Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 73: If the Old Doesn't Go, the New Won't Come

Chapter 73: If the Old Doesn’t Go, the New Won’t Come

Translator: Henyee Translations       Editor: Henyee Translations

Dylan said firmly, ‘l’m sure.”

The police officer was speechless. In the end, after collecting the statements, he took the small spatula away. Amelia pursed her lips and stared blankly at the police car that had walked away. Boohoo, her little spatula had been confiscated by the police.

Elmer floated to the side and followed Amelia’s gaze. “Let’s go. It’s just a little spatula. Even if they don’t take it away, you won’t be able to use it. Don’t you think it’s dirty?”

Amelia pursed her lips. Alright, then I’m sorry, little spatula. I didn’t abandon you on purpose.

Seeing Amelia’s sad expression, the Walton family thought that Amelia was frightened. After all, the police arrested someone in front of the child, it would definitely leave a psychological trauma on the child. Just now, Emma was taken to the side and did not see the police take Sarah away.

“Mia, are you alright?” Old Madam Walton hugged Amelia with heartache. Amelia shook her head. “It’s okay. If the old wont go, the new won’t come.” The Walton family.

Dylan shook his head. There would be no new one. He did not want to get married again in this life.

Now that the matter had come to an end, Dylan heaved a sigh of relief. He felt unprecedentedly relaxed. “Let’s go, Mia. Second Uncle will bring you to eat.”

No one noticed that the shadows of the trees in the forest not far away swayed. A black shadow squirmed on the gra.s.s. The moment he raised his head, his face was covered in blood… He reached out and scratched in the direction of the Walton family. The back of his black and purple hand was covered in blood-colored patterns.

This was the first time the Walton family had camped together. Old Master Walton did not want to be ruined because of Sarah.

“Mia, what do you want to eat? Third Uncle will make it for you.” Henry held a plate and wore an ap.r.o.n. He gently patted Amelia’s head.

Amelia smelled the fragrance of roasted meat and swallowed. “Anything? Even roasted meat?”

Henry smiled. “Of course.”

Old Madam Walton had just finished speaking to Dylan and came over in her wheelchair. “Just eat one skewer of roasted meat. Eating too much will result in heat.”

Amelia’s face fell. “Alright…” She looked at the grill reluctantly. There were roasted chicken wings, sausages, garlic shrimp, and even roasted lamb leg!

“Goodbye, my skewers.” Amelia reluctantly waved at the food on the grill. Her pitiful appearance made people laugh and feel helpless.

Henry persuaded Old Madam Walton gently, “Mom, just let Mia eat more. As long as she drinks more water and eats some fruits to reduce the heat, it’s fine.

Besides, don’t we still have Eighth Brother?”

Amelia got a plate of skewers as she wished and shared it with Seven with a smile. Lucas and William were reading in the tent, while Harper was like an old man, leaning against the cushioned bed and playing games. From time to time, he would curse. Emma lay quietly at the side and slept. It was unknown if she had cried too much or was frightened, but she did not seem to sleep well.

After a while, Evelyn ran over. “Mia, let me give you a strawberry cake! My mother made it herself. It’s much better than the ones outside.” They had all seen what had happened here just now. Evelyn’s mother had asked Evelyn to deliver the cake and ask around. Evelyn’s smile was very sweet. There was no one in this world she could not subdue. Moreover, she had brought strawberry cake. No child could resist the power of strawberry cake.

However, Amelia turned around. “I don’t want.”

Evelyn immediately felt embarra.s.sed. She felt that Amelia was very rude. She bit her lip and looked at Amelia with an aggrieved expression. “Mia, do you not like me?

Amelia nodded vigorously. “That’s right!” Didn’t she tell her last time? Why couldn’t she remember? She kept moving closer to her.

Evelyn had never been rejected so bluntly before. Her eyes were immediately filled with tears, as if she had been bullied by Amelia. Amelia glanced at her, turned around, and ran away with a whoosh, leaving Evelyn with no chance to show off. Her cries were also stuck in her throat, making her even angrier!

Amelia ran to Old Madam Walton’s side and lay on the gra.s.s. Old Madam

Walton smiled. “Mia, get up. It’s cold on the ground.” With that, she got someone to bring an air mattress over. Amelia wriggled onto the air mattress bit by bit like a little caterpillar.

Old Madam Walton smiled. “Sit down. Grandma will get you food.” She felt that Amelia must be hungry after running around, so she rushed to get food for Amelia.

Elmer finally seized the opportunity to wave at Amelia.. “Come, it’s time for cla.s.s!”