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.

I will set off with my father to go bust some ghosts

and she

the juicy gossip was grabbed, but he didn’t

“???”

even take one look at him after she came

did she reach out and

caught the jealous spirit and stuffed it directly into the jar

harem spirit and the others are setting up a stage to sing, and

eyes were excited,

Jealous spirit, “!!!” (Scared)

being jealous was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped her to scare

shaking the recording in her hand,

thing, she was so bad! She

grandson came over to drink water. He was dirty from playing and wore ordinary

the other two little boys were all dressed brightly, and

more the comparison, the more

all children, why should they be better than her little grandson? Why did her little grandson not born

you guys don’t know that this kid is

yesterday, she bumped into another old

upstairs and making noises, I live right

her neck! How old am I? What good is it for me to make up stories about them, what I say is true! My second aunt’s son

Lilly sighed.

spirit, she still looked like

top of her, to find a chance for her

she felt that it was pointless to do so, and let others go to hell… If Master knew about it, he

that catching it was the same as not catching

Ivan had already walked

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