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The Lucky Farmgirl

The Fourth Brother had squandered his wealth through gambling, leaving their mother in a critical state. To make matters worse, the creditors even asked them to sell Manbao to settle the debts! In the village, whispers spread that the golden days of the Zhou Family's cherished Manbao were over. Their elderly mother clung to Manbao's hand, tears streaming down her face. However, Manbao tightly grasped a system in her hand, a tool that would lead her and her brothers and sisters-in-law to reclaim their fortunes. They ventured into agriculture, cultivating land, growing medicinal herbs, and establishing shops, steadily improving their lives. As their situation improved, concerns shifted to Manbao's marital prospects by the sister-in-laws. "Mr. Zhuang's grandson is an excellent match – educated and well-spoken. He is just perfect for you." "No! You should consider Mr. Qian's youngest son, who is handsome and well-mannered. You can count on him never to defy you." Suppressing a smile, Manbao responded, "My heart is already set. I choose Bai Shanbao, my childhood friend whom I've playfully scolded since we were young."

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735 Chs

Chapter 260: Possible

Old Zhou's hand almost trembled as he picked up the items before Manbao could, he asked, "What is China root?"

Manbao replied with utmost seriousness, "It's a kind of medicine, a very, very tasty medicine."

Old Zhou: ...Can medicine be tasty?

He looked at the chunks of root in his hand with skepticism.

Manbao had snatched them from his hands and carefully picked and arranged the ones in the bamboo basket, saying, "Once I'm off duty, I'll take these to the medicine shop to sell, and I'll also ask the doctor what this China root can cure."

Zhou SiLang came up to her and asked, "What is this China root thing, didn't you say this is China root?"

"Oh, yes, the teacher said there's more underneath the soil, so the China root must also be buried down there. Silang, let's take our hoes and go up to the mountain to dig."

"There's more?" Zhou SiLang asked excitedly, whispering, "Is this stuff valuable?"