Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 529: Stimulated

Chapter 529: Stimulated

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When Alex was training soldiers in the team, they could complete more than 1,900 sit-ups or 1,600 push-ups in half an hour. Training that was impossible for ordinary people was the norm in their daily training. After all, war was cruel. Only by saving their lives could they talk about other things.

Alex clapped his hands and stood up. “Sixteen minutes, a thousand.” He looked at Eric disdainfully and patted his shoulder. He didn’t say anything, but it was as if he had said everything. Eric was left squatting on the spot. He didn’t believe it! Alex was definitely acting like he was fine! He wanted to see if his hands would tremble when they ate later!

At the dining table, Amelia was eating happily with a bowl of duck noodles. Beside her was a bowl that had been prepared for her mother in the past. Now that her mother was no longer around, this bowl still had half of the noodles she had distributed. When she saw Alex enter, she brought the half bowl of soup noodles to Alex. “Daddy, eat the noodles.”

Alex had no qualms about it. He picked up the bowl and was about to eat when he saw that Amelia’s face was stained with green onions. He picked up a tissue and wiped her face.

Eric was staring from opposite. Seeing that Alex was about to pick up his chopsticks again, he paused and stood up to get Amelia a flower roll. Eric’s gaze followed Alex’s hand. Alex sat down again and thought of something. He went out to make a call. He returned after a while and peeled another egg for Amelia.

Eric sneered. Eat, I dare you to eat. You’re afraid that your hands will tremble and you’ll be laughed at, right?

Finally, Alex picked up the bowl and chopsticks. He ate slowly, taking mouthfuls of noodles and soup. His hand holding the chopsticks was very stable, not trembling at all!

Eric:     Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could they not tremble! Last time, the brothers, including him, kept trembling!

Eric was speechless. Through this push-up, he could tell the difference between him and Alex. He recalled the humiliation of being subdued by Alex in one move during the kindergarten explosion drill.

“I’m not eating anymore!” Eric threw down the bowl angrily and stood up to leave with a dark expression. He was so angry! In the future, he would rather eat instant noodles outside than eat at the same table as Alex!

Mrs. Walton raised her eyelids and said coldly, “Sit down!”

Eric turned around instinctively and pulled out a chair. He sat down on the chair and picked up his chopsticks in one go.

Mrs. Walton sneered. “Why? Is my cooking not to your liking?” From the moment he sat down, Eric had been flipping the food in his bowl with his chopsticks. He flipped here and there, but not only did he not eat the last bite, but he also smashed the bowl with a dark expression! What kind of bad habit was this? She had heard of rebellious people in their teens, but she had never seen anyone who was almost 30 years old!

Eric smiled. “No, no. It suits my taste. It suits my taste very much!”

Mrs. Walton said, “Then why did you throw down the bowl?”

Eric: “l…” He couldn’t say that he was angry with Alex and was unhappy that he could see the difference between the two of them…

Amelia tilted her head and thought for a moment. “Fifth Uncle must have been agitated!”

Eric nodded subconsciously. “Yes, yes, yes. I was agitated…” No, what was he agitated about?

William exposed him mercilessly. “Fifth Uncle must have seen that it only took Uncle Alex 40 minutes to do 2,000 push-ups. He took more than two hours to do it last time. He must be indignant.”

Emma shook her head. “Accept your fate. What’s wrong with that? Fifth Uncle, look at me. When I was beaten up by my father, I obediently stuck out my

b.u.t.t. ”

Amelia nodded. “So, Fifth Uncle, you can’t afford to play?”

Eric: . ‘ He was numb. These children really didn’t give him any face. He picked up the bowl resentfully and ate silently.

Mrs. Walton was speechless. “You’re already so old, but you’re still so childish.” After a pause, she said, “Why would you compete with Alex? Compared to doing push-ups, you might as well compete with him in swinging a sledgehammer.”

Emma interrupted, “Even if you swing a sledgehammer, Uncle Alex will win!”

William: “Fifth Uncle, you’re too weak.”

Eric: “!!!”

Alex’s eyes held a hint of a smile. “Eat.”

The children buried their heads in their food happily.

Harper suddenly looked up. “What? Uncle Alex only took forty minutes to do 2,000 push-ups?”

Everyone:

Mrs. Walton looked worriedly at Harper..