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.

and asked in confusion, “What does this mean? Is the

lips and said.

handed Drake an umbrella and said. “Keep an eye

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old lady’s body while casting a

upstairs moved slightly

was home. They even knew

willing to come down and be the

camera, the

H-what does this mean??

and said, “Keep an eye on them. They’re just a few kids…

caught up, saying, “I’ll go watch over

run up behind Lilly with an

life. The wind blew against the white plastic sheet covering her, providing meager protection from the rain.

how she lived her

others followed slowly

walked, she arrived at another self-built building after

home?” she cautiously called

No one answered.

while and then called again. “Tom, open the

was no

lady wiped her tears and this time she

city center of Wyndon and after an hour of

house, extending her trembling

anyone home?” she

no one opened the

her vacant eyes as she silently walked

the dorm the odd lady led, “Mom

didn’t

opening the

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her graingt vom might have sad, but the old lady knelt with a thud and pleaded, Merce min

her hand dropped, leaving her sitting alone in

sigh, slowly stood

calling out a few times, but no one

by

the paleed done on the long yourney from the village to the city, not reaching the