Xia He seemed to notice Qiao Mei's puzzlement and explained patiently, "Recently, your younger siblings have to clear the weeds in the courtyard during their usual rest time. After I put up the plastic sheets around this corridor, a lot of new grass started growing for some reason, so we need someone to find someone to deal with this."
Qiao Mei lowered her head silently. Perhaps she was the real reason for the grass growing. Some time ago, she had been repeatedly cultivating 10,000-year-old ginseng at home. It was likely that the surrounding land had been affected.
In the past, without the mock greenhouse setup, the courtyard was very cold and it was not conducive for plants to grow. Now that the environment had changed, the plants were all popping out one by one.
