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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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740 Chs

Chapter 72: Chinese Yam (Additional update for 'Miao Miao's' birthday)

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Manbao also got excited, waving her little hands and shouting, "I want to go too!"

Zhou Dalang asked her, "What are you going to do there?"

"I want to sell medicine at the pharmacy," Manbao said, "Big brother, you don't need to take the Indian pennywort anymore, we'll take it ourselves."

"You have school though!"

"Not necessary," Manbao said, "Tomorrow is a day off!"

Zhou Dalang was startled and then remembered that tomorrow indeed was a day off. He scratched his head, not good at refusing Manbao, and could only say, "Go ask your mother."

Ms.Qian was initially reluctant to agree, but seeing her daughter so enthusiastic, she hesitated for a moment before nodding her head.

Watching her little girl with her rosy cheeks full of excitement, Ms.Qian thought it might be good to let her get out more. At least she wasn't always hovering around her and Junior Ms.Qian, where as a four- or five-year-old, the only thing to do was to play with ants on her own.