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.

does this mean? Is the old lady looking for her son? Why didn’t her son open the

and said. “Stop asking,

umbrella and said.

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watching the old lady’s body while casting a slightly cold glance

curtains upstairs moved slightly but

one was home. They even knew that the old lady had

no one was willing to come down

in a daze. In Josh’s camera, the same old

H-what does this mean??

on them. They’re just a few kids… or

caught up, saying, “I’ll go

up behind Lilly with an umbrella, silently shielding

old lady’s spirit moved slowly, trembling and swaying, just as she did in life. The wind blew against the white plastic sheet covering

knows how

and the others followed slowly

walked, she arrived at another

you home?” she

No one answered.

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

was no

wiped her tears and this time she walked

of Wyndon and after an hour of

extending her trembling

anyone home?” she

one opened the

eyes as she silently walked through the village and reached another house

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