Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 692 Going to Every Child’s Home, Yet Unable to Knock on a Single Door

Blake examined the surveillance footage, furrowing his brow. “This old lady didn’t just arrive today. She was hare last night, waiting all through the night.”

Lilly looked at the monitor screen.

In the footage, the old lady was wrapped tightly in the only plastic sheet she had, lying on a long stone

bench.

Battered by wind and rain, she shivered, unsure if she was asleep or unconscious, enduring the night in such a state.

At one point, she called out a few times, and a light on the second floor of the self-built building ahead flickered briefly before going out, with no response from anyone.

It wasn’t until dawn that the old lady slowly regained consciousness, tremblingly stood up, and laboriously. retraced her steps….

“Daddy…” Lilly’s voice choked, “Where did she go?”

Blake stood up and looked into the distance. Suddenly, his gaze froze, and he said. “I don’t know, but she’s back now.”

In the distance, an elderly lady, shaky and unsteady, walked past the vegetable garden, heading towards

them.

Her gaze was vacant as if she couldn’t sense anything, as if she couldn’t see her own lifeless body.

The old lady stopped in front of the stone bench, tremblingly sat down, and clutched the white plastic sheet tightly to her chest with trembling hands.

Then, with clouded eyes, she looked up at the building and cried out, “Son… open the door, Mom is cold….

“Open the door…”

She called out a few more times and then fell silent, staring intently at the upper floors. After a long while without anyone coming out to open the door, she shouted again:

“Son… open the door, Mom hasn’t eaten much, Mom can take care of myself, wash my face and bathe…. please, open the door.”

The voice, filled with age and desolation, stopped for a few moments. Seeing that no one came to open the door, she curled up, as if shivering from the cold. “Open the door… even your younger brother won’t open the door for Mom. Mom will freeze to death… so cold…

The old lady murmured, her cloudy eyes filled with disappointment and confusion. She wiped away her tears with a trembling hand, bent over, stood up, and forlornly walked toward the small path.

Lilly remained silent, following behind.

Josh, holding a camera, witnessed everything, his mouth gaping open.

Is the old lady looking for her son? Why didn’t

his lips and said. “Stop

an umbrella and said. “Keep an eye

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while casting a slightly cold glance at the upper

moved slightly but soon returned

one was home. They even knew that

willing to come down and be the first to handle

already in a daze. In Josh’s camera, the

H-what does this mean??

“Keep an eye on them. They’re just a few kids… or you can stay here and watch

saying, “I’ll go watch

run up behind Lilly with an umbrella, silently shielding

plastic sheet covering her, providing meager protection from the

how she lived her

the others

she arrived at another self-built building after

home?” she cautiously

No one answered.

lady stood bent over for a while and then called again. “Tom, open the door, Mom is freezing to

was

lady wiped her tears and this time

hour of following

her trembling hand to knock on

Is anyone home?” she

no one opened the

old lady’s desperation and despair filled her vacant eyes as she silently walked through the village

the dorm the odd lady led, “Mom here nowhere

didn’t open

about her youngest com opening the door for her in the

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but the old lady

at sevething, best when her hand dropped, leaving

let out a sigh, slowly stood up with

her daughter’s henne, calling out a few times,

by

from the village to the city, not