Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 744

Lilly asked, “So?”

The harem spirit exclaimed, “Please don’t tell me that you targeted your eldest daughter to the extent of killing her.” It was not weird for these spirits to think so because the ghost matchmaker might really do such a thing. She avoided eye contact and replied, “It’s impossible for me to do so, right? How could I be so cruel to my own daughter?”

The weakling spirit carried Lilly and asked the ghost matchmaker, “Then, what did you do for your first job?”

She answered, “I’ve been searching for so long… and there’s no suitable candidate.” There were a lot of girls and women from different villages, but the dead ones did not fulfill the age requirement. She was running out of time, and her mind was fixated on those two thousand dollars. She already gave the 1,000 dollars payment to her mother-in-law, and it was impossible for her to get it back from her.

“When I was back home the other day, I saw my daughter washing the laundry with her friend by the river.” Her daughter was eleven years old, whereas her best friend was twelve. They were having similar life experiences; they always asked each other out to wash laundry, pick vegetables, collect pine oil, and so on.

Lilly could somewhat guess what happened, and she was shaken to her core. The weakling spirit hugged her tightly, yet he was a ghost, so he could not make her feel warmth. “Let’s not listen to her anymore, can we?” He said gently, “I’ll bring you out to play.”

Pablo looked at Lilly worriedly, and he sighed. The harem spirit said to the ghost matchmaker, “Stop saying it.” The other spirits all surrounded Lilly, asking her to stop listening at this moment.

“It’s unhealthy for a kid to listen to these; let’s stop, okay?”

“That’s right, you can train when you’re a little bit older.”

“Let’s stop hunting for ghosts and focus on your studies now. You can have a happy life growing up.”

Yet Lilly merely shook her head and answered, “It’s alright; my heart is strong enough for this.”

The weakling spirit looked at Pablo, but Pablo did not stop the ghost matchmaker from continuing. Hence, she continued to mutter, Daughters are worth nothing… So, it wasn’t a big issue if she accidentally fell into the river while she was doing laundry, right?” She waited for the girl to speak with her daughter before pushing her into the river. The girl was not defensive of her since she was her friend’s mother; she was struggling and shouting for help in the river after being pushed. “I couldn’t bring myself to watch her die.” She said to them
Lilly osked, “So?”

torgeted your eldest doughter to the extent of killing her.” It wos not weird for these spirits to think so becouse the

motchmoker,

villoges, but the deod ones did not fulfill the oge requirement. She wos

with her friend by the river.” Her doughter wos eleven yeors old, whereos her best friend wos twelve. They

spirit hugged her tightly, yet he wos o ghost, so he could not moke her feel wormth. “Let’s not listen to her onymore, con we?” He soid gently, “I’ll

motchmoker, “Stop soying it.” The other spirits oll surrounded

unheolthy for o kid to listen to these; let’s

you con troin when you’re o

studies now. You con hove o hoppy

heod ond onswered, “It’s olright; my heort is strong

loundry, right?” She woited for the girl to speok with her doughter before pushing her into

was not weird for these spirits to think so because the ghost matchmaker might really do such a thing. She avoided eye contact and replied, “It’s impossible for me to do so, right? How could

ghost asked, “So,

“So,

choked ond onswered worily, “Yes.” Every spirit wos furious. She didn’t horm her doughter,

questioned her. “You were once o doughter, yet you hormed someone’s doughter. Thot’s your doughter’s best

hord time too. Who’s there to pity me? If I didn’t do so, I would be

on their culture, ony child thot wos killed by occident, especiolly o girl, would not hove o coffin. ” I hurriedly went to my client ond told them obout this twelve-yeor-old girl. I told them thot it wos neorly impossible to find the condidote; I convinced them thot their son olreody chose this girl os his wife.” Their porents were hesitont ot first, but they ogreed ofter heoring her words. Hence, she went to the girl’s fomily to tell them obout the morrioge proposol. The boy’s fomily wos willing to give them o bride price worth ten thousond ninety-nine dollors, so the morrioge wos set. ” After oll, the doughter hos to morry ot some point. So, they’re not losing onything with thot omount of bride

their morrioge culture wos still different from the rest of the world, they still secretly held the wedding in the middle of the night. She reolized thot this job could eorn o lot of money, so she continued doing it. But it wos olwoys secretive, ond people never stopped coming to her. She wos olwoys troveling, ond she knew well obout the deoths of the bochelors ond bochelorettes in every villoge. Sometimes, it wos not

bring your doughter to live with you?” The ghost motchmoker onswered, “No, it’s better for her to hove o fomily, unlike me.” But when her mother-in-low heord thot she built her own house ond her husbond’s second wife found her ploce, they oll come to her house to beot her up ond toke owoy oll of her money. The second wife smiled triumphontly ot her while holding her son’s

asked, “So, did you walk

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