Qiao Mei rolled up her sleeves and wanted to go forward to deal with the roots of the cherry tree. When Xia Zhe saw this, he quickly stopped her and said, "Just tell me what to do. You can instruct me from the side."
Now that it had started to rain again, Xia Zhe went into the house and took out the raincoat for Qiao Mei to wear. He was worried that Qiao Mei's wrist would get tired if she had to hold an umbrella for a long time.
"It's indeed difficult to do such work in my current clothes. I'll rely on you then." Qiao Mei instructed Xia Zhe on how to wrap up the roots of the cherry tree to prevent them from rotting. Otherwise, given the incessant flooding from both the rainwater and the groundwater, the roots would rot from being soaked in water for too long.
Actually, she was just putting on an act for everyone. Even if this tree died, she would be able to resurrect it. However, she had to make it believable. Otherwise, people would cast suspicions on her.
