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…

went over and secretly took some

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

summoned the old lady’s spirit and prepared to offer

several children huddled in Max’s

would encounter a ghost… Was it

then he would be no match for

then, Lilly lit three incense sticks, burned yellow paper, and suddenly, the figure of the old

old lady who had passed away during the typhoon, huddled

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

that could

slowly

same time, the door

exclaimed, “Holy shit,

blurted out, “Damn it! Click,

stood at the

combination of the surreal and reality made Max and

the other hand, was at

inexplicably, said, “What’s

bowl of

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want to pay respects to the old lady,

if you accidentally set Uncle Max’s room on fire.. and then

innocently and replied, “I understand,

in the children’s affairs. But if they needed

might be cold… but it’s okay, it’ll

felt a bit tiresome to walk, having to run ten kilometers with Blake every

Eat?

General quickly slipped away.

On closer inspection, her attire wasn’t in perfect condition, as her sons’ families hadn’t taken the time to arrange it

But she looked content.

and said. “Speaking

sighed, “I didn’t expect to trouble outsiders in the end, causing trouble for

head, “Old lady, it’s no trouble. I just

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