Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 473: Old Ancestor Has Good Taste Translator: Henyee Translations| Editor: Henyee Translations

Chapter 473: Old Ancestor Has Good Taste Translator: Henyee Translations| Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia looked left and right. She was very happy. Not only was she happy, but the ancestor was also very happy!

William approached Amelia and asked softly, “How is it? Does the ancestor like it?”

Amelia nodded affirmatively. “Of course he likes it. If you don’t believe me, ask him.”

William was about to say that there was no need when he heard an old voice say, “Little William, you stepped on my foot.”

William instantly exploded!

The Old Ancestor tsk-ed, “Why? Are you afraid of your own family?”

William: “Ancestor… Greetings, Ancestor…”

The ancestor patted William’s back and admired the scenery in front of him. He asked, “Isn’t it beautiful?”

William: “Nice, nice, nice…

The Old Ancestor: “…” He shook his head and said, “By the way, build a door in front of our family tomb. In front of the door, carve a little kid peeing, add some Western air!”

Amelia turned around and repeated, “Eldest Uncle, the ancestor also said that he wanted a door. In front of the door is a statue of a little child peeing. It’s Western!” With that, she paused and asked, “Why does it look Western when a little child pees?”

Amelia could not understand. Why put a child who peed randomly?

George seemed to see Amelia’s confusion and explained with a smile in his eyes, “The peeing child was originally a little Brussels boy called Julian.”

Amelia: “Is this little boy good?”

Lucas kept a straight face. Like a miniature version of George, he finally found an opportunity to speak. Just now, before he could say anything about Emma, she ran away. He felt terrible holding it in, so now he said, “A long, long time ago, the West Country invaded Belarus and set up a large number of bombs in front of the palace in an attempt to destroy the city. At that time, everyone was sleeping and didn’t know that disaster was coming. At dawn, a little boy got up to pee and found the bomb. Hence, he used his urine to extinguish the fuse of the bomb. In memory of him, people built a statue. It was the little boy from Brussels.”

Amelia’s mouth formed an O! How impressive! She praised, “Using urine to save everyone! This shouldn’t be Western air. It should be amazing air. It’s too powerful!” With that, she added, “The ancestor really has good taste!”

Everyone was amused, and the Old Ancestor smiled until his eyes couldn’t be

seen.

In the end, George and Manager Zhao decided on the follow-up. It was getting late, and Amelia had to go to Burton’s house. George asked Andrew to drive

Amelia there. The others had to stay and build a new home for the ancestors.

The Burton family tomb was a little special. It was not in an ordinary cemetery. Not everyone could enter this place. Amelia had heard from Uncle Ryan that every time it was the Qingming Festival, many citizens would spontaneously come to pay their respects. They had to make an appointment in advance to register.

Amelia walked in the solemn cemetery and could not help but become serious. Alex had just finished reorganizing the tombstone and symbolically cultivated a handful of new soil. Seeing that Amelia was here, he whispered, “Mia, come over and say hi to great-grandpa.”

Amelia inserted the new green leaves into her great-grandfather’s grave. She held her small hand and bowed respectfully. “h.e.l.lo, great-grandfather.”

Alex was about to speak when Amelia knelt down again and kowtowed three times honestly. Her forehead was red.

Alex couldn’t help but laugh. He clenched his fists and pressed them to his lips. He said in a low voice, “Alright, Great-Grandpa must have seen it.”

Amelia nodded. “Yes, yes!’

The Walton family still had an ancestor, but their great-grandfather was no longer around. Those with great merit went straight to reincarnate, leaving behind merit that could protect their descendants. Although it was a pity that she could not see her great-grandfather, Amelia’s heart was filled with reverence.

Amelia followed Alex to burn paper money and put away the chicken and glutinous rice that had been wors.h.i.+pped. Only a few bright red apples and oranges and pastries were left in front of the tombstone.

“Let’s go.” Alex stroked Amelia’s little head.

After eating with her uncles at the Burton family’s manor, Amelia and Alex returned to the Walton family’s manor. It was already past seven in the evening, but the Walton family was still waiting for Amelia and Alex to return before eating.

Amelia could smell the fragrance of duck soup from afar.

“Grandma! Mia is back!” The quiet Walton family came to life because Amelia was back.

Emma ran quickly.. “Let’s eat! Mia, come and eat!”