Bamboo Rain

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."

The Lucky Farmgirl

Daji had been waiting for Old Madam's call, so he quickly came over and reported in a low voice about the young master scaring Zhou SiLang and also reported the speculation that the two children were hiding in the room.


Old Madam Liu hadn't expected the two children to actually guess Manbao's origins, and after a moment of silence, she waved her hand and said, "I know, you may go."


Nanny Liu asked, "Old Madam, will the Zhou Family tell Miss Man?"


Old Madam Liu pondered for a moment, then said, "Whether they tell or not, we have to. The Zhou Family has been quite alarmed lately, and County Magistrate Tang is clearly about to start investigating here, so let's just tell everything that needs to be told. As for whether they inform Manbao, let them consider and decide for themselves."


Ms. Qian and Old Zhou were weighing their options, the two of them exchanging glances across the space, communicating with their eyes.


Chapter 795: Origin of Birth