Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 177: Things Are Different Now

Seated in the Jiang Family’s section, Jiang Tian watched as Shen Qinglan led Shopkeeper Qu and Old Tang to their seats, feeling quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, this humble Shen Family knows so many influential people.

He wasn’t familiar with Shengxiang Restaurant, but this Jinxiu Mansion is indeed the property of Yongning Manor, which proves that Shopkeeper Qu is also someone from Yongning Manor.

It’s truly surprising that a mere village household could be acquainted with people from Yongning Manor, and judging by appearances, their relationship seems quite good.

Originally, he thought that the girl from the Shen Family marrying his nephew might be somewhat presumptuous.

However, now it seems that’s not the case.

"Who is that girl?" Jiang Tian asked his brother, Jiang Zhen.

Shopkeeper Tang and Shopkeeper Qu’s attitude toward the girl was somewhat peculiar; it didn’t seem like distant polite hospitality, but rather a respectful hospitality as if treating her as part of the host family.

Madam Jiang glanced over and smiled, "That’s the third young lady from Shen Er’s family, I heard she’s a bookkeeper at Shengxiang Restaurant."

"A bookkeeper?" Jiang Tian was surprised, "That girl looks only fourteen or fifteen, can she really keep accounts?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"You probably haven’t heard," Madam Jiang said softly, "It’s said that ever since the third young lady recovered from her illness, she received divine favor, and not only can she read and paint, but is also proficient in mental arithmetic."

"Are there such wonders in this world?" Jiang Tian was astonished.

"Why not?" Madam Jiang remarked, "I often hear from ladies who like to practice Buddhism say that people who accumulate good deeds and virtues in their past lives are divinely protected in their next lives; the third young lady must have done a lot of good deeds in her past life!"

Madam Jiang didn’t know that if Shen Qinglan heard such words, she would surely turn pale.

In her past life, her hands were stained with blood; how could she speak of accumulating virtues and good deeds?

Furthermore, she knows all too clearly how she came into this world...

"Is Xiao Ming’s future wife possibly her?" Jiang Tian asked.

"How could it be? That girl is only fourteen," Madam Jiang replied, "Xiao Ming’s future wife is that one."

Madam Jiang pointed in the direction of Shen Qinghe, "It’s that young lady, Qingning’s sister, kind-hearted and skillful, quite a nice girl."

Jiang Zhen said, "The character of the Shen Family is good; their children all understand reason. Even though the three brothers reside separately, their emotions remain harmonious. Xiao Ming marrying a girl from such a family is his fortune."

Madam Jiang nodded approvingly.

Although the Shen Family is not a wealthy or noble household, they are good-hearted people. Interacting with them brings an indescribable sense of ease.

Listening to his brother and sister-in-law praise the Shen Family so highly, Jiang Tian was inwardly astonished.

Jiang Zhen usually speaks harshly and rarely smiles or praises others, so hearing him compliment the Shen Family like this suggests that they must be truly remarkable.

Looking at the betrothal gifts brought by the shopkeepers, everyone had different feelings.

Some were envious, some jealous, and others indifferent.

After this happy event, the villagers understood that the Shen Er Family was now very different from before.

Shen Qingju’s wedding was not long past, and the new year was already approaching.

And the Jiang Family, as the new year approached, had Jiang Zhen and Madam Jiang personally go to the Shen Family to propose marriage.

Jiang Ming’s and Shen Qinghe’s wedding was set for soon after the new year, even a few days earlier than Dong Jin’s.

Because the new year was near, Shen Qinglan’s family did not move back to the town.

To make commuting to the village easier, Shen Qinglan even bought a carriage. At noon, the three would stay in the town for work, and in the afternoon, they would ride the carriage back to the village.