Amelia stared at Grandpa Turtle for a long time. George squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Amelia pointed at the turtle. "It says that someone is going to compete with Mia in building graves."
George was speechless. Could they get past this topic?
The next second, Amelia put away Grandpa Turtle and ran back happily. Let's talk about the future in the future. She was very optimistic. She would do whatever she had to do now. "Eldest Uncle, hurry up. Grandma is waiting for you to come back for afternoon tea!"
George: "…"
July 14th approached. After crossing Qixi, there would always be an indescribable feeling in the lunar calendar. Amelia made a straw bag for everyone. George's was diamond-shaped, Alex's was square, Mrs. Walton's was heart-shaped, Emma's was star-shaped, and there were others'. Amelia asked George to send them to Henry and the others.
