Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

Chapter 813: Belly Tumbling

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Eric didn’t care so much. He snatched Amelia from Andrew’s arms. The burly man, who weighed more than 50 kilograms, cried without any image. “Mia, Mia, you scared Fifth Uncle to death. Fifth Uncle thought you weren’t coming back ” Just like their sister, she went missing and never came back. When they saw each other again, they were already separated by life and death. He was so afraid, so afraid! Now that Amelia was back, it was like redemption for them. Eric cried uncontrollably.

Amelia patted Eric’s back skillfully to comfort him. “Don’t cry, don’t cry. Fifth Uncle, don’t cry. Mia is fine. I even carried a big treasure back!”

Eric didn’t care about the treasure at all. The only treasure he cared about was Mia. He hugged Mia and cried.

Mrs. Walton came out with the pork trotters in sauce and immediately widened her eyes. “How old are you? Aren’t you embarrassed? Let go of Mia!”

Mrs. Walton, who could strike people with her bare hands at any time, returned. Other than looking a little haggard, she didn’t seem any different from before.

Eric wiped his tears and could not bear to put Amelia down. He muttered, “It’s better to be closer to home. Sixth Brother and Seventh Brother can only be anxious in the group chat.” They would not be able to hug Mia even if they rushed back overnight, because Mia would definitely sleep soon.

Eric emphasized to himself, “In the future, when Mia grows up, whichever university you go to, Fifth Uncle will do engineering there. When Mia gets married in the future, Fifth Uncle will move next door to you and build a house next to you. If my nephew-in-law dares to treat you badly, Fifth Uncle will slap them in the face the next minute.” The furthest distance could not exceed an urban area. If they quarreled in the morning, his slaps would arrive in the afternoon.

Mr. Walton scolded with a cold expression, “Listen to what you’re saying!” Mia was only four years old. Who was she marrying? No, Mia was five years old

Mr. Walton’s heart suddenly ached. They had originally planned to go to the Rainbow Island amusement park to celebrate her fifth birthday. Nobody expected to miss it. She was already five years old.

As they were talking, a green light shot down from upstairs. With a bang, Seven bumped into Amelia’s arms. “Baby, I missed you so much! On the first day you left, I missed you! On the second day you left, I missed you! On the hundredth day you left, I was still thinking about you. I missed you every day. I missed you even in my dreams!” He pressed his head against Amelia’s arms and let out a cry. “Nothing can compare to me missing you. Nothing can compare to me loving you. Boohoo, baby, I really missed you so much.”

Everyone’s mouths twitched.

Amelia filled her stomach and wanted to take a shower first, but Mrs. Walton insisted that eating her fill was more important than washing up, so she continued eating.

Amelia’s bowl was filled to the brim. Her uncles could not help but pick up food for her. Alex’s position was about to be replaced, so he could only get another bowl for her to fill. Unexpectedly, this bowl was already full in just a short while.

Ling’s bowl was also full. It was all stuffed by Mrs. Walton.

George picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Ling’s bowl. “Eat.”

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Ling stared at the piece of meat and silently picked it up. She put the entire piece into his mouth. Her cheeks were puffed up, and the two of them were busy eating like two little squirrels.

Finally, the bowl was empty. Amelia leaned back in her chair and touched her round stomach. “Wow, it’s finally bulging!”

Ling also leaned back in her chair and touched her belly. “B-bulging ”

Mrs. Walton said, “No, yours isn’t bulging enough.” She didn’t dare stuff Amelia’s stomach further, but Ling seemed to still be able to eat a little more.

Mrs. Walton scooped another bowl of date soup for Ling. “Have some more. I don’t think you’re full yet.”

Ling looked at the jujube soup and then at her stomach. Innocently, she picked it up and gulped it down.

Mrs. Walton looked satisfied. She scooped another bowl for her. After three bowls, Ling really refused to eat. She was full.

Mrs. Walton nodded. “Alright, then have another bowl of chicken soup at the end.”

Ling:

Everyone:

Amelia gasped in amazement before she ran upstairs. “Grandma, I’m going to take a shower!”

Ling stood up. “Shower! Shower!”

Mrs. Walton said, “Sit down and drink this bowl of soup. Otherwise, you’ll be hungry tonight.”

Ling sat down obediently and picked up the bowl to drink. She downed it in one go and hurriedly ran away. Her legs had yet to recover completely. Perhaps it was because she was too full from eating, but she lost her balance when she ran.

George was silent.