Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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Chapter 698 Sometimes, Selflessness Breeds Selfishness

Upon returning from Wyndon, Lilly seemed gloomy for a few days.

Bettany tried to cheer her up by preparing delicious meals, assuming that something had happened during her trip that affected her “cultivation.”

But when Lilly opened the door and excitedly ran down the stairs, she exclaimed, “Granny, what are we having for dinner today?”

Bettany finally let out a sigh of relief, observing Lilly’s radiant face with a hint of bittersweetness.

Children bounce back quickly, but… other children never have to face such challenges.

“Uncle Max mentioned that Lilly enjoyed cream soup and creamy bacon carbonara in Wyndon, so Grandma decided to make them at home too,” the kind old lady said. “Go wash your hands and see if my cooking lives up to the authentic taste.”

Lilly happily replied, “Alright!”

“Mmm, so yummy, so yummy,” she murmured with delight.

Bettany smiled and asked, “Who taught you that?”

“Mmm noodles, they call it that in Wyndon,” Lilly innocently replied.

Bettany was speechless.

After the meal, Lilly went to help Max with his move.

Max had chosen a place, and Lilly swiftly moved the items out.

Max was quite overwhelmed.

It was easy to move things around, even scraping off some wall dust in the process.

But moving them out was a different story. First, they had to remove the floor tiles… they were renovating and laying new ones.

The wall dust couldn’t be taken out, so they had to repaint it.

Then they brought out the fixed fixtures, installing them bit by bit.

Finally, they dealt with the miscellaneous items that needed to be installed…

over and secretly

the blink of an eye, seven days passed, marking the seventh day since the old lady’s

spirit and prepared to offer prayers for her to find a

several children huddled

would encounter a ghost… Was it all a coincidence the last time, or had

this camera could see ghosts, then he would be no match for his

burned yellow paper, and suddenly, the

was the same old lady who had passed away

his hair stand on end, a tingling sensation running through his

that

old lady slowly turned her head and

time,

exclaimed, “Holy shit,

blurted out, “Damn it! Click,

at

and reality made Max and Uncle Josh hug each

other hand, was at a

“What’s all the

tray with a bowl of white

+5 Bonus

I know you’re kind-hearted and want to pay respects to the old lady, but why hide

about next time we do it behind the garden? What if you accidentally set Uncle Max’s room on fire.. and then Uncle

blinked innocently and replied,

waved her hand and left, saying she didn’t want to meddle in the children’s affairs. But if they needed help, she would

time we’re done, this chicken might be cold… but it’s okay, it’ll be perfect

confused. Lately, it felt a bit tiresome to walk, having to run ten kilometers with Blake every day just to maintain its

Eat?

General quickly slipped away.

hair still slightly damp. On closer inspection, her attire wasn’t in perfect condition,

But she looked content.

not cold anymore,” she smiled and said. “Speaking of which, thank you so

and sighed, “I didn’t expect to trouble outsiders in the

head, “Old lady, it’s no trouble. I just have a question I don’t

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