Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385 Fishing

The old man not only knew that there were crayfish in this river but also where there were the most lobsters.

So the children tied one end of a small string to a branch and tied the other end to the bait. Then they happily followed the old man to fish the crayfish.

Lucky walked after them like a loyal guard.

It was much quicker to catch a crayfish than a fish.

Just a few moments after the bait was put down, a long string of red crayfish came with it when it was picked up again.

"Don't touch them with your hands. This stuff will nip you. They'll come down when you swing the string above the bucket."

Anson was noisy, "Hahaha... I hooked two big crayfish at once!"

Breton only caught one. Not to be outdone, he quickly ran back and continued fishing.

Fiona forgot her shyness at this moment. Her eyes shone brightly as she darted to the plastic bucket with the crayfish she caught, and the crayfish fell as she shook the small rope.

Anson said, "Let's see who can catch the most today!"

Then the children somehow got into a competition. They ran back and forth with the small string as they counted.

Anson exaggeratedly, "I caught a thousand!"

Breton, a young boy who liked to keep quiet, was shocked by Anson's thick skin.

"There aren't even a thousand of them here!"

Anson was a little guilty, "There are still some left to catch."

Fiona smiled, "I caught 21 of them."

Nancy looked proud, "I caught 46!"

She thought, 'Well... I am the luckiest.'

By the river, surrounded by green hills, a few fair-skinned children pulled up the bottoms of their trousers. The sound of laughing and playing made the quiet mountain village come alive.

At the end of the day, the result of the children's joint effort was pleasing, and the plastic bucket was already half full of crayfish.

"Woof, woof!"

As the kids were worried about how they would take all these crayfish back with them, they suddenly heard Lucky's bark.

Nancy stood on her toes to look up and spotted a cat who stole their fish.

"Our fish was stolen by a cat!"

The young girl stared with round eyes and Lucky already ran up the steps to chase the cat.

The cat that stole the fish was an orange cat. Although it was fat, it was particularly agile. It held the fish in its mouth and darted away as Lucky chased after it.

"Lucky... Lucky, don't chase it."

Nancy rushed to stop Lucky. She was afraid it would really bite the orange cat.

"It's okay. We still have fish here."

The little girl stroked Lucky's head and said sweetly.

They got a lot of fish and crayfish today. The fish could be given to the cat to eat.

The old man also caught a lot of crayfish and was now walking slowly over with a bucket.

"Do you want to eat strawberries, kids? The strawberries at my house are ripe."

The children looked at each other and then raised their hands in unison, "Yes!"

Then they sang the childish Brother John and followed the old man to his house.

[Aren't these babies too gullible?]

[Babies, you can't be like this. You are too ready to trust strangers!]

Anson asked this question as well.

"Mummy said that we shouldn't follow strangers."

He spoke in a low voice so that the old man could not hear him.

Fiona was about to cry, " So... What are we going to do now?"

Anson punched and kicked haphazardly.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you!"