Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390 The Orange Cat Scolded 

No matter how the viewers in the live stream argued, Martin had been adhering to the principle that as long as he didn't see it, he could pretend it didn't exist. After he dissed Eileen, he took Nancy to get the tools for netting fish at ease. 

Later, when he heard the little boy say that he could also row a boat in the lake over the field of reeds, he was even more interested. 

But the boats in the village were small wooden ones and none of the guests knew how to row. 

It wasn't hard for Martin. With his mouth that can make trolls crash their keyboards on top and make people smile, he soon became the women's friend of the villagers and pretty much sussed out the whole village. 

The fans were stunned. They didn't expect Martin to be such a person! 

"I'm sorry to trouble you, granny Myers." 

The youth was good-looking and exceptionally conversable, and many of his words were simply what they were thinking. Occasionally, he would help to solve some problems. Moreover, the lovely snow-white Nancy child beside him sweetly called them grandpa and granny, which really made people feel happy. They all wanted to take Nancy into their arms and coax her as their granddaughter. 

"It does not bother me. My son isn't busy now anyway. There are lots of wild ducks in the field of reeds. He can go with my naughty grandson to collect some wild duck eggs and make salted duck eggs. They'll be delicious." 

After the two men expressed their gratitude again, a simple and honest middle-aged man followed them. 

This was the son of the granny. He smiled with a little embarrassment at the few people and scratched his head as he led the way. 

"The boat is in the field of reeds. Let's go straight there." 

No matter how small the boat was, it was quite heavy for people, so they kept it at a small dock over in the field of reeds for convenience. 

One boat was not enough for a group of people, of course. So apart from Martin, they found another man who could row. 

There were two boats. Colin and Eileen took one with two children, and Martin and Jason took the other with two children. 

Once the children had been allocated, they excitedly ran ahead with their little netting pockets. They were accompanied by several big dogs, which made them look particularly powerful. 

The village people were surprised to see these dogs following a girl. When some people called their dogs back, they waited a while to see. 

Well, their dogs were following the little girl again. 

On the way back to the field of reeds, all of a sudden, a row of big, imperious cats appeared around the corner of the village. 

The fat orange cat that everyone was familiar with was also in the group. The leader was a tabby that was the same size as a small dog. It had a long scar on its face and looked super aggressive, yet somehow very handsome. 

The orange cat, whose body was almost as fat as a piglet, followed the tabby to the left, and to the right of the tabby was a black cat. 

Behind them were all the common cats of the countryside. 

There were calico cats, white cats and tuxedo cats, with tabby cats and orange cats being the most numerous. 

When they came out as dominantly as the little tigers, the dogs that originally gathered around Nancy also quickly stood in a figure of eight with Lucky at their head. 

Suddenly it felt like two armies were confronting each other. 

But everyone was dumbfounded as they looked at the situation. They thought, 'What's going on?' 

"Meow, meow, meow..." 

Before the battle between the dogs and cats started, the orange cat came to the front and meowed at the group of dogs. 

It thought, 'Old dog, I'm coming with my leader and buddies. Tremble, you bunch of stupid dogs!'Its contemptuous and proactive look was quite obnoxious. 

Lucky looked at the lead tabby cat calmly and fiercely. 

The cat and the dog fought for dozens of rounds just by looking at each other. 

Seeing this scene, several children ran behind the adults and peeked out. 

The children couldn't resist watching for fear that they might get into a real fight and get hurt by mistake. 

Nancy swallowed and weakly tried to persuade them a little. 

"Let's talk about it. Don't... Don't fight." 

These were not the cats and dogs she kept. If they were her cats and dogs, she would have educated them. Fighting hurt both physically and emotionally. It wasn't worth it.