"Yu 'Er, it's the same at the peanut fields. Some places are salty, and some are not."
"It's the same with the soybean fields!"
Father Xiao and Eldest Uncle Xiao came back very quickly.
When they returned, Xiao Lingyu and Gong Tianhao were still standing beside the small sapling. They asked anxiously, "Yu 'Er, what's going on? Could someone have poured saltwater at the farm?"
Tens of thousands of saplings and hundreds of Mus of peanut and soybean fields were worth millions. It would be a big loss. If someone was behind this, then they really had a deep hatred for the Xiao Family.
Xiao Lingyu shook her head. She walked over to a normal-looking sapling and told Father Xiao, "Dad, take the hoe and loosen up the soil around the tree."
Father Xiao was a little confused, but he obliged. He and Eldest Uncle Xiao picked up the hoe and started to shovel the soil. They dug until they were around a foot deep.
