Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 68: Let Me Smash It!

Chapter 68: Let Me Smash It!

Translator: Henyee Translations       Editor: Henyee Translations

Evelyn’s mother comforted her, “Don’t think too much. It’s not your fault.”

Seeing that Evelyn was still depressed, Evelyn’s mother thought for a moment and said, “Don’t go to the interest cla.s.s tomorrow. Mommy will take you out to camp and relax.”

Evelyn was pleasantly surprised. “Really?” Evelyn’s mother was a strict mother. Since she was two years old, she had made Evelyn attend all kinds of interest cla.s.ses. Every weekend, she would be fully booked. Even if she occasionally took a break, she still had to read and cultivate the habit of reading. Therefore, Evelyn’s life was very boring. She either went to school, attended tutoring cla.s.ses, interest cla.s.ses, or read at home. Now that she heard that she could go camping, she was really happy!

On the weekend, in Wetland Park. This Wetland Park was not in the city, but five to six hours away by car. The Walton family directly flew over in a private plane and arrived in less than an hour.

This wetland park was a natural forest landscape. The camping location was on the field around the lake. One could see the emerald green natural lake when they raised their eyes.

As soon as they arrived, Amelia exclaimed, “So beautiful!” Seven stood on her shoulder and cawed, “Wow, wow, beautiful, so beautiful!”

Old Master Walton, George, and the others were all amused. Old Madam Walton looked around and saw that her eight sons were all here. Everyone was setting up tents, fetching water, and doing their own jobs. It was very heartwarming. She sighed softly. If Mia had not been found, the Walton family would not have been so relaxed and reunited.

Old Madam Walton sat in a wheelchair and smiled at Amelia. Amelia was chasing after a b.u.t.terfly, and Seven was following behind her, shouting and cheering. Emma was originally unwilling to play crazily with Amelia, but as she watched from behind, she was tempted. She ran with Amelia, and the gra.s.s was filled with the cheerful laughter of two little girls.

Suddenly, Amelia ran over with a small purple flower in her hand. ‘Grandma, this is a wishing flower. You can make a wish!”

Lucas and William ignored Amelia and Emma as usual. Harper had also been forced to come over. He was lying on the air mattress and sneered. “Childish!”

()n the other side, Dylan and Eric were setting up a tent and piling up. There might be stones underground here, and the pile could not be pressed down halfway.

Eric looked up. “Where’s my hammer?

Dylan was speechless. “You even brought a hammer with you when you came camping?

Before Eric could reply, he saw Amelia running over with a toolbox. “Coming, coming. The hammer is here!”

Eric’s toolbox was very big, almost half the height of Amelia. She tried her best to hold the suitcase with her two small hands to prevent it from dragging on the ground. It looked quite strenuous, but in fact, she ran very quickly.

Eric hurriedly stood up. “Aiyo, my Mia, quickly give it to Fifth Uncle. Fifth Uncle will help you.”

Amelia shook her head. “No need, no need. Mia can do it!” She opened the toolbox and looked at the rows of hammers. Her eyes lit up.

Eric squatted down and asked excitedly, “How is it? Are Fifth Uncle’s hammers very cool?”

Amelia nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes, yes! Super cool!”

Eric was even happier. “Then, does Mia like it?”

Amelia nodded again. “Yes, I like it very much!”

Not far away, the corners of Andrew’s mouth twitched. He felt that his adorable niece might have been led astray by Eric! A girl actually liked hammers! Dylan even gave Eric a kick!

Amelia picked up a hammer and asked, “Where do you want to hammer? Mia can help!”

The honest Dylan subconsciously said, “We have to hammer this stake in here.”

Amelia: “Alright!” She held a hammer that was thicker than her arm. With a bang, half of the stake was smashed in.

Amelia was like a happy hammersmith. As she shouted, she smashed the stakes. “Hey! Hey! Fighting! Fighting!” Amidst the shouts, the stakes at the four corners of the tent were solidified.

The corners of the Walton family’s mouths twitched.

Just as Amelia was about to put the hammer back, she saw a car from afar. The car stopped in front of the campground chosen by the Walton family. Evelyn’s mother got out of the car and shouted in surprise, “Aiyo, President Walton?

You’re here too.”

Evelyn stuck her head out and saw Lucas reading quietly by the lake. Her eyes lit up. She lifted the hem of her dress and got out of the car in a very ladylike manner. “Mom, can we camp here? Evelyn wants to play with Amelia and Emma..”