Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 321: You ‘Il Be Unlucky If You Swear Randomly

Chapter 321: You ‘Il Be Unlucky If You Swear Randomly

Amelia was as happy as a happy bird as she busied herself happily between the desks. She still remembered what she had said about cleaning the office.

Victor shrank his neck and looked around before saying, “Miss Amelia, leave it. I’ll do it…

Amelia looked at Victor and said, “Uncle Duncan, I don’t think you can.” His stomach was too big to squat.

Victor: “…” He really couldn’t squat down, but… his stomach was elastic. He could try his best! In the end, when he exerted strength, a b.u.t.ton flew out of his stomach and bounced on Parrot Seven.

Seven shouted, “Bird killer! Bird killer! Help!” As he shouted, he flew towards the corridor. Grandpa Turtle had just crawled to the entrance of the corridor when Seven stepped on his head.

Grandpa Turtle: “…” Why? Are you bullying me because I can’t speak?

In a certain secondary school dormitory in North City. It was the Dragon Boat Festival today, and the school was on holiday. The students were like birds out of their cages, cheering and going home. Only a few students who did not go home were still in school.

At around 10 p.m., the school was dead silent. After the lights were turned off, the few students who stayed in the school had already gone to bed and were preparing to sleep. The school fell into darkness. The school police patrolled twice as usual. Then, when it was almost 12 p.m., they went back to change shifts.

At this moment, a dim red light suddenly lit up in one of the dormitory rooms on the fourth floor. It should be candles or a flashlight. A girl was sitting in front of a desk. There was a mirror on the desk, and two candles were lit on both sides of the mirror. She was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and a red skirt. She chuckled at the mirror. “It’s time…

At midnight, a boy found it hot and moved a stool to the dormitory balcony to play games. He unintentionally looked up and happened to see a girl dressed in red climbing onto the balcony opposite the female dormitory. The boy’s pupils constricted and the cell phone in his hand fell.

In the quiet night, the clang was very obvious. The girl in the red dress looked up and looked over faintly. Then, she smiled strangely and jumped off the balcony.

“Ah!” The boy was terrified. His scream cut through the night.

The Walton family was also very lively during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday. Eric and Dylan would definitely be home on time, Andrew was still on duty at the hospital and would only be back at night. George, on the other hand, went home to work. Chris was also at home. Henry would not be back

until the next day. Sixth Brother Milo and Seventh Brother Quinn, one was from the national scientific research department, and the other’s job was special in nature. They could not go home during the holidays.

Actually, Amelia did not know what Sixth Uncle Milo and Seventh Uncle Quinn were doing. She only knew that she had seen them once in Bradford City before and had never seen them again.

In the kitchen, Alex was chopping up the minced meat. The servants moved the ingredients for the zong zi to the cafeteria. Amelia and Emma were sitting on small chairs, each holding a small zong zi in their arms and tying it tightly.

Mrs. Walton said, “Mia, Emma, be careful. This bamboo strip is very sharp…” They used bamboo leaves to wrap the zong zi. The zong zi fillings included meat, red dates, and bean paste…

Amelia said, “Grandma, don’t worry. Mia has to wrap a lot of zong zi. Eldest

Uncle said that he wants to eat two. Second Uncle and Fifth Uncle want eight, Third Uncle wants two, Fourth Uncle wants eleven…” There were also Brother

William, Sister Emma, Brother Lucas, and Brother Harper… There were also Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad, and Grandpa Turtle… Wow, she had to wrap a lot of zong zi!

Mrs. Walton was helpless. “What about Mia? How many do you want to eat?”

Amelia exclaimed, “Aiyo, Mia forgot to count myself in! Then Mia has to eat seven or eight!”

Mrs. Walton said happily, “Then let Mrs. Taylor help. It’s too much.”

Amelia: “Mia wants to wrap too!”

Emma held a zong zi and wrapped four to five layers of bamboo leaves. In the end, there was still rice leaking out. She scratched her head anxiously. “Can’t we cook this together? Anyway, we have to eat it in the end.” Why did she have to wrap a layer of bamboo leaves! She had to peel it when she ate it. It was too troublesome!

Amelia acted like a little adult. “Sister Emma, you don’t understand. This is called a sense of ritual..” Her mother had said that in life, a sense of ritual could not be lacking!