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Could it be that soone is secretly doing sothing behind my back? Elr pondered. He looked at the prison that looked like an inverted semicircle and found a few signs buried in eight directions, proving that soone was using this prison to suppress sothing. 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 Dylan were going to supervise the project. As a doctor, Andrew had almost no weekends, and Henry’s flying ti was even more irregular. When Chris entered the production team, he usually went for two to three months, so George and Alex were the ones who spent more ti at ho now.
The children were the happiest during the sumr 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 be lazy 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 with lazing 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 up late, they sleep early!’
Mr. Walton:
Mrs. Walton said, “Children can only grow if they sleep well. Don’t talk to 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 relax. 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.
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 are lazy to waste ti at ho. Why don’t we enroll them in a tutoring class?”
Mrs. Walton rolled her eyes. “Do William and Lucas need extracurricular tutoring?”
Mr. Walton: “…No need.’
Mrs. Walton asked again, “Then will extracurricular 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 place.
Mrs. Walton nagged, “All great people have said that when you’re studying, you should study seriously. When you’re playing, you should play well. It’s in children’s nature to play, and the process of playing is the process of using their brains…” Suddenly, she rembered what happened to the water bed last night and stopped talking for a mont. 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 beca optimistic again. She humd a song and went out, preparing to dance in the square.
Alia 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 imdiately had breakfast brought out. As she poured Alia’s milk, she asked, “Why are you up so early?”
Alia 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, soone called. Mrs. Walton picked up and seed surprised, but then she smiled and nodded. “Okay, sure.”
Alia was puzzled. ‘Grandma, who is it?”
Mrs. Walton: “It’s an auntie, she’ll co to our house later to take a look.” With that, she looked at George. “It’s the girl was treated with Helena in the past.
Her na is Emily Gray. Do you rember?”
George thought for a mont and nodded.. “What’s wrong?”
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