Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 287 Adam Brook, the Naughty Boy

Chapter 287 Adam Brook, the Naughty Boy

Although stories of thousand-year-old ginseng existed, who has actually seen the real thing? Even the most prominent ancient emperor was unlikely to have seen it.

It was possible because this is Maple Mountain's deepest center. Man, wild beasts, and poisonous insects would not venture this far into the wilderness here. So, the ginseng that grew here has been preserved and sedimented for five hundred years.

Mr. Swift held the ginseng carefully; although he had been working for six hours and had bloodshot eyes, this did not dampen his excitement.

"This five hundred years old ginseng can be treated as a family heirloom and pass it down through generations."

He and his son were active ginseng hunters. The oldest ginseng they discovered before this was two hundred years old, which he still carefully kept at home and observed daily. He couldn't believe he had finally found the five hundred years old ginseng he dug himself after a lifetime of searching. Finally, this was a worthwhile life.

Mr. Swift's son, with a simple and plain face, was also flushed with excitement, disbelievingly observing the ginseng in his hand. He had just touched the five hundred years of ginseng.

"Thanks, once payment has been received, my assistant will deliver it to you."

Marcus Brook stared at the ginseng, speaking in the same cold tone as before and expressionless like a machine.

"A-Alright, Okay."

Mr. Swift reluctantly gave them the old ginseng. It was not because he was unwilling to part with it; he just wanted to look over it again.

This was the only chance he would have to see it.

After noticing Grandpa Swift's keen interest in the ginseng, she thought about taking Otis to find Kane for the camera.

"Uncle Kane, give me the camera, so I can take some pictures."

After playing around with its controls, Nancy quickly mastered how to use the camera for photography.

Then, she took a few pictures of the ginseng for the man and asked, "Uncle Hall, can you print the photos there?"

"Yes, it can be done," Joshua replied with a nod.

They ate some of the rations brought with them, and as the sky darkened, they realized they had to leave immediately.

As they were leaving, Nancy hugged Otis and immediately began crying.

"Sob...Otis, I'm leaving now, I have to return. It may be a long time before I can come to see you."

The little girl was hugging the white tiger's neck as if they were about to go through life and death. Otis wailed as it returned the hug.

Her brothers were unimpressed by the situation and attempted to seize their sister.

"Nancy, it's time for us to go home, don't you miss our parents?"

Martin was smiling, but his heart was cursing the tiger. Damn this tiger for keeping our little sister for so long when it is time to let her go!

Nancy was sobbing profusely and decided it was time to leave when she thought of her mother and father.

"A-o," the tiger wailed.

However, Otis refused to release and tightly grasped her with its paws.

Martin said coldly to Otis, "You still want to keep her? Do you think a tiger like you has a house or a car? Will you be able to cook for her and buy her nice clothes? You have nothing, so take your paws off!"

He acted as if his daughter had brought home a boyfriend, and Martin greeted him as an elderly father with skepticism and pettiness.

"...," Otis stared at Martin.

Want to smack him!

Nancy realized she couldn't stay here any longer, and the white tiger also couldn't live with her in the city, and even if Otis wanted to, Nancy wouldn't let it do so.

Her Otis was king of the jungle, so it shouldn't be tied down and should be free to roam. It's alright; I'll just make time to see it whenever I can.

Otis pursued the car for a long time after they had left while Nancy sobbed intensely inside the car.

"Otis, hurry back, I promise to visit you frequently!"

The tender voice of the little girl was carried far away on the wind and eventually reached Otis.

Gradually, Otis stopped, its golden tiger eyes staring at the cars as they eventually disappeared from view.

It ascended suddenly to a very high vantage point with a wide field of view, and Nancy's car reappeared before fading away into the distance.

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Otis stood on the cliff in the sunset, shaking the jungle with a powerful roar that could be heard for several dozen miles. Birds flew in fear, and wild animals fled in haste.

Nancy looked out the car window into the distance, her eyes reddening with tears, and all her brothers were heartbroken at the sight of her pain and grief.

Marcus was clumsy in speech at this time and had no idea how to console her; all he could do was stare at his twin brother.

Neil sat the little girl on his lap and comforted her by gently patting her back with his palms.

"When we have time, we will play with you, is that okay?"

Nancy cupped her hands and leaned against him, her soft voice muffled, "I know, but I just can't let it go."

I know we won't see each other again, and it's sad to be separated, but at least I cried it out.

Kane pretended to wipe his fake tears when he said, "I can't imagine how sad I'll be when Rock and the others leave."

When Kane tried to lean on him, Ewen repulsively pushed his head away.

"Then why don't you just keep them with you all the time?"

"I can't do that, I want them to be Lord of the Wolves," Kane replied.

As a parent, my cubs are the best and most powerful.

Nancy was fast asleep in her brother's embrace inside the car. She was jolted awake when the car stopped at the security station.

"Go back to sleep."

Neil gently patted Nancy's back while carrying her from the car.

Nancy yawned; her eyes were still wet and swollen from her earlier crying.

"Neil, camera, and photos for Grandpa Swift."

Nancy's fragile voice was so soft that every word was broken, but Neil could tell what she was saying.

"All right, I understand," he said tenderly.

After saying her words, Nancy immediately fell asleep in his brother's embrace.

Neil handed Nancy over to Marcus, who was standing beside him, and then took Kane's camera to find James and talked to him about it.

James was a little surprised, but he smiled warmly.

"Nancy came up with the idea, didn't she?"

Nancy took these photos and asked me earlier if this station could print them out, so it's not hard to guess that this is her idea.

Neil agreed softly, the corners of his mouth lifted in a pleasant arch, giving the impression of a caring person.

"What a softie you are," James reacted.

They had noticed that Mr. Swift and his son adored old ginseng. Since they couldn't give them the old ginseng, they devised their way to leave them a memory.

The father and son received the substantial payment and photos of the old ginseng simultaneously, which surprised them and made them feel awkward.

"H-How can we accept this?"

Despite his awkwardness, he held the photos tightly. He had spent his entire life selling ginseng while also loving and respecting each of them, and he was very fond of ginseng.

I can't stop thinking about this five hundred years old ginseng. I didn't expect to see photos of it either, and the images are very clear and magnificent.

"What if I give back some of the money?"

The elderly gentleman was blushing from embarrassment and wanted to charge a little less as a price for the photos.

Neil shook his head and said, "This is unnecessary; the photos are gifts from Nancy to you."

When Mr. Swift thought of the cute, pretty, and gutsy young girl, he couldn't help but laugh.