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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 349: Agreement

Old Zhou's mouth fell open in shock; it was clear he hadn't anticipated that children nowadays played games on such a grand scale, casually staking a hundred acres of land for the sake of play.

Do keep in mind that the Yongye Fields owned jointly by him and his five sons only amounted to a hundred acres in total.

Ms. Qian asked her daughter, "So, what now?"

Manbao said, "I think it shouldn't just be them contributing land and money, I should also put something forward."

When Manbao said this, she was looking at her father.

Old Zhou, squatting and smoking, took a while before saying, "How can our family compare with those two families?"

"Dad, contributing our own things puts us at an advantage, if we don't contribute, that's where we lose out." Manbao faintly sensed something but couldn't articulate it, she asked Keke again in her mind, realizing Keke still didn't answer, but for some reason, she suddenly envisioned the classroom.