That's pretty direct.
Chen Fang gathered his thoughts.
He walked over to Xiao Xiao and squatted down in front of her.
Chen Fang was quite the seasoned "farmer" expert.
He had seen his fair share of "forests" and "ponds".
Xiao Xiao was a forty-year-old woman who had given birth, so he had assumed the soil around the pond would be black.
Due to the years, the entire pit would appear loose and saggy.
But the scene before him was not like that at all.
The forest was trimmed, and it was regularly trimmed, looking very neat and clean.
The shape of the pond was well-defined, showing no signs of slackness, and there was no discoloration as imagined, but instead, it presented a light pink, even more delicate than some younger people's.
"How is it? Is it severe?"
Xiao Xiao suddenly asked.
Chen Fang shook his head and said, "From what I can see, it seems to be in the initial stages, not too serious."
Having said that.
Chen Fang stood up.
He walked around the room.
