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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 361: We Must Have Dreams (Part 2)

Manbao didn't eat the steamed bun anymore and stuffed it to Zhou Wulang, who was squatting to the side watching the excitement. Then she pinched a lock of the long-worker's hair with her fingers and asked, "Look, how long has it been since you last washed your hair?"

The long-worker thought for a moment and then shook his head, "I can't remember."

It had been too long, and who would keep track of something like that?

Manbao withdrew her hand, looked at the three of them, and shook her head with a sigh, "I'm seven years old, and I definitely wouldn't want to get close to you if I saw you on the street. Do you think seventeen-year-old young misses or twenty-seven-year-old older sisters would want to get close to you?"

The three men hesitated for a moment, then shook their heads.

"Then how are you going to find wives to marry?"

The men fell into thought.

The long-worker hesitated, "Even if we cleaned ourselves up, no one would marry us, right? We don't have any land or a house."