The aunts booed, so it was all made up?

Speechless, wasted their feelings!

The old woman scolded, “What do you know as a child? Will adults tell you what happened in your family?”

She didn’t pay attention to Lilly’s recording at all.

She was only telling some stories, wasn’t she?

She did not cut her flesh or rob her of money.

Chatting only, who would care about her recording?

The police had better things to do. There were so many old men and women chatting in this world, they would have all been arrested.

The old woman sneered, and said sonorously, “That’s how it is in their family. Why are the children of the rich family so small-minded? Your family cheats on others, so why don’t you let people talk about it?”

Lilly looked at the ground and thought to herself: This is a jealous spirit.

Jealousy was an emotion of indifference, belittlement, rejection, and hostility towards others.

Once you felt jealous, you could not help making stories up about others, belittling others, repelling and hostile to others…

Even if no one else had provoked her, the success or luck of others was, in itself, a kind of torment for them.

Human brains were so complicated!

Lilly shook her head, stretched out her hand suddenly, and grabbed the jealous spirit.

it away, and today I will set off with my father to go

for the fact that she was injured a little this time, and she

jealous spirit who was obsessed with the juicy gossip was grabbed, but he didn’t

“???”

take one look at him after she came by, as if she didn’t

reach out and grab him all of a

and stuffed it directly into

others are setting up a stage to sing, and they were bored

were

Jealous spirit, “!!!” (Scared)

stunned

recording in her hand, she didn’t know why she felt very

she was so bad! She already knew how to

her little grandson came over to drink water. He was dirty

other two little boys were all dressed brightly, and they looked

comparison, the more

than her little grandson? Why did her little grandson not

know that this kid is

before yesterday, she bumped into another old man. She ignored him and ran

night, keeps running around upstairs and making noises, I live right at the downstairs of their house, how

half of the loess up to her neck! How old am I? What good is it for me to make up stories about them,

Lilly sighed.

the spirit, she still looked

ghost to stay on top of her, to

to do so, and let others

expect that catching it was the same as

had already

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