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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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Chapter 462: Funeral Procession

Manbao was led to the front by Old Zhou and Ms. Qian, while Taoist Shouqing held a ceremonial sword with a solemn expression, muttering incantations.

Whether or not he could truly call back the soul, he was quite dedicated. Manbao listened carefully and heard him chanting, "…Zhou Yin and his wife departed on a long journey in the past years and were lost. There is no place named to summon their souls back to their homeland for their ascension. With this sincere heart, I notify…summon the soul from thousands of miles to return to its native place, ascend early to immortality. Due to the unfulfilled causation, the cold soul becomes the spirit of the green waves…"

With a suave turn, Taoist Shouqing thrust his sword forward as though opening a path for the departed soul, his sharp gaze fixed on the main door as he dragged his sword all the way to the front of the shrine.

Old Zhou and Ms. Qian both watched the Taoist with keen eyes, and Manbao also stared at him with round, wide eyes.