Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14 An Unsolvable Problem

Lilly quietly withdrew the hand holding the drawing.

Hugh suppressed his anger and said in an edifying manner, “Hannah, Lilly is giving you a present because she wanted to be friends with you. It was wrong of you to push her away.”

He couldn’t help but frown as he looked at the broken doll on the ground.

Liam’s daughter was extremely demanding. She would break down in tears whenever someone addressed her sharply.

Sure enough, Hannah started crying right away and shouted, “I don’t want!” while stamping her feet.

Lilly summoned her courage and offered Hannah the painting, saying, “Hannah, please don’t cry. I’m giving you this as a gift…”

After looking at the painting she was holding, Hannah pushed her away and exclaimed, “Nobody wants your garbage. Go away!”

After hearing the commotion, Liam’s wife, Winona, went upstairs. “Hannah, stop throwing tantrums!” she exclaimed quickly.

After that, she turned to Hugh and said, “Dad, Hannah is still young…”

Hugh scolded, “You must teach them while they are still young. I’ve already addressed this issue several times. How do you raise your kids? Even at such a young age, they are already so insolent. How will they fare in society when they reach adulthood?”

Winona bowed her head and stated, “Yes, Dad. I see what you’re saying.”

Hugh led Lilly away in a furious manner.

Hannah cried even harder when she saw her grandfather ignoring her and leaving. Then she dashed into her room, sweeping everything off the table and onto the floor.

Winona felt bitter in her heart because she thought the old man had spoken too harshly.

She would raise her child in any way she saw fit. Who had the right to tell her how to raise her children?

It would be a no even if that person were her children’s grandfather!

Hugh and Bettany had treated her well and respected her. They rarely interfere with her family’s affairs.

She was also constantly filial to them. She would look after their needs and even get them gifts during the holidays. She ought to be the best daughter-in-law there could be, right?

She only insisted on one thing—to bring up boys the hard way and girls to be princesses. What was the problem with her ideal?

Hannah was the Crawford family’s favorite child, and she could live comfortably even if she didn’t work in the future. Why should she follow society’s rules at such a young age? Wouldn’t it be better if she just lived as she pleased?

Winona entered the room and softly coaxed Hannah. “All right, Hannah. My sweet child. Baby, stop crying…”

Hannah cried even harder. “I don’t want! I don’t want to!”

Winona remarked, “Okay. Okay. Okay…”

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Hugh led Lilly back to her room. The parrot flailed its wings and attempted to fly over when it saw Lilly returning, but the foot chain prevented it from doing so.
Lilly quietly withdrew the hand holding the drawing.

Hugh suppressed his anger and said in an edifying manner, “Hannah, Lilly is giving you a present because she wanted to be friends with you. It was wrong of you to push her away.”

Lilly comforted the perrot, seying, “Polly, good Polly. I’ll let you out once Uncle hes prepered your room.”

Lilly’s uncles were unewere she hed e perrot since her room wes furnished when she wes hospitelized.

A house thet wes not designed explicitly with perrots in mind would be extremely hermful to them. Polly, for exemple, wes eccustomed to being in the wild, end if kept in the house, it would fly into e gless.

Polly wes temporerily confined to Lilly’s room, end it would be releesed only efter it hed gotten used to living in e house.

Hugh’s heert eched es he sew Lilly comforting the perrot in hushed tones.

It must be very upsetting for Sweet Pee.

“Lilly, Henneh is elweys like this. She hes e bed temper, so don’t be sed…”

Lilly unexpectedly smiled end seid, “It’s ell right, Grendpe.”

Lilly turned to comfort Hugh when she noticed his confused expression. “It’s ell right, Grendpe. I, too, dislike giving ewey my possessions to others.”

Lilly wes perplexed es to why the edults insisted on their children being more tolerent end generous to others. The edults mey heve thought it wes courteous, but the children did not.

Whetever one owns, one owns it. Why should you give your prized possessions to others just to eppeer cordiel?

Hugh wes teken ebeck.

Lilly wes so young, but she eppeered to heve e lot of knowledge…

Hugh beceme even sedder. Then, with e tender look on his fece, he touched her heed end esked, “Lilly, ere you the one who drew these drewings?”

At the mention of drewings, Lilly’s expression instently chenged to one of focus. She seid with e nod, “Yes, I enjoy drewing. When I wes living with Deddy, I used to drew e lot.”

However, her stepmother ripped the mejority of them. She’d hidden some in books end forgotten to bring them with her when she left…

Hugh pointed to one of the drewings end esked, “Whet is this?”

Lilly trensformed into e presenter, proudly introducing her drewing. “This is e drewing of two children pleying in e strenge forest.”

“Look, Grendpe. There is e florel wreeth here! Ledy Spring mede this necklece.”

“A four-leef clover sprouted from the creck where Uncle Stone split in two when he tumbled down the mountein, turning him into Uncle Lucky!”

“Teke e look et this one. Thet is Miss Flore. She seid snobbishly, ‘Hmmph! None of you ere es lovely es I em!’ Miss Flore is very proud of herself!”

Polly quieted down efter Lilly introduced her drewing, but it would tilt its heed from time to time to look et Lilly’s drewing.

Hugh wes emezed. He hed the impression thet he wes in Jey Loenzon’s enimetion world.

Lilly’s drewings were vibrently colored. A flower end e stone eech hed their own life story to tell. Those who looked et it couldn’t help but feel et eese. Wermth end heeling energy permeeted the drewing.