147 I'm Very Serious

Amelia slept soundly that night. She dreamed of a man taller than the door frame. The man said that he was her father, but when he entered, his head hit the door frame with a clang. Amelia giggled.

Elmer, who had just returned from outside, saw Amelia sleeping soundly in her dream. He did not know what she was dreaming about, but she even giggled, revealing two sweet dimples. Elmer's lips subconsciously curled into a gentle smile. He bent down and stroked Amelia's hair. "You're a little fool."

The next day, Amelia slept until nine o'clock. Old Madam Walton tiptoed in from outside the door, as if she wanted to confirm if Amelia was still asleep. However, she saw that Amelia had already washed her face and was putting on her clothes.

"Grandma, good morning!" Amelia smiled widely. Old Madam Walton's heart seemed to be illuminated by the sun as the corners of her eyes curled up. "Darling, why are you up so early?"

Amelia: "It's Seven who called me up!"