Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Away from the hustle and bustle of the tourists, the Crawford family, Melody and Grace all stopped, and old Mrs. Crawford and Margaret began to take things from their bags.

“Yogurt… Fruits… Hey, Margaret, where is the bread?”

Margaret raised her voice, “Here.”

Lisa squatted in front of the bicycle, looking at the bicycle chain inexplicably.

She pointed to the chain and said to Anthony, “It’s broken!”

The corner of Anthony’s mouth twitched.

Of course it was.

She trampled on the chain to the point that they started sparking.

“It’s okay,” Anthony said silently, “I’ll call them for a change.”

After a while, people from the bicycle rental shop drove along the road and pushed three new four-person bikes down to the Bondee Beach, where they saw three ‘stranded’ bikes.

One of them, the chain broke.

The other two lost their chains.

They looked at the scrapped bicycle chain and asked in bewilderment, “What happened?”

Blake crossed his arms and said calmly, “Whoever is faster in the competition, they fell down, so they lost the chain.”

Bike rental owner, “Uh…”

Blake, “How much is the maintenance fee? We will pay for it.”

Anyway, the handsome and wealthy Anthony was not short of money.

The owner of the bicycle rental said in embarrassment, “This time, three bikes broke down. The maintenance fee includes the cost of our manual pulling back… That will cost three hundred!”

Blake, “Okay.”

out his

hundred dollars in

rental boss,

regretted it, they paid so simply, he felt that he could

he said, “Don’t break it again,

“Boss, you

The boss, “?”

still too reserved, wasn’t

on the railing, and waved happily, “It’s Grandpa

small boat for two old people, and there was

was holding a black umbrella, and the boatman chatted with the old man. He heard that he lost his lover in the early years, and now he

was a little closer to the stern. The boatman always heard him talking to himself in a low voice from time to time, and could not

from the shore, he asked, “Brother, do you

morning, and so he asked in a low voice,

Nancy nodded.

said, “Go to shore,

going to stop at the port of that scenic

to a stop

his head, he enthusiastically shouted to the shore, “We want

and stepped on the pedal of

just took a breath,

Beach, and the boat slid leisurely towards

bay, a

umbrella only felt that the

changed, and he quickly grabbed

“Brother, let go of the umbrella, the

year round, and there were rarely any windless days throughout the year. So it was also known as the “Wind

man not to hold an umbrella when sailing on the lake, but the old man insisted

the mouth of the bay, the

the umbrella tightly and

and the black umbrella was lifted by the wind. The old man was pulled to stand up, staggering, and was about to fall

urgently, “Let go,

full

lower plate of the umbrella handle and tried to close

but his old body was obviously lacking in physical strength. He grabbed the umbrella bone and tried to pull it down, and his finger