Chapter 530: All the Red Envelopes Are Gone
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mrs. Walton had heard Amelia talk about Harper falling from the balcony on the second floor when he was two or three years old. With such a reaction speed, there was no way not to make her wonder if Harperâs brain had been damaged when he fell or if he had left any problems. When she had time, sheâd better take him to check his brain.
After dinner, Amelia went to her room and slept until noon. Mrs. Walton didnât say anything, but at lunch, she added an extra dumpling with fresh shrimp filling. She didnât know when Amelia woke up, but it wasnât until there was a clicking sound upstairs that Mrs. Walton felt that something was wrong.
Upstairs, Amelia was tiptoeing and leaning against the door with a screwdriver in her hand. âFind the lock core first⊠the screwdriver is here⊠With a click, the lock was successfully unlocked.
Amelia: âWow! The screwdriver is amazing!â
Seven flapped his wings at the side and cheered Amelia on.
As soon as Mrs. Walton came up, she saw Amelia and Seven singing happily. Seven was standing on Ameliaâs shoulder. Amelia was holding a screwdriver and singing as she removed the lock. Several of the locks had been pried open, and the handles had fallen off.
Amelia picked the locks one by one, her movements becoming more and more practiced. Mrs. Waltonâs temples throbbed. âAmelia!â
Amelia was happily picking the lock when she felt a chill on her back. Her grandmotherâs voice followed. She had never been so afraid when she saw a ghost! She turned around carefully and saw Mrs. Walton standing at the top of the stairs with a dark expression. Amelia blossomed into a huge smile. âGrandma!â She ran over with her hands open and hugged Mrs. Walton. First, she hugged her grandmotherâs arms tightly. Her father said that her grandmother knew how to split people with her bare hands. It was especially scary.
Mrs. Walton couldnât break free for a moment. With a headache and amusement, she asked, âWhat are you doing?â
Amelia blinked innocently. âGrandma, Iâm picking the lock.â
Mrs. Walton suppressed her emotions and asked very âcalmlyâ, âWho taught
Ameliaâs eyes began to wander. She bit her lip and said weakly, âGrandma, can
I pay? I still have a big red packet that I havenât opened. I can payâŠâ
Mrs. Walton couldnât hold it in anymore. Her head was buzzing. Could she afford it?! All the doors and locks of the Walton residence⊠ten of her red packets wouldnât be enough!
With a straight face, Mrs. Walton held out her hand. âSure. Give it to me.â
Amelia went to her small backpack pitifully and took out her precious red packet. It was such a thick red packet. She had hidden it for a long time. Previously, she had been using small red packets and could not bear to use this big one.
Mrs. Walton took it and flipped it open. She said, âItâs not enough. Itâs only one red packet, but you pried open three doors.â
Amelia was speechless. Her heart ached so much that it bled. She took out two more red packets.
Mrs. Walton shook her head. âA door lock costs 10,000 yuan. Look at your big red packet. Itâs barely enough for a door lock, but these two thin ones are obviously not enough.â
Amelia: â
In the end, all the red packets in Ameliaâs backpack were taken away by Mrs Walton. Looking at the empty backpack, Amelia couldnât help but cry. Boohoo, so the consequences of doing something wrong were so serious. The red packets she had hidden for more than half a year were all gone in an instant. The price was too high. She would never pick the lock again.
Seven stood on Ameliaâs shoulder and stuck his head out. He tilted his head. âWow, thereâs nothing! Thereâs nothing! Your wallet is empty!â
Amelia burst into tears. Money! Her money!
Mrs. Walton heard Amelia crying and resisted the urge to return the money to her. One had to have a bottom line. One had to have a bottom line in education. One could not turn back. One could never turn back⊠It was just that her heart ached so muchâŠ
Seven moved his claws closer and pressed them against Ameliaâs face, trying to comfort her. âItâs okay to be poor, itâs okay to lose money, but if you donât have money, youâll starve. If youâre hungry, youâll feel uncomfortable. If you feel uncomfortable, youâll want to cryâŠâ
Amelia cried even louder.
Lucasâs mouth twitched when he heard the voice. He said coldly to Seven, âIf you donât know how to comfort people, donât comfort them.â
William also came over. After asking for the reason, he quickly said, âDonât cry. Iâll give you all my pocket money now!â He ran back to his room and took out a few savings cans to smash. He grabbed handfuls of money and stuffed them into Ameliaâs backpack.
Emma said, âIsnât it just money? I have it. Iâll give it all to you!â She took out her phone and transferred all the money to Amelia in one go. She didnât even save the last two decimal places for herself..