Chapter 374: Who Said I Can’t?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Helena said, “Eh? There’s more!” Then she finished it again with a whoosh.
Alia’s face was filled with conflict. She pinched her fingers and counted. Her mother had to eat a chicken every al. It was at least 200 yuan a day. A month was… a year was… Ah, she could not afford to raise her mother anymore!
Seeing that Helena had finished everything she could eat, Alia opened her small wallet in pain. There were only 200 yuan left in this red packet! Other people’s ghosts could only eat food during festivals. So of them could not even eat food for a year. As for her mother… Boohoo, she was so difficult to raise!
At the dining table, the Waltons were talking about sothing. It seed that a friend’s father was hospitalized and he had to go take a look when he was discharged. George said that he could go on behalf of the Waltons. There was no need for so many people to go…
Alia raised her hand eagerly. “Eldest Uncle, I want to go too.”
George wanted to refuse, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, “Okay, alright.” He had no principles with Alia.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. Mrs. Walton received acupuncture again. She did not know if it was her imagination, but she felt that this acupuncture session was more painful than the last ti. However, Alia said that this was normal, so she did not ask.
On the fourth day, Alia continued her acupuncture. Under the sunlight, the silver needles glowed with a faint cold light. Mrs. Walton was finally afraid. After the acupuncture for the past few days, her legs were getting weaker and weaker. She could have been standing before, but now she could only lie on the bed. Her entire body hurt. Alia seed to be struggling too. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was red from exhaustion.
Mrs. Walton: “Mia, if it doesn’t work, let’s forget it?”
Alia looked up instantly. “No? Who said I can’t?!”
Mrs. Walton was speechless. Looking at Alia, who was fierce, Mrs. Walton stopped talking. However, Alia seed to be agitated. She raised the silver needle and stabbed it violently, faster and faster. Mrs. Walton instantly regretted saying no!
Five minutes later, Mrs. Walton’s legs were filled with silver needles. Alia looked at them in satisfaction. “Grandma, look, I’m super aweso!”
Mr. Walton held the newspaper and pretended to read it. His lips were pursed into a straight line.
Mrs. Walton wiped her sweat and said with trembling lips, “Impressive, impressive. Our Mia is the best…” So, would she be able to stand up tomorrow after this? However, she never expected Alia, who had finished the acupuncture, to lie to the side and fall asleep!
Mrs. Walton: Was she going to ignore her just like that? Was it really okay to have silver needles all over her legs?
Little did she know that Helena had been watching from the side. Alia had told George that the silver needles would stay for an hour today. She knew that her mother and eldest uncle would wake her up, so she fell asleep in relief.
Mrs. Walton: “Mia…
Alia rolled over.
Mrs. Walton: “Mia…
Alia grabbed the pillow and rolled to the side in a daze. She was sleeping soundly.
Mr. Walton said, “Mia’s tired from acupuncture. Let her rest for a while.”
Mrs. Walton had nowhere to vent her anger. She muttered to Mr. Walton,
“What else can you do other than sit?!”
Mr. Walton: He didn’t say anything. Why was he scolded again? Besides, he didn’t know acupuncture. What else could he do other than watch?
George ca in with the dicine and said in a low voice, “Mia told that the silver needles have to be kept for an hour.” He looked at the ti and said, “I’ve already set the alarm.”
Mrs. Walton: “…” An hour! She had to look at the silver needles on her legs for an hour?! She trembled, and the silver needles on her leg also trembled, making her dizzy!
Mrs. Walton closed her eyes and fainted.
George’s chest tightened, but soon Mrs Walton began to snore softly.
George:
Mr. Walton:
Fifty minutes later, Alia was woken up by Helena and George at the sa ti. She yawned and her eyes were blurry. She was still a little dazed.
George looked at Alia helplessly. He knew that she would be in a daze, so he deliberately woke her up ten minutes in advance to bring her back to her senses. When it was about ti, he said, “Mia, it’s ti to put away the needles.’
Alia: “Oh, oh, oh!” She took a look and realized that Mrs. Walton was still asleep. Her eyes lit up. “Perfect.. I’ll take advantage of Grandma’s sleep to collect the needles!” That way, Grandma would not be nervous!
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