Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!
Chapter 527 - 527: No Buns to Eat Today

Chapter 527: No Buns to Eat Today

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mrs. Walton scoffed. “Can’t you go out through the front door for a walk?”

Alex: “Ah… I forgot.”

Mrs. Walton was speechless. Do you think I believe you? She pointed at the lawn by the door. “Go, two thousand push-ups.”

Alex: “…” Although it was easy for him to do a thousand push-ups, it was a little tiring to do two thousand. The old lady was really ruthless!

Alex looked at Amelia and winked, telling her not to worry. He went over to do push-ups.

Mrs. Walton brought Amelia into the dining room and asked seriously, “Mia, tell me the truth. Where is your father going to take you? Are you going to climb over the wall?” She would get the servants to sprinkle glass shards on the wall another day, but on second thought, what if Alex still climbed over the wall? Would he get injured? She was too worried!

Amelia pursed her lips and said, “Grandma, when Dad and I went to see Sister

Moon yesterday, we were hit by a young lady riding a bicycle.”

When Mrs. Walton heard this, she quickly asked, “Are you alright? How did you get hit? Why didn’t you tell Grandma yesterday!’

Amelia said obediently, “l really forgot about this!”

Mrs. Walton was speechless. “And then? That young lady asked your father to compensate?”

Amelia shook her head. “No. She bumped into us. Dad didn’t pursue the matter.”

Mrs Walton snorted softly.

Amelia said, “The point is that there are ghosts around this young lady who want to harm her, so 1 asked Dad to take me out.” She was not afraid of her grandmother being angry, but although she was young, she knew that her grandmother was worried about her, so she told her everything honestly.

Mrs. Walton was speechless for a moment, but she didn’t continue asking. She said helplessly, “Alright, let’s eat.”

Amelia was about to continue, but her grandmother stopped asking. She opened her mouth. George walked over and picked her up. “Go back to your room and brush your teeth and wash your face. Then eat.”

Amelia nodded. “Yes, yes!”

Mrs. Walton: “But you still have to be punished for doing something wrong. Last night, you actually thought of sneaking out yourself. You won’t have steamed buns to eat today.”

Amelia looked pitiful. “Grandma…”

Mrs. Walton paused for a moment. “It’s settled. It’s useless to call me Grandma.”

Amelia leaned on George’s shoulder. “What about soy milk?”

Mrs. Walton pulled a face. “No.”

Amelia said, “Cupcake?”

Mrs. Walton said, “No.”

Amelia: ‘ Boohoo, there’s nothing to eat in the morning!

Looking at the pitiful Amelia, Mrs. Walton almost wavered, but she held back. During this period of time, Amelia liked to eat milk-flavored steamed buns the most. She would feel uncomfortable if she did not eat steamed buns for a meal, but… her principles could not be shaken.

Mrs. Walton looked up and instructed, “Mrs. Taylor, make Mia flower rolls today.”

Mrs. Taylor:

Mrs Walton explained, “Flower rolls aren’t steamed buns.”

Mrs. Taylor: “…” Alright, Old Madam, if you say so.

In the room.

George asked, “Mia, how did it go?”

Amelia answered truthfully, “l found the sister, and then I found a body in the sister’s room. The body was marinated, and now it stinks. The sister smelled it recently. After the body was found, the sister fainted, and the body was taken away by the police.”

George understood the full story from Amelia’s incoherent logic. He nodded and said, “Your father took you there in a taxi?”

Amelia shook her head and said excitedly, “No, Daddy brought me on a big motorcycle! He’s super handsome!”

George was speechless. A murderous look flashed across his eyes. Mia was so young, but Alex, that unreliable person, actually brought her to ride a motorcycle?

George suppressed his anger and asked again, “You have to understand that some of the crooked logic your father taught you is wrong…” He wanted to say something else, but on second thought, wasn’t that right? Compared to sticking to logic and not knowing how to be flexible, Alex’s teachings were more suitable for complicated people. After all, when Mia grew up, adult society would be unreasonable. At that time, it would be too late to learn to be George massaged his temples. “Mia…”

Amelia nodded and said, “Yes, yes. Sometimes, Daddy is wrong, but it’s harmless.’

George was speechless. It seemed that he was overthinking. Mia was still the same as before. She was innocent and cute. Even though Alex had brought her to do many unreliable things, she was still the same as before. She had even become stronger and more agile. Mia was still a child. It was fine for children to be naughty. In short, as long as her values were right, everything else was fine..