Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Just as Lilly was cheering, the door of old Mrs. Crawford’s room opened with a bang.

She glanced blankly, then frowned, “It’s so late, what were you doing here? Don’t you sleep?”

Anthony pursed his lips, “We… were chatting.”

Old Mrs. Crawford immediately chattered, “What were you talking about in the middle of the night? You have to sleep if you don’t want to sleep! How can children grow taller if they don’t sleep? What nonsense!”

“You, and you!” Old Mrs. Crawford stared at Blake and Edward, “What were you all doing?”

Anthony’s sleep had always been bad, and he often didn’t go to bed until three or four o’clock, she knew this.

However, what were Blake and Edward doing?

The old lady looked like she was about to hit someone with a feather duster.

Blake quickly raised his hand, “Aye aye, old lady, I am innocent.”

He had been a mere passer-by all night, okay?

Nothing involved!

Old Mrs. Crawford grabbed the slippers under her feet.

Everyone immediately turned their heads and left, each going back to their respective rooms, “scared” beyond belief.

Lilly stuck out her tongue, grabbed Jean and ran away, “Grandma is angry, run!”

Old Mrs. Crawford snorted, put down her slippers, and looked helplessly at the empty corridor.

What a shame that she had to worry about them even if they grew up already.

If she was no longer here in the future, what would happen to this family…

Old Mrs. Crawford controlled the wheelchair and went back to her room. She gathered her shawl, and her back looked a bit vicissitudes.

Jean turned her head three times a step, with tears in her eyes, she could not bear to leave old Mrs. Crawford’s eyes for half a minute, until she closed the door…

No problem, no problem.

She still had time, before July 14th, she still had time to say goodbye…

After returning to the room, old Mrs. Crawford could not fall asleep.

She looked at the ceiling silently, thinking about what to make for Lilly for breakfast in the morning, thinking about how soon she would grow up after going to kindergarten, which primary school would she send to in the future?

After primary school, Lilly was so smart, she should be able to keep up, right? At least she would not be as worrying as Hannah, right?

The more restless Mrs. Crawford was, the more she thought about it, the more she saw the old man beside him snoring unmoved, she was so angry that she flew up and kicked old Mr. Crawford.

This was a subconscious action, old Mrs. Crawford did not realize that she could kick people with her feet, and she was still thinking about Lilly in her heart, so she did not notice it at all.

Old Mr. Crawford turned over and pulled a blanket to cover himself.

in a low voice, “Sleep, sleep! Such noise didn’t wake you up, just like

Mr. Crawford, “Hulu…

Old Mrs. Crawford, “…”

when she was young, she thought it was an exaggeration to describe ‘xxx sleeps like a rock’, but she did not

“Well……”

tossed and turned and could not fall asleep, so she simply got

next day, Edward, Lilly and Josh could not get up

okay, he was used to going to bed late and getting up

manner, while reprimanding him with a stern face, “The fifth one hasn’t woken up yet? So are Drake and Josh, have

“Where’s Blake?”

strong tea

the emergency room again in the middle of the night last night, didn’t

This was justifiable.

they were

said, “Lilly can’t

his lips, “It doesn’t matter for Lilly,

looked up

also had to go to bed early and get up early! I’ll ask

breakfast before going to sleep…or your stomach

Mr. Crawford

a small basket of fried steamed buns, controlled the electric wheelchair to come out, and said, “Did you know that there was a

Crawford paused and frowned, “Could there be thunder in

sneered, “It’s not just thunder, the roof had

Old Mr. Crawford, “…”

Did that really happen?

“I knew you

Mr. Crawford curled his lips and continued

…

in the

had actually gotten up, but

caught a total of 23 grieving ghosts and

them, the female ghost with a broken belly and the old woman in the shroud were not caught, Josh only felt that it was

fake foreign devil), y=23,

he felt the dawn

took Aunt Jean out for a walk every day, he would bring

only takes less than five days! My

a pity that I can only think about it, after

it, and suddenly thought, No, instead of relying on luck to catch

haunted and murderous places,

forget it, other people’s grave mounds were

immediately searched the Internet for places of great evil, holy places of

saw a video, which was the

and the sweet air in foreign

was the video of the last time

posted on his

and changed her voice. Only people

was

it should be a spam account, and all their posts

had the highest traffic. It seems that