” The old man said quietly, “We are

were very in love when we were young, and we often met to go boating by the lake. She likes

that I would definitely take her to the most beautiful and largest lake to row a boat, play in the water together, and watch the seagulls

year, we got engaged. In another year, when the new house in our hometown is built, we would go back… To live with

reason, we all worked hard, saved money, and imagined the life after marriage in

that a sudden earthquake destroyed the entire

“Nancy was buried below…”

ruins, his ten fingers were bald and dripping with blood, but he still

subconsciously looked at the old

ten of his

this. When we found her again, she was pressed under the reinforced concrete and

supporting both

again, and had no children. He lived alone, and the older he got, the harder it

to me and asked if I could make this story into

that she would always live

least not to go away in such an unknown

old age, no one would know that

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

but tightened his hands, and said

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