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Farm Girl's Manor

[Farming]+[Space]+[Heartwarming]+[Prosperity]+[Defeating Scum] Mo Yan, reduced to ashes by an explosion, was reborn in ancient times, becoming a little farm girl on the run from famine! Above her, a kind and handsome Scholar father - not bad! Below her, a lively and adorable pair of younger siblings - very good! But really, she felt like dying all over again, you know? On the run, going without food, drink, or shelter was one thing, but to always guard against bad guys who might capture her to fill their bellies was another! Luckily, her upgradable Space from the previous life followed her, but what the heck - that amazing Space with mountains, water, and meat to eat had been formatted! Faced with a desperate situation, Mo Yan reignited her fighting spirit: So what if it's formatted, I'll still make a fortune and build my wealth right at the foot of the Imperial City! Carving out mountains, planting orchards, buying shops, building houses... not one less! But... there are so many green-eyed troublemakers! Your farm is yours? Here, I'll trap you to death without discussion! Want to be my stepmom? Fine, I'll send you a bunch of widowers! Mother looking for you? Here, take the divorce papers, keep them, don't thank me! ... What? A handsome man is proposing? Uh, this... should I throw myself at him? PS: 1. Insist on farming without wavering + atypical domestic skirmish + no palace intrigue 2. The writing style is fairly serious, and values are normal (not excluding the occasional whimsy of the author) Links to completed works: [Abandoned Farm Girl: A Beautiful Countryside] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [The General's Legitimate Daughter Not to be Messed With] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

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Chapter 241 Mo Hong's Family Sells Daughter and Gains an Uncle (9)_1

Just then, Mo Qingze arrived with another man dressed in Changshan Academy student attire, appearing to be only a few years younger than Mo, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

"Ah, what a rich smell of chicken soup," the man couldn't help saying as he smelled the enticing fragrance. "Hey, Brother Ziyu, it seems like the aroma is coming from your house."

Seeing that the lock on the door was open, a hint of joy flashed in Mo Qingze's eyes as he smiled, "It must be the little girl."

Mo Yan, hearing her father's voice, hurried to open the door, only to see her father standing outside, about to knock. "Dad, you're back."

Not sure how to address the strange man behind her father, and remembering he just called her father 'Brother Ziyu', she hastily greeted him, "Hello, Uncle."

"Er, hello, grandniece!"