Chapter 466: Moving the Grave
Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee
Amelia blinked and blushed. âBecauseâŠbecause Mia likes Auntie.â Because she had lied, her eyes couldnât help but flicker slightly, and her cheeks heated up. This made Miss Moh mistakenly think that she was shy, and her smile widened. She wanted to pinch Ameliaâs little face, but she felt that it wasnât polite, so she changed it to pinch her hair. âThank you. Auntie likes you very much too.â
Miss Moh returned the notebook to Amelia. Amelia looked at it and could only recognize the word âMoh.â
Amelia also wrote and drew on her notebook before tearing it off. âAuntie, my name is Mia. This is my number.â
Miss Moh took it and looked at it. She almost burst out laughing. There was a crooked drawing of a bird and a turtle, and several ones and several zeros. It was obvious that they were drawn blindly, but she put it away solemnly. âThank you, Mia.â
Before she left, Amelia suddenly said, âAuntie, you have to be a little muddle-headed when itâs time to be muddle-headed, but when itâs not time to be muddle-headed, you have to be clear about it.â With that, she waved her hand and skipped away.
Two men walked over from afar and shouted, âMia! Where did you go?â
Amelia quickly waved her hand. âIâm here! Iâm here!â
Miss Moh watched Amelia walk away in a daze before lowering her head in silence and walking back. Her brother stood rooted to the ground, his eyes flickering. The family tomb in the distance was so luxurious, imposing, and a little familiar⊠Wasnât this the Walton family tomb that the sales manager had shown her just now?
Miss Mohâs brother hurried forward, caught up with Miss Moh, and snatched the small card from her hand.
Miss Moh was thinking about something when the note in her hand was suddenly snatched away. She frowned. âWhat are you doing?â
Miss Moh e s brother grinned. âl just want to take a look. Letâs see what that little girl wrote for you.â He couldnât wait to open the note. In the end, he saw a bird and a turtle drawn on it. There were also a few ones and a string of zeros. It didnât look like a phone number. He counted unwillingly. What if the Walton residence was rich and even specially bought a phone number! In the end, he was disappointed. The phone number was eleven digits, and there were only eight digits here, That little girl looked to be three or four years old, but she didnât even know how to write a phone number. How stupid!
Miss Moh e s brother asked, âSister, do you think that young lady will call you?â
Miss Moh took back the note and said lightly, âA childâs whim. Do you think sheâll hit?â
Miss Mohâs brother thought for a moment and curled his lips. âNo.â But the Walton family was really rich. If that young lady called his sister and casually gave her a few million yuan or something, he wouldnât have to work hard for the rest of his life! Sigh, why were rich people so rich, but ordinary people like them had to work hard for their lives? If only the Walton family could give him some money.
Evergreen Cemetery.
Chris picked Amelia up and asked, âWhat were you running around for?â
Amelia squeezed her fingers. feel the call!â
Chris: â
William: âSister, youâre so powerful! Is a ghost summoning you?â
Amelia nodded seriously. âYes!â
Chris was amused. What ghost summoning?
On the other side, George was discussing the relocation of the grave. The Walton brothers were very surprised, but when they heard Amelia say that, they agreed.
Mr. Walton was stunned and frowned. âWhy did you move the grave for no reason? Stop fooling around!â
George said calmly, âMia said that the feng Shui here is not good. The ancestors donât like it.â
Mr. Walton paused. Oh, Mia said it. Then itâs fine. However, he still said stubbornly, âEven so, thereâs too much time. Thereâs no timeâŠâ
George raised his hand and looked at the time. âWhen we came in just now, Mia said that she wanted to choose the southwest direction. Thereâs only one cemetery in the southwest direction of Buffalo, the Peace Cemetery. Iâve just bought the cemetery over there. The relocated Feng Shui master and other things have been arranged. The car is waiting outside.â
Mr. Walton:
George added, âMia said today was a good day to move the grave.â
Mr. Walton was completely speechless. It was a little unbelievable to move the grave on Ghost Festival, but if Mia said this, she must have her reasons!
Mr. Walton waved his hand. âAlright, you can arrange it.â
Eric looked at the grave and sighed. âPoor me. I just dug up every blade of grass.. You should have said so earlier!â
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