Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1956 - 1731: Riverside Beach at Night (Part 2)

Chapter 1956: Chapter 1731: Riverside Beach at Night (Part 2)

"You guys can’t sail a boat, and yet you’re expecting Song Tan to take you out there at night and bring you back in the middle of the night—how did you get to be so cheeky?"

Oh dear! Totally forgot about that!

But it’s okay.

Song Sancheng quickly said, "Our family may not have much else, but we have plenty of land and water. We can’t go far, but we have the riverside beach and three large ponds at home, all of which are good for fishing!"

Wow!

The group immediately decided, "Let’s go to the pond this time!"

Their families: ...

As the young ones say: the worse you are, the more you love it.

That’s exactly these folks!

By the way, "Are you bringing the cat? Who caught anything this afternoon? If it can at least feed a cat, then it wouldn’t have followed for nothing."

This question brought on another wave of awkward silence.

"Say something."

The families looked at the fat tabby cat: What’s there to be embarrassed about?

Song Sancheng also looked conflicted: It’s just that we can’t really talk about it!

If word got out, their dignity would be trampled by a cat.

This afternoon was an exercise in frustration; despite many times casting out, the hooks came back empty every time.

At first, this opportunistic fat tabby got excited and meowed whenever they reeled in.

But despite the glistening hooks swinging mid-air, there wasn’t a single fish to be seen.

After two or three times, Mimi the King believed the humans were deliberately deceiving it and became particularly angry, even starting to growl at them.

In the midst of this was paused by a huge fat fish that had lazily swum to the water’s edge, full from the bait, just to see these silly people.

Even right in front of Song Sancheng, swaying back and forth in the shallow water.

Wow!

Mimi the King initiated its hunting skills, darting into the water, pouncing, biting, pressing, and scratching, thrashing about so much that the water foamed with mud, becoming exceedingly turbid.

Finally, it managed to drag ashore a fish as long as its own body.

But this scene, whether for the fish or the cat, was quite humiliating. After a bizarre silence, everyone tacitly chose not to speak of it.

Now, if asked again, they still can’t talk about it.

With Mimi the King lying by the flower bed, having achieved much but demanding little recognition, it cast a disdainful glance around at them, and thought of the cats back in the Song Family’s home who refused to budge—

Hmph, this just proves cats shouldn’t have to eat food thrown at them!

They simply couldn’t get any!

...

With everything ready, the group even boldly went upstairs to sleep for a while.

At midnight.

Thinking they might have better luck today, everyone carefully got up to set off.

But they thought of everything except telling Chen Xi.

So when they arrived at the riverside beach with hoes, shovels, and flashlights in hand, they were not greeted by the romantic and pleasant scenery of the day, but by several fierce dogs with glowing eyes and sharp fangs, watching them intently!

The group: !!!

A rough, heavy, growling sound came from their throats. They looked so cute during the day, but at night they were terrifying.

Not to mention, in this whimpering sound, there was the giant Kangal that had caused quite a stir on its second day here—Da Wang!

At this moment, it also slowly emerged from the bushes.

In the dead of night, they felt like a bunch of poor lambs being watched by fierce lions.

Nobody dared to shine their bright flashlights directly for fear that one beam of light would be seen as a provocation.

Yet the darker it got, the clearer the outline of this terrifying creature became in the shadows.

"Um..." Mr. He asked, a bit shakily, "Brother Song, aren’t these dogs yours? You should at least say something."

Song Sancheng was also a little nervous, "They are ours, and I should say something. But they only listen to Qiaoqiao and Song Tan, they only symbolically listen to me..."

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be on high alert with the dogs this late at night.

Da Wang let out a low bark and then quietly stared at them.

Surrounded by five or six dogs, even two two-month-old puppies joined in with their little barks.

They hunkered down, wagging their tails, and called out with high-pitched yips.

"Who goes there?!"

Chen Xi was already on alert and approached with a pitchfork.

When he turned on the big light, he realized it was Song Sancheng and his group—no wonder the dogs were just cautious and didn’t alert him or bark loudly.

He couldn’t help but be speechless:

"Uncle, why didn’t you at least mention this around midnight?"

"I forgot," Song Sancheng admitted sheepishly.

During the day, they just came over, then said something. At night—at night they didn’t even cross the low fence!

The dogs had never seen a bunch of men charging over with tools in the middle of the night, so caution, nervousness, and suspicion were inevitable.