Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 62 Yale Thomas

Chapter 62 Yale Thomas

But soon, Yale couldn't find it funny anymore, because his good buddy Marcus asked him to carry the saplings! NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Yale had an unbelievably shocked expression on his face: "Did your family have a bankruptcy or what? Is it necessary for you, the outstanding next heir of the Brook Group, to carry saplings and plant trees personally?"

He felt that there must be something wrong with Marcus's mind.

Marcus bent down, picked up an almost three-feet sapling, and threw it on him, "Take it."

"Ow! Marcus Brook, you are a monster! I am wearing a white suit worth millions. You pay for it! "

Nancy heard the angry voice when she was about to load the seeds with a small plastic bucket, but she turned and went toward her big brother Marcus.

There were two fluffy pets behind her and a chattering parrot flying in the sky.

"Brother Marcus!" She called out in a sweet voice, and she saw a good-looking but furious man standing beside her brother Marcus.

Yale was good-looking. He had romantic and amorous eyes and a smile at the corners of his mouth from time to time, looking very gentle, which often attracted a group of women to talk to him shyly. He just could get along with women.

When Nancy saw him at the first sight, she couldn't recognise him at all, but she felt that the voice was so familiar.

Yale, being extremely furious, fell into great shock when he suddenly heard the sweet voice. He finally saw the legendary precious sister of Marcus, but in such a messed up situation.

Turning around, he saw a cute and sweet little girl standing not far away. She was looking at them with big and clear eyes, wearing a small fisherman hat, and an overall with a bear on it that made her look even cuter.

Yale was thinking, "This was probably the legendary little angel. As expected of the Brook family, everyone is good-looking."

Yale, who valued appearance very much, laughed immediately. He just liked to deal with beautiful people as it was pleasing to the eyes after all. Such a soft and sweet little girl was simply his type.

"Nancy, do you still remember brother Yale?"

Marcus glanced at him with his sharp eyes and thought, "Whose brother are you?"

Yale didn't seem to see Marcus's fierce look. He gritted his teeth and got the soil off his clothes, then squatted down to look at Nancy with a smile.

At this moment, Nancy finally remembered who he was, and her pretty little face showed an expression of sudden realisation, and then said softly, "I remembered! You are brother Marcus's friend."

So sweet.

Yale wanted to touch her hair, but he hesitated when he saw his dirty hands and felt a bit resentful of his childhood friend, Marcus Brook.

Nancy looked at him with her clear eyes, "What do I call you?"

"I'm the friend your brother Marcus grew up with, so I'm also your brother. Just call me brother Yale."

The little girl nodded obediently and called out politely, "Brother Yale."

Nancy's sweet voice sounded really nice, and just as he was about to make Nancy call him again, he was pulled up by someone from behind.

"Don't waste time."

Marcus pointed at the sapling with his articulated fingers and said to Nancy, "He's here to help plant trees."

"When did I say this!" Yale thought to himself.

"Thank you, brother Yale."

The little girl smiled when she heard the brother Marcus say that Yale was here to help plant trees.

Yale took a deep breath and thought to himself, "Forget it! I am out of luck. Who would have thought that I would be schemed by a childhood friend."

Yale's eyes swept towards Marcus, "You are asking me, such a noble mister who has never even planted flowers, to plant trees! What a friend, Marcus!"

Marcus looked at him indifferently, "I am also in the same situation, aren't I?"

Yale suddenly understood, so he carried the saplings obediently, and followed Marcus to the backyard with a frowned face.

As soon as he entered, he realised that it was really lively as the Elderly Mr. Brook and Windy were also there.

"Good to see you, Yale."

Windy laughed when Windy saw Yale carrying the saplings.

"How can we let you help with this?"

Yale laughed, thinking that he was also tricked by Marcus.

Yale thought to himself that no wonder Marcus was so nice yesterday.

The Elderly Mr. Brook dug for a while and was pulled aside by Nancy to sit and rest. The little girl was very diligent. She ran here and there to bring him tea and prepared some digestible snacks and fruits.

"Grandpa, you can just sit down and watch us plant trees."

Nancy was afraid that her grandpa would get tired.

The Elderly Mr. Brook felt very nice. He rubbed Nancy's fluffy hair, "Okay, I am an old man so I'm not going to cause trouble."

Nancy rubbed her head against his hand like a kitten and then continued to dig with the small hoe.

Adolph followed her happily. The dog kept digging, and now it had completely turned into a muddy dog that need to be washed a few times after getting back.

It had been quite sometime after planting a few peach trees and then some vegetable seeds.

Marcus panted slightly. After all, it was physical work, so he was still a little tired even though he had been doing exercise. Yale was already so exhausted that he had to sit with the Elderly Mr. Brook.

Nancy's face was flushed, which made her look excited, and she kept talking, "Peach blossoms are very beautiful. When they bloom next year, I will hang a wooden sign on it that says parents and brothers will be healthy. Grandma said the peach tree wards off evil spirits so that everyone can be healthy. I can also eat peaches when it has peaches. I used to grow very delicious peaches."

They knew that the grandmother Nancy was talking about was the old lady who adopted her. They felt a sigh of relief and remembered that they haven't had time to thank her.

Listening to Nancy talk a lot with her soft voice, everyone felt less tired at once.

However, they were all busy. After all, it was impossible to plant trees every day. They were only here to have the experience. For such a large garden, it was still necessary to find a professional gardener to plant other fruit trees.

Finally, after planting a few vines in the sideyard, this group of people, including Yale, went back to the house, looking dirty.

After returning, Yale changed his white suit that was completely ruined and wore Marcus's clothes. They were of the same height, but Marcus was bigger and Yale was slimmer. So the clothes looked a little big on Yale.

Wearing Marcus's black shirt, Yale disliked his taste in clothes.

"Do you have any other colours of clothes? Look at them. It's either dark gray, dark blue, or black. There are so many different types of black. Even if the style is different, it's still black. Can't you have some clothes in brighter colours?"

Yale seriously disliked Marcus' monotonous taste for clothes colours!

Marcus slowly rolled up his sleeves, and then went downstairs with his long legs.

"What a stinky temper! I would have drifted away if it were not for the fact that we grew up together!" Yale thought to himself.