Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362 Honey Water

"Cough... Let's not talk about that. I don't get this honey from outside."

The Elderly Mr. Brook stated mysteriously, "This was harvested from my granddaughter's farm, where she raises bees. What do you think? Is it tastier than what you can get out there?"

Almost in unison, these old men's eyes widened, and they exclaimed, "What did you say!"

After a while, one of them quickly remarked, "I recall them selling well before, with many people in our neighborhood rushing to buy watermelons, strawberries, and various veggies. Are these all from your granddaughter's farm too?"

The Elderly Mr. Brook nodded reservedly, striving to keep the frantically rising corners of his lips under control, "Yes, when she purchased the farm, everyone anticipated a loss. Who knows that the farm's produce tastes good."

"It's more than good!"

One of the elderly guys became enthralled and smacked his thigh. He exclaimed, "On that hot day, I have no appetite, yet I can eat about half of that watermelon by myself. Strawberries, too; I can eat a lot of big ones at once. My son also bought some green beans and other vegetables. Since we began purchasing products from your granddaughter's farm, I've been able to eat an extra-large serving of rice every day."

"That is true! Just that huge strawberry; I thought they were too pricey when my son bought them, so I urged him to buy some more right away after eating it."

"You're not being sincere; we've been friends for so long; surely you can help us and make connections that will allow us to have more. Considering how many people are in our family, you'll know it's not enough to feed them with only a few watermelons and strawberries every time."

The Elderly Mr. Brook responded sharply, "Go online and see for yourself. Stop complaining and be contented with what you have; there are countless others who want them but can't get them online, and every day I urge my granddaughter to get more. Still, she only has so much on her farm."

Since watermelons and strawberries are in short supply, you're producing honey? The sales of this honey have not yet commenced. How much is still available?

"No, the bees have only recently been farmed; where can I get so much food for you all?" The Elderly Mr. Brook responded to their requests.

"I don't believe you; your granddaughter Nancy is so filial; you definitely have it."

"That's right, sigh... How could a nice kid like Nancy not be a member of our family?"

"Sigh...I have two great-grandsons and one grandson, who give this older man a heart attack daily. Why don't they ever have a girl in my family?"

"It makes no difference if it's a son, a daughter, or even a grandson and a granddaughter in my family; they're all worthless."

At this moment, all the older men were extremely envious of the Elderly Mr. Brook.

To top it all off, they found out that Nancy went to the farm to gather this honey for him, which only heightened their envy.

The Elderly Mr. Brook was so ecstatic that he could praise his granddaughter nonstop for three days and three nights.

Eventually, he gave up one jar of honey and shared it with his few old friends.

"Remember, old friend, you must let us know right away when the honey from Nancy's farm can be harvested."

Impatiently, he urged them to leave and said, "Go on, leave...you lots can't see others living a blissful life."

After receiving the jar of honey, these several older men walked with their hands behind their backs. They continued on their way in a cheerful mood.

They were all thinking about making honey water to drink when they got home. This elderly Mr. Brook is far too miserly. There wasn't enough honey brew in the water to satisfy their taste buds!

That night, the grandfather recounted the details with his beloved granddaughter.

Nancy climbed up into her grandfather's lap and beamed a crescent smile.