Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 35 The Crawfords Owe It To Her

Hannah, meanwhile, was so frightened that she stopped crying. Her cries tapered off into hiccups and soft sobs.

Bettany’s temper flared. Her countenance took on an arctic chill. “You like crying, don’t you? Do as you like! You’re not allowed to stop until you fill this bucket!”

The girl, sure enough, burst into full-blown wailing after receiving the scare.

She had cried at first to cause a scene, but now she was downright howling.

Her tears were genuine this time.

The child held the bucket in her hands and kept crying. Each tear fell into the container.

Mrs. Bettany Levine, the Madam of the Crawford household, was, however, an obstinate woman. She silently watched on as the younger cried.

The elder had a childish streak to her. You want to act out? So can I. Both were now stuck in a stalemate until Hannah grew exhausted from her endless whines.

Hannah was too afraid to stop. She proceeded to cry even harder when she finally noticed her tears wouldn’t even fill half a cup.

She choked up as she continued sobbing, “I can’t anymore, Granny. I’m thirsty… I want water…”

Margaret could barely hold in her laughter.

Bettany was as angry as she was amused. “Are you going to keep crying?”

Hannah sniffled and shook her head. Her eyes were bloodshot.

Bettany grunted and went back inside.

Margaret hurriedly approached the child. “Let’s go back inside, Little Miss! Have a glass of water.”

Hannah had cried her eyes red. No one had ever treated her this way.

Her mother would always meet her demands whenever she turned on the waterworks.

She was slowly coming to understand her tears weren’t everything. They meant nothing before her grandmother.

Margaret guided the child to the first floor and sat her down to get her to drink water.

No one else had come home. Her mother had also been driven away. It seemed she was the only one left in the huge manor. Hannah suddenly felt fearful, flustered, and confused.

It was as if the world had left her behind…

Just as she grew helpless, a small figure sprinted down the stairs.

her a lollipop. “For you,

took notice of Hannah crying into a bucket

sniffled and turned her face away. “I don’t want your

lollipop back into her pocket.

“…”

curiosity, “Is your bucket

be able to fill the bucket even if she were to cry herself blind. She pinched her lips tight

to fetch the

so much of the

“H-Hold it better! Don’t let my tears

only so slightly wet yet Hannah had no more

the cup of water on the table over. “There’s no more water

girl gulped down the cup and tried again but no more tears

poured her another glass.

up drinking four whole cups

while. Her voice grew hoarse but the

to her plight. “What to do? It’s still not full. Is Granny not gonna give

“Uwahh…”

glinted in the light as she

was when Anthony returned with Drake and Josh. The absurd sight of Hannah crying with

on. “You can

asked, “What’s

Hannah cry a bucket full, Uncle Anthony. She’s not allowed to stop

“…”

looked at Anthony but found herself with no tears left to

tired. This was her first time experiencing just how tiring crying could be. I won’t

cry again, Uncle. Please ask Granny to allow me to

Ask Granny for a cup instead, Uncle

shook the basin. She had a feeling

cried, and yet even she couldn’t

“…”

at Math, stuffed his

next 2,000 days crying. These are the numbers

“What should I do?

thought about it. “Try again when you wake up

seem like a long

would go by in a

to