However, Mr. Walton did not know any of this. He had slept soundly last night. When the police showed the evidence just now, it was just a photo of Honest carrying two dogs and tying Ling back to the Walton residence. There was no picture of Amelia and the other two. Therefore, Mr. Walton said rewardingly, "Alright, alright. Isn't it in the past now? Old woman, were you frightened by the police just now? Are you angry?"
Mrs. Walton went down the stairs and snorted. She had no choice. Otherwise, how could she explain why she had asked the children to face the wall and reflect? She didn't want to tell Mr. Walton about it either, because she couldn't sleep every time the children went out. She didn't want Mr. Walton to be unable to sleep too.
Mr. Walton patted Mrs. Walton's back. "Don't worry, our Walton residence is upright. We're not afraid of any demons or ghosts. Besides, even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up."
