Chapter 557: KPI
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Andrew: “This isn’t getting in through the back door. You guys were the ones who told me in advance. I can help you register early in the morning. You won’t have to queue for so long.” This behavior wasn’t getting in through the back door either. It was a reasonable use of resources.
Mrs. Walton shook her head. “It’s fine. We have a lot of time. It’s fine to wait slowly.”
Andrew didn’t say anything else. As he waited, the door of the examination room opened and Harper came out. The results would come out in the afternoon at the earliest. Andrew looked at the time and said, “Wait for me? I’ll hand over my work and go to the canteen to eat together.”
Mrs. Walton looked at the three children and was about to reject him. After all, there were many people in the canteen. It was too troublesome to bring the three children along. However, Amelia raised her hand excitedly. “Okay, let’s eat in the canteen!” She had never been to the canteen!
Mrs. Walton instantly corrected herself. “Okay.” She looked at Andrew. “Then we’ll wait for you at the garden pavilion.”
Andrew nodded and pinched Amelia’s cheek. “Wait for Eighth Uncle for a while.” With that, he left in a hurry.
When Harper had changed, Mrs Walton led them to the gazebo. As soon as they sat down, they heard a familiar cacophony: “Mia! My Mia! My dear master.”
Seven lay on the transparent space cover of the pet backpack and looked at
Amelia pitifully. Lucas carried the pet backpack and said expressionlessly,
“Your parrot is so noisy. It insisted on looking for you.”
Seven.• “???” It didn’t! Why was this person lying through his teeth!
Amelia quickly took the pet backpack. After opening it, Seven climbed out and flew to Amelia’s shoulder to touch her face intimately. “Oh, oh, oh, Master, my cutest master. A day apart feels like three years.”
William:
Lucas: ” …” Should he say it or not? A parrot had more vocabulary than Emma!
Seven was bored all the way and couldn’t stop talking. He stood on Amelia’s shoulder and chattered. It was very noisy.
Just as everyone was about to educate Seven, Harper suddenly said, “By the way, where’s my candy?”
Amelia remembered that she had forgotten to give the candy. She quickly took it out, peeled it off, and stuffed it into Harper’s mouth. “Brother, is it sweet?”
Harper didn’t say anything, but Seven stared at Harper’s mouth and shook his head. “It’s not good for children to eat candy. You should let me eat it. I can bear this pain!”
Amelia giggled. These were the three candy that her grandmother had given her. She was allowed to eat them today to satisfy her cravings. She gave one to William, one to Brother Harper, and one to herself. Now that the candy was gone, there was naturally no share for Seven!
Lucas was at the side. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little unhappy. When Mrs. Walton gave Amelia three candy, he saw that Mia liked candy so much that she would give one to Harper. She was eating one herself, and there was another… Lucas’s face was cold, but he was looking forward to seeing when Mia would give him a candy. It wasn’t that he liked to eat candy, but Harper had it. He couldn’t be worse than Harper, right?
For a moment, Lucas and Seven stared at Harper’s mouth.
Seven sighed regretfully. “What a waste of natural resources! There’s nothing left! The candy has been eaten!”
Seven’s funny and cute appearance attracted the patients and family members beside him. They looked at the green glowing parrot in front of them in surprise. Had this parrot been possessed by a human?
A middle-aged man who looked like an uncle smiled at Seven and said, “Aiyo, this bird is really smart. It will definitely taste better than other birds.”
Everyone praised Seven for being smart, but this uncle’s way of speaking was different from others. Amelia was stunned and subconsciously looked over.
Then, she was stunned.
Elmer narrowed his eyes. Oh, they could even meet the KPI this way? A freshly minted evil ghost!
The uncle with an evil ghost on his head saw that everyone was looking at him and flaunted his humor even more. “Aiyo, pluck this bird’s feathers, dig out its internal organs, skewer it on an iron skewer, and roast it over the fire. Then brush some cumin and oil. Tsk, tsk, tsk. That smell is amazing…” As he spoke, he slurped his saliva and pretended to scare Seven. He saw that everyone was teasing this parrot, so he wanted to scare it and see how it would react.
Seven was stunned..