C201 Wooden Spike

Xue Zhengchao took the shovel from her hand and turned the soil around, covering the earth with the earthworms.

"The soil in this courtyard is quite fertile. No one has cared about it for four or five years, but it can still be raised so well." Qian Duojing pointed at the rotten grapevines on the side. "Look, there are even small mushrooms on top of it