Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 292 Stealing Credit Claire remembered Lilly's words vividly and refused to back down. She insisted that Ken paid 100,000 dollars, otherwise, she would not buy the plot.

The siblings were unhappy and went to hope sadly.

At the community downstairs, Claire bumped into a little girl dressed in black. She looked like she was six years old and she stared at Claire.

Claire stopped and asked. “Do you know me, little girl?” When she got closer, she realized that the little girl was holding a spirit compass.

The little girl's face was cold, which did not match her age. She shook her head lightly and said, “I don’t know you.” Claire looked at her strangely, shook her head, and left.

just after she turned around, a talisman flew out of the little girl’s hand.

The talisman stuck to Claire’s back and disappeared.

Grace watched Claire enter the elevator and then looked at the spirit compass.

“An evil ghost,” She said to herself, “It's mine now,” The Ghost Festival was too sinister, and she did not have enough strength. So, she had to wait until after today.

If it were not for this, she would have gone in with that woman just now.

Grace bit her lips and left.

At the ordinary cemetery, the Crawford family built a new tomb for their ancestors in an hour.

The main grave still followed tradition and had the pattern of an ancient courtyard.

However, they went all out when it came to each of their ancestors graves.

They had graves with pink bows, graves in the shape of big red hearts, clouds, dragons, and phoenixes...

Their graves were outrageous.

The ancestor was very happy, and Lilly was happy as well.

-Look at how beautiful they are! Josh looked around and approached Lilly. He then asked, “How is it? Does our ancestor like it?” Lilly nodded affirmatively, “He likes it very much! You can ask him if you don’t believe me,” Josh was about to say that it was unnecessary, Just then, they heard an old voice, Josh, my boy, you're stepping on my foot,” Josh had goosebumps all of a sudden! Their ancestor clicked his tongue, “Why are you afraid of me? We're family after all,” Josh greeted, “Hello... great... ancestor...” He patted Josh on his back and admired the scenery. He then asked Josh, “Isn’t the view breathtaking?” Josh replied, “It's... It's... amazing,” Their ancestor was puzzled.

He never saw Josh stutter when he visited his grave a few years ago! He shook his head and said, “We should carve a boy peeing his pants on our family tomb too, I think it'll look good.” Lilly turned her head and repeated, “Uncle Anthony, our ancestor said we need to carve a boy peeing his pants on the family tomb because he thinks it'll look great!” After saying so, she paused, “Why would the grave look better with a carving of a kid that peed his pants?” She was confused.

She could understand if he requested to make a carving of a normal boy. But why did he want a carving of a boy peeing? Anthony saw her confused look and explained, “The statue of the peeing boy was based on a little boy from Brussels named Julien,” Lilly replied, “Is this boy powerful?” Drake had a stern look on his face. He was like a miniature version of Anthony and finally got the chance. to speak.

He did not have the time to speak to Hannah because she ran away earlier. So, he held it in and he felt uncomfortable.

“Along time ago, the Western invaded Belgium and placed a large number of bombs in front of the palace. to destroy the city. At that time, everyone was sleeping and did not know that the disaster was coming. At dawn, a little boy got up to pee and found the bomb. He peed on the fuse and stopped it from exploding. Then, the people made a statue in his honor, as known as the Manneken Pis,” Lilly was amazed and gaped.

Amazing! “I don't think carving a statue of the peeing boy would be heroic!” Lilly exclaimed.

After finishing speaking, she added earnestly, “Ancestor, you have good taste!” Everyone was amused.

Their ancestors also laughed.

Eventually, Anthony and Mr. Zeke decided to do a follow-up. It was getting late, and Lilly had to go to the MacNeil family.

Anthony asked Gilbert to drive her there, and the rest of them stayed to build a new home for their ancestors.

The MacNeil family’s tomb was a bit special, they were not in an ordinary cemetery, but in other cemeteries.

Not everyone could enter the cemetery. Lilly heard from her uncle that many citizens would come and give their offerings there.

So, they had to make an appointment to enter the cemetery in advance.

Lilly was serious as she walked through the cemetery.

Blake fixed the tombstone and cultivated the soil around it.

He saw Lilly coming, and he said in a low tone, “Lilly, come here and greet your grandpa,” Lilly placed some green branches and leaves on her grandfather's grave, and bowed respectfully: “Hello, Grandpa, Blake was about to speak but saw her kneeling and knocked her head three times on the ground sincerely.

Her forehead was red.

Blake could not help laughing, he coughed softly, “Okay, | think Grandpa saw how sincere you were,” Lilly nodded, “Yeah!” The Crawford family still had an ancestor, but their great-grandfather was gone. People with great merit could reincarnate at once and the merit left could shelter future generations.

Although it was a pity that she was unable to see her great—grandfather, Lilly had a lot of respect for him..

Lilly burned the ritual papers with her father and offered chicken and rice. They left some apples, oranges, and pastries in front of the tombstone.

“Let's go,” Blake caressed Lilly's head.

After having dinner with all her uncles in the MacNeil villa, Lilly followed his father back to the Crawford mansion.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening, but the Crawford family was waiting for Blake and Lilly to have dinner together.

Lilly could smell the aroma of the duck soup from afar.

“Grandma. I'm back!” The Crawford family was quiet before Lilly came. Lilly brightened up the atmosphere once she returned.

Hannah ran fast, “Let's eat!” Blake held Lilly'd hand with a trace of tenderness in huyes Before he knew it, the Crawford family had become his second home He was used to being alone and never thought that he would have a kid and would have a wholesome family.

On the table. Josh looked at the table of duck meat prepared in various ways, and asked curiously. “Lilly, why do we kill ducks instead of chickens during Ghost Festival?” Lilly said while drinking the duck soup. There's a river in the underworld and chickens can’t swin? If offered them chicken, our offerings wouldn’t reach our ancestors?” Blake added. Traditionally ducks are killed in most places, and initially was to show gratitude to our ancestors for blessing them with a good harvest on Harvest Festival. Then, Harvest Festival was merged with Ghost Festival although they were different festivals. Different areas have different customs so it didn’t matter if they killed chickens or ducks” Josh understood their explanations “What kind of taboos are there during the Ghost Festival? Can we go out at night?” He asked Lilly with low voice