Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
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!"

Old Mr. Crawford curled his lips and continued to read his newspaper.

Josh was in the room.

He had actually gotten up, but had been writing furiously.

"Sister caught a total of 23 grieving ghosts and 1 ghost last night!"

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

"Now x=2 (vanity ghost, fake foreign devil), y=23, z=1..."

Suddenly, he felt the dawn of victory!

Josh could not help but think: If he took Aunt Jean out for a walk every day, he would bring back 20 ghosts every day.

It only takes less than five days! My sister's kpi can be completed!

It's a pity that I can only think about it, after all, this was not good for Aunt Jean.

Josh thought about it, and suddenly thought, No, instead of relying on luck to catch ghosts, why not take the initiative?!

Hospitals, haunted and murderous places, and even other people's graves...

Uh forget it, other people's grave mounds were a bit out of place.

Josh felt that his idea was feasible, and immediately searched the Internet for places of great evil, holy places of haunted spirits, highways of death...

At this time, he suddenly saw a video, which was the one he recorded.

In the video, a female ghost was complaining about the bad environment in the country and the sweet air in foreign countries. When she was finally caught, she became angry and rushed towards the

camera...

It was the video of the last time I caught the fake foreign devils!

This was a video he posted on his 'Spiritual Theory' website.

He had edited the video, blurred Lilly's appearance, and changed her voice. Only people who were familiar with Lilly can recognize her.

"My video was stolen?!" Josh speechlessly.

He saw that the blogger who stole the video was called 'The North Shadow', it should be a spam account, and all their posts were reposted from other people's videos.

Among them, the video of Fake Foreign Devil had the highest traffic. It seems that it should have been uploaded in the past two days.

Josh looked through the comments on this video.

"Damn! I was deceased when I saw that last rush!"

"May I ask which movie was this? Please notify me when there is an answer!"

"Oh my god, was this a visual effect made at a later stage? It is so realistic!"

"Not a movie! I'm a veteran horror movie fan, and I've seen all the hot ones, but I don't have this one! So it should be done by the blogger himself... The best post-production often makes people feel that there was no post-production, blogger, you win! Subscribed! "

Josh was speechless.

He immediately clicked the report button.

He provided evidence, the link to the original video, and when he went downstairs after going to the bathroom, brushing his teeth, washing his face and changing his clothes, he found that the video had been taken off the page.

"It's quite impressive." Josh said nonchalantly.

In a rented house in a village in the city.

The North Shadow watched excitedly as the traffic of the account gradually increased, and the constant sound of information notifications in the background was simply intoxicating.

500,000 likes, and the background playback volume had exceeded 20 million!

"Send it!" The North Shadow spun around excitedly.

In the past few days, he had been posting the video of the last live broadcast, and the two hot hashtags #Lilly #threeleggedrelationship had been overused by him.

In the beginning, the daily income of the video was more than 3,000, but the next day it became more than 1,000, and then hundreds, dozens...

A video could only last for a few days.

He had to do new videos.

However, the new videos all cut the same content, and he cut more than a dozen different titles from different angles.

The North Shadow had two accounts, the smaller account had been posting videos, and he had never expected that the smaller account would blow up, it was an unexpected surprise.

"Post, post, post!" The North Shadow looked at the income in the background, "It's only been one night, and the income had already exceeded two thousand!"

According to his prediction, this video would definitely go up again. The link under his video happened to be the time when the app was most popularized, and it would be no problem to charge 5,000 a day!

"This was a long video...at least ten days and half a month, and when the app promotion was over...I can earn at least 100,000!”

Unexpectedly, a small video website he accidentally discovered would bring him such a big surprise.

The North Shadow was excited, but when he refreshed the background again, he found a notification.

"Your work was suspected of plagiarism and had been taken off the shelves."

The North Shadow was speechless.

What the hell!

His 100,000 dollars!

The North Shadow was furious, and cursed, "Garbage platform! There were so many people plagiarizing, why should I be arrested!!"

He was very dissatisfied.

There must be a jealous dog who saw his traffic and reported it!

The North Shadow gritted his teeth, registered another account, and then logged into the small website called Spiritual Theory, and continued to secretly download...