Chapter 412 - 412: What Did You Say?


    Trantor: Henyee Trantions Editor: Henyee Trantions


    Could it be that someone is secretly doing something behind my back? Elmer pondered. He looked at the prison that looked like an inverted semicircle and found a few signs buried in eight directions, proving that someone was using this prison to suppress something. However, he could not find that person yet. He did not know who had done it. Now, he could only wait.


    George didn’t go to the office today. He sat in the cafeteria and ate breakfast.


    Alex went out for a run early in the morning. Other than running, he usually went to the military. He went out at five in the morning and returned at nine.


    Eric and Dn were going to supervise the project. As a doctor, Andrew had almost no weekends, and Henry’s flying time was even more irregr. When Chris entered the production team, he usually went for two to three months, so George and Alex were the ones who spent more time at home now.


    The children were the happiest during the summer break. All of them slept in and didn’t get up at eight o’clock. Mr. Walton had an opinion.


    Mr. Walton: “Children should develop the habit of sleeping early and waking up early when they’re young. Otherwise, they’ll bezy when they grow up. All of them will sleep until eight o’clock and not get up. What kind of person is that!”


    George pretended not to hear.


    Mrs. Walton rolled her eyes at Mr. Walton. “What’s wrong withzing in bed? You don’t sleep much when you’re old. They’re children, so children have to sleep more. Besides, aren’t they already asleep? Although they wake upte, they sleep early!’


    Mr. Walton:


    Mrs. Walton said, “Children can only grow if they sleep well. Don’t talk to me about self-discipline. The children’s health is the most important.” Moreover, it was rare for them to be on vacation. What was wrong with them sleeping a little longer? They woke up so early every day when they were in school. Now that they are on vacation, they should rx. Mrs. Walton felt that they should be strict when they needed to be. They should be indulged when they needed to be. Anyway, she was very at ease with the children.<div>


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    Mr. Walton shook the newspaper. The creases on his face were stiff. He muttered, “I’ve let you say the good and the bad. What can I say?”


    Mrs. Walton didn’t catch it. “What did you say?”


    Mr. Walton touched his nose. “Nothing.” After a pause, he said, “l said that they don’t study anything during the holidays. All of them arezy to waste time at home. Why don’t we enroll them in a tutoring ss?”


    Mrs. Walton rolled her eyes. “Do William and Lucas need extracurricr tutoring?”


    Mr. Walton: “…No need.’


    Mrs. Walton asked again, “Then will extracurricr tutoring work on Emma and Harper?”


    Mr. Walton was speechless. It did not seem to be of any use.


    Mrs. Walton finally said, “How old is Mia? Do you need extra tutoring?”


    Mr. Walton was speechless. Forget it, he would not say anything else. George was smart enough not to interrupt in the first ce.


    Mrs. Walton nagged, “All great people have said that when you’re studying, you should study seriously. When you’re ying, you should y well. It’s in children’s nature to y, and the process of ying is the process of using their brains…” Suddenly, she remembered what happened to the water bedst night and stopped talking for a moment. However, although it was in a tizzy and the entire Walton family’s circuit had to be repaired, the children had also concluded in the end. With experience, the Walton family had money and could build anything they wanted. With this in mind, Mrs. Walton became optimistic again. She hummed a song and went out, preparing to dance in the square.


    Amelia rubbed her eyes and went downstairs in a daze. “Grandma, I’m hungry…” Her hair was disheveled and she was holding a kitten doll in her arms. There was even a small strand of hair on her head. It was soft and cute.


    Mrs. Walton immediately had breakfast brought out. As she poured Amelia’s milk, she asked, “Why are you up so early?”


    Amelia said, “Mm… I just woke up.” Her master had just returned and heard that he had gone to the prison to guard for another night. She felt that she should help her master investigate, so after dinner, she wanted to study with her master…


    As she was thinking, someone called. Mrs. Walton picked up and seemed surprised, but then she smiled and nodded. “Okay, sure.”


    Amelia was puzzled. ‘Grandma, who is it?”


    Mrs. Walton: “It’s an auntie, she’lle to our houseter to take a look.” With that, she looked at George. “It’s the girl was treated with Helena in the past.


    Her name is Emily Gray. Do you remember?”


    George thought for a moment and nodded.. “What’s wrong?”