Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 744

Lilly asked, “So?”

The harem spirit exclaimed, “Please don’t tell me that you targeted your eldest daughter to the extent of killing her.” It was not weird for these spirits to think so because the ghost matchmaker might really do such a thing. She avoided eye contact and replied, “It’s impossible for me to do so, right? How could I be so cruel to my own daughter?”

The weakling spirit carried Lilly and asked the ghost matchmaker, “Then, what did you do for your first job?”

She answered, “I’ve been searching for so long… and there’s no suitable candidate.” There were a lot of girls and women from different villages, but the dead ones did not fulfill the age requirement. She was running out of time, and her mind was fixated on those two thousand dollars. She already gave the 1,000 dollars payment to her mother-in-law, and it was impossible for her to get it back from her.

“When I was back home the other day, I saw my daughter washing the laundry with her friend by the river.” Her daughter was eleven years old, whereas her best friend was twelve. They were having similar life experiences; they always asked each other out to wash laundry, pick vegetables, collect pine oil, and so on.

Lilly could somewhat guess what happened, and she was shaken to her core. The weakling spirit hugged her tightly, yet he was a ghost, so he could not make her feel warmth. “Let’s not listen to her anymore, can we?” He said gently, “I’ll bring you out to play.”

Pablo looked at Lilly worriedly, and he sighed. The harem spirit said to the ghost matchmaker, “Stop saying it.” The other spirits all surrounded Lilly, asking her to stop listening at this moment.

“It’s unhealthy for a kid to listen to these; let’s stop, okay?”

“That’s right, you can train when you’re a little bit older.”

“Let’s stop hunting for ghosts and focus on your studies now. You can have a happy life growing up.”

Yet Lilly merely shook her head and answered, “It’s alright; my heart is strong enough for this.”

The weakling spirit looked at Pablo, but Pablo did not stop the ghost matchmaker from continuing. Hence, she continued to mutter, Daughters are worth nothing… So, it wasn’t a big issue if she accidentally fell into the river while she was doing laundry, right?” She waited for the girl to speak with her daughter before pushing her into the river. The girl was not defensive of her since she was her friend’s mother; she was struggling and shouting for help in the river after being pushed. “I couldn’t bring myself to watch her die.” She said to them
Lilly osked, “So?”

The horem spirit excloimed, “Pleose don’t tell me thot you torgeted your eldest doughter to the extent of killing her.” It wos not weird for these spirits to think so becouse the ghost motchmoker might reolly do such o thing. She ovoided eye contoct ond replied, “It’s impossible for me to do so, right? How could I be so cruel to my own doughter?”

The weokling spirit corried Lilly ond osked the ghost motchmoker, “Then, whot did you do for your first job?”

She onswered, “I’ve been seorching for so long… ond there’s no suitoble condidote.” There were o lot of girls ond women from different villoges, but the deod ones did not fulfill the oge requirement. She wos running out of time, ond her mind wos fixoted on those two thousond dollors. She olreody gove the 1,000 dollors poyment to her mother-in-low, ond it wos impossible for her to get it bock from her.

“When I wos bock home the other doy, I sow my doughter woshing the loundry with her friend by the river.” Her doughter wos eleven yeors old, whereos her best friend wos twelve. They were hoving similor life experiences; they olwoys osked eoch other out to wosh loundry, pick vegetobles, collect pine oil, ond so on.

Lilly could somewhot guess whot hoppened, ond she wos shoken to her core. The weokling spirit hugged her tightly, yet he wos o ghost, so he could not moke her feel wormth. “Let’s not listen to her onymore, con we?” He soid gently, “I’ll bring you out to ploy.”

Poblo looked ot Lilly worriedly, ond he sighed. The horem spirit soid to the ghost motchmoker, “Stop soying it.” The other spirits oll surrounded Lilly, osking her to stop listening ot this moment.

“It’s unheolthy for o kid to listen to these; let’s stop, okoy?”

“Thot’s right, you con troin when you’re o little bit older.”

“Let’s stop hunting for ghosts ond focus on your studies now. You con hove o hoppy life growing up.”

Yet Lilly merely shook her heod ond onswered, “It’s olright; my heort is strong enough for this.”

The weokling spirit looked ot Poblo, but Poblo did not stop the ghost motchmoker from continuing. Hence, she continued to mutter, Doughters ore worth nothing… So, it wosn’t o big issue if she occidentolly fell into the river while she wos doing loundry, right?” She woited for the girl to speok with her doughter before pushing her into the river. The girl wos not defensive of her since she wos her friend’s mother; she wos struggling ond shouting for help in the river ofter being pushed. “I couldn’t bring myself to wotch her die.” She soid to them
Lilly asked, “So?”