Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Lisa had never experienced such a game before. Lying alone in the pit while Anthony who was shining in her eyes buried her in the soil.

For the past eight years, she had been confined to a cold and lonely coffin, enveloped in darkness. But now, on the sunny beach with its soft sand, everything felt entirely different.

Amused, Anthony chuckled and remarked, “Do you enjoy being buried?”

Lisa suddenly stared at him, and after a long pause, she uttered, “I like it…you bury me.”

In her dying moments, she pleaded that she would not be nailed into a coffin by the people she hated, just like before. She longed to be laid to rest by someone she cherished so that even in eternal slumber, she would feel the warmth.

Anthony gazed into Lisa’s pure white eyes and suddenly knew what she was trying to express. His hand that was holding the small shovel halted.

He wanted to say something but did not know what he should say.

At that moment, Lilly, Hannah, and Josh rushed over, gleefully joining in as they witnessed Anthony burying Lisa.

Anthony was so immersed in burying her. His smile grew wider, and he continued to bury Lisa until only her head was exposed.

Hannah exclaimed joyfully, “Let’s create a Mickey Mouse figure on top of Aunt Lisa’s head!”

The children cheerfully molded a pair of Mickey Mouse ears and sculpted a Mickey Mouse shape around Lisa.

Anthony took out his phone and snapped pictures of their creation.

As the day grew late, Blake called them back to the hotel.

Lilly, feeling hungry after their playtime, happily scampered along the garden path, clutching a small bucket and a shovel, and headed towards the hotel.

Anthony handed the phone with the photos he took to Lisa. When she saw herself in the images, she momentarily froze.

Then, she erupted into gleeful laughter, tightly gripping the phone and refusing to let go as she continued to admire the photos.

Lisa, Lilly, Hannah, Drake, Josh, Zachary, and Anthony were in the picture, with Anthony holding the mobile phone close to the camera.

However, as Lisa observed the photo, the screen turned off.

She quickly tugged on Anthony, gesturing for him to turn on the screen once again.

Anthony helped her turn the phone on.

stared at it intently, and after a

back to the hotel, Anthony took the phone and casually mentioned, “The password to unlock the phone is 0315. Remember

gazed at him with

and patiently instructed, “0-3-1-5 represents March 15th, which

Lisa’s delicate and pale finger, tapping the

phone screen flickered to

phone

you get

Lisa suddenly understood.

She got it!

the screen turned on, she gleefully turned it off and tried again… Repeating

phone. Lisa even refused to take a bath when

Lilly shook his head and said, “Oh

never expected my mom

have thought that unlocking the screen

Lisa and said sternly, “Go and

at Drake and then turned

her hand dismissively, saying, “Don’t

at Anthony once

bridge of his nose and sighed,

I don’t want

in her arms, bringing her away to take a bath and change her clothes. Noticing Lisa was dirty, she was surprised and exclaimed, “Did you roll in the sand? Go and take a bath

to

no one could

built to a platinum five-star standard. In the lobby, there was a musical fountain, and the hotel spanned

island, it felt like

fifth floor. The hall was spacious, covering several hundred square feet, and all drinks and food

were children aged three and above, still innocent, cute, and adorable. The four-year-olds

eyes appeared even livelier. Additionally, there were group photos featuring her with her father, siblings,

floor was offering free service that today, so she brought

really luxurious,” Mabel

adorned with bowknot hair clips on both

attention from passers-by. However, once they arrived

was captivated by Lilly’s