Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 753: It's a Long Story, Let's Forget About It

Chapter 753: It’s a Long Story, Let’s Forget About It

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The cowardly ghost immediately stepped forward and said gently, “Mia, you’re back.”

Amelia: “Yes, yes! Brother cowardly ghost, I saw the bad guy you punished! All his front teeth were pulled out. Impressive!”

The cowardly ghost looked at Amelia dotingly and advised, “Mia, although the other party is a bad person and we should punish him, you can’t take pleasure in this.” After a pause, he added, “You have to be kind.”

Amelia nodded. “I know!”

The flirtatious ghost muttered, “You’re so kind. When you pulled out his front teeth, you were the most ruthless.”

The unlucky ghost rubbed his hands excitedly. “Mia, we performed so well. Is there a reward? Hehe ”

Amelia touched her pocket. “Ah  I didn’t buy candy this time.” Her grandmother didn’t let her buy candy, afraid that she would secretly eat them and get cavities. Her father had secretly bought her candy.

A trace of dissapointment appeared in the unlucky ghost’s eyes, but he immediately said, “It’s okay, let’s talk about it next time!”

The cowardly ghost glanced at him. “Aren’t you embarra.s.sed to ask a child for candy? It’s fine, Mia, don’t listen to him. It’s fine even if you don’t have candy.” They didn’t do things for her candy.

Amelia suddenly jumped off the bed and ran to her dressing table to open the drawer. She took out a hidden candy from the innermost corner. Then, she crawled under the bed and fiddled for a while before taking out another candy. Right on the heels of that, she opened the closet and took out another candy from the pocket of the small jacket hanging in the innermost corner.

The ghosts:   Other children hid pocket money, but Mia was different. She hid candy

Amelia looked at the candy in her hand. There were three of them. One more to go  She tried her best to remember. She ran out of the balcony and into Seven’s room. She took out another one in a tuft of gra.s.s.

“Look!” Amelia held four candies in her hand and said happily, “For you!” Her ghosts could not live without candies!

The cowardly ghosts were stunned. Immediately, they felt a warm current in their hearts that had been cold for a long time. How nice  Back in the barren mountains, those few people from the Yager family kept saying that they were slaves. They worked for Amelia. In the eyes of others, they might really be her slaves  They had also committed heinous crimes, but they did not expect to be treated sincerely by a small child one day.

The cowardly ghost hugged Amelia from behind and said in a low voice, “Mia, thank you ”

Amelia smiled until her eyes curved into crescents. It was as if an entire galaxy had poured out of her eyes. They were dazzling and beautiful. She said happily, “You’re welcome!”

The flirtatious ghost felt that her eyes were about to tear up. She was the first to take the candy and said, “I want this pink one.”

The unlucky ghost also caught one. “Then I want a green one.”

The cowardly ghost happened to take the yellow candy from Amelia’s palm, and the remaining one belonged to the muddled ghost. The ghosts ate the candy in satisfaction, feeling the sweetness that only humans could experience. It was so good

The flirtatious ghost changed the topic and asked, “By the way, muddled ghost, when you were in the barren mountain just now, you died with blood flowing from your seven orifices. How did you die?”

After the muddled ghost was captured, it was thrown into the Soul Retrieving Gourd. Later on, it was beaten up by so many ghosts that it obediently recognized the situation. Thinking back carefully, they didn’t seem to have asked about the cause of his death.

The muddled ghost said vaguely, “This  It’s a long story. Let’s not talk about it.”

The other ghosts urged, “Tell us! The longer the story, the better. Anyway, we have a lot of time!”

Amelia was lying on the bed with her face facing it. When she heard this, she turned her head and said, “That’s right, that’s right. I didn’t even ask how you died.”

The muddled ghost dawdled for a long time before saying, “It’s nothing. I was muddle-headed when I worked overtime in the middle of the night and forgot that the cola in the fridge was laced with paraquat. I drank it in one gulp and died.”

The ghosts: “???”

Amelia: “???” She lay on the bed for a while and realized that it was too uncomfortable to reflect on herself on the bed. Her face was buried in the bedsheets, and she could not breathe. Then, she turned around and faced the ceiling to reflect. This should be considered reflecting on herself, right?

“Why did you add paraquat to the c.o.ke?” Amelia asked curiously.

The muddled ghost sighed. “I was forced.”

After a pause, the muddled ghost continued, “I’m a middle-aged man. Above me, I have elders, below me, I have children. More than ten years ago, the county city where my family lived was considered rich. Although I’m not particularly rich, I had my own home in the county city. I had a refrigerator, color television, was.h.i.+ng machine, computer, and so on.”