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…

take months to finish it all. Lilly occasionally went over and secretly

of an eye, seven days passed, marking the

and prepared to offer prayers for

held a camera while several children huddled in Max’s

the camera, wondering if he would encounter a ghost… Was it all a coincidence the last time, or had

see ghosts, then he would be no match for his niece. It

three incense sticks, burned yellow paper, and suddenly, the figure of the old lady appeared silently

passed away during the typhoon, huddled in

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

camera that could see

old lady slowly turned her head and looked

time, the door creaked

“Holy

blurted out, “Damn it! Click,

at the

combination of the surreal and reality made Max and Uncle Josh hug each other

the other hand, was at a

inexplicably, said, “What’s

tray with a bowl of

+5 Bonus

and want to pay respects to the old lady, but why

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

blinked innocently and

want to meddle in the children’s affairs. But if they needed

be cold… but it’s okay, it’ll

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

Eat?

General quickly slipped away.

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

But she looked content.

anymore,” she smiled and said. “Speaking of which, thank you so

didn’t expect to trouble

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

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