Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 166

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.

Old Mrs. Crawford scolded in a low voice, “Sleep, sleep! Such noise didn’t wake you up, just like a pig!”

Old Mr. Crawford, “Hulu… Hulu…”

Old Mrs. Crawford, “…”

She was speechless, really, when she was young, she thought it was an exaggeration to describe ‘xxx sleeps like a rock’, but she did not expect to marry a ready-made rocker later.

“Well……”

Old Mrs. Crawford tossed and turned and could not fall asleep, so she simply got up and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

The night passed, and the next day, Edward, Lilly and Josh could not get up early.

Anthony was okay, he was used to going to bed late and getting up early, and he still got up.

Old Mr. Crawford was drinking tea with a teacup in a refreshed manner, while reprimanding him with a stern face, “The fifth one hasn’t woken up yet? So are Drake and Josh, have you learned from Zachary?”

“Where’s Blake?”

Anthony took a sip of strong tea and said, “Go for a run.”

Old Mr. Crawford snorted, “Gilbert went to the emergency room again in the middle of the night last night, didn’t he?”

This was justifiable.

However, the other children were just at the time when they were full of vigor, so they all slept in late, like something.

Without raising his eyelids, Anthony said, “Lilly can’t get up either.”

Old Mr. Crawford slipped his lips, “It doesn’t matter for Lilly, she is a little girl…”

Anthony looked up at him.

Old Mr. Crawford immediately changed his words, “Girls also had to go to bed early and get up early! I’ll ask someone to wake them up.”

At least get up and eat breakfast before going to sleep…or your stomach will be bad.

Old Mr. Crawford didn’t say this.

Old Mrs. Crawford carried a small basket of fried steamed buns, controlled the electric wheelchair to come out, and said, “Did you know that there was a thunderstorm last night?”

Old Mr. Crawford paused and frowned, “Could there be thunder in this weather?”

Old Mrs. Crawford sneered, “It’s not just thunder, the roof had been knocked down, didn’t you hear it?”

Old Mr. Crawford, “…”

Did that really happen?

Old Mrs. Crawford said angrily, “I knew you were a pig!”