Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!
Chapter 850 - 850: The Little Girl’s Story

Chapter 850: The Little Girl’s Story

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Sister flirtatious ghost, this is your eyebrow.”

“Ah, my face, my face is finally back!”

“Whose eyeball is this? It’s on my head!”

There was a flurry.

Amelia simply lay down on the grass and said in satisfaction, “How fun!” But she seemed to have forgotten something? Amelia exclaimed and suddenly asked, “Where’s my father?”

Elmer: Okay, you can still think of your father.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance. Under the street lamp, his shadow was long. He was hunched over, the heaving of his chest visible to the naked eye. He was panting heavily.

Alex held the street lamp with one hand and held a rag doll in the other. The King of Hell’s Palace was placed on his head like a hard hat. The open door revealed his face.

Alex wanted to say something, but it was hard to say. It was too lively just now. As he fought with the doll, he could hear Amelia’s cute voice echoing in the amusement park. Unfortunately, he could not be distracted. After a night of fierce battle, he finally defeated the Little Ghost King by himself! Now, the Little Ghost King was obediently pinched by him and beaten into submission. Its entire body was in tatters, and cotton flew under the light. However, Alex felt that the King of Hell’s Palace above his head was getting heavier and heavier. What he could not believe was that his daughter did not look for him!

“Hi, Daddy!” Amelia waved her hand guiltily.

The little girl seemed to have just thought of her doll. She turned around and looked guilty.

Alex looked at Amelia resentfully.

The doll looked at the little girl bitterly.

Alex: Fighting all night!

Cloth Doll: I was beaten up all night!

In the end, these two! They played all night!

Amelia took back the King of Hell’s Palace, and the little girl took back her doll.

“What’s your name?” Amelia asked the little girl curiously. “Why are you here?”

Just as everyone thought that the little girl would not answer, she said, “My name is Ery. This is my older sister, Gigi.” The child pointed at the doll.

Everyone was shocked. This doll was actually her sister?

“We’ve been on this island for a long time,” Ery said. “Before the amusement park was built here, my sister and I were here. We escaped from there, from the archipelago far, far away.”

Ery’s short words seemed to reveal a lot of information. Why did her sister become a rag doll, why did they escape here, why did they become a ghost king, a little ghost king…

Ery said faintly, “My sister and I originally relied on each other. We still had a mother, but no father.”

Amelia was confused. Since she had a mother, how could she rely on her sister? Could it be that she had not learned the idiom well?

Alex sat on the side and realized that the ground was cold. He pulled Amelia into his arms.

The sky before dawn was very dark and a little cold. The ghosts sat in a row and listened to the little girl’s story quietly.

“My mother doesn’t like us and doesn’t like to talk to us,” Ery said. “When I was a child, my sister fed me.” She had loved to stick to her sister since she was a child. Her sister was beautiful. Her eyes were as beautiful as the sky, clear and clean and sparkling. She liked nothing better than to snuggle up to her sister and stare into her beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, her sister was mute and couldn’t speak, but her sister was good. Every time she came back from work on the farm, she would take something out of her pocket and give it to her.

“Sometimes it’s a candy, sometimes it’s a beautiful little flower.” As if recalling those good years, Ery’s face lit up with a smile. “But when Sister was eighteen, Mom suddenly brought a few men to the house.”

Ery’s eyes darkened when she thought of that day, and the smile on her face instantly disappeared. “They said they wanted to play games with me and wanted me to hide. Mom even called my sister over. I didn’t want to play games with them. I only wanted to follow my sister, but Mom wouldn’t allow it.” Her mother never cared about her. Sometimes, when she was so hungry that she wailed, her mother wouldn’t even look at her. But that day, her mother made her a lot of delicious food. There was roast beef and warm milk. She was so attracted by the delicious food that she forgot to look for her sister for a moment.

“It was that day that my sister disappeared.” Ery’s eyes turned venomous as she said this, but Amelia saw her venomous eyes reach out, hiding a trace of regret and pain.

Amelia seemed to understand something. What Ery regretted was that she had lost her sister while immersed in delicious food.